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Chapter 49
Chapter 49
Sister-in-law Duan came out with the braised pork, just when she heard these words, she went back to the kitchen and asked Song Zhaodi: "You and Jianguo have been married for so long, why haven't you heard anything yet?"
"A few children are still young. Let's talk about it when they grow up." Song Zhaodi didn't have to think about what Sister Duan was referring to. Her mother had asked this more than once.
Sister-in-law Duan: "Looking at Xiao Zhong's appearance, I really want a child." After a while, "Qiu Sanwa will be three years old this year. You don't need to hug or coax, you can have another one."
"Jianguo said?" Song Zhaodi raised an eyebrow, this man actually learned to curve to save the country, "Did you say you want a daughter?"
Sister-in-law Duan nodded: "It's good to have sons and daughters to make up one."
Song Zhaodi said heartily, he is good and I am not good: "Yes." Meng did well. "However, I have to ask a few children about this. The eldest and the second have a good temperament, but they are actually very sensitive. After a pause, "I don't think it's worth it to hurt the hearts of two children for the sake of one child."
Sister-in-law Duan wanted to say no, but she realized that the eldest child looked very sensible, but in fact he was only eight years old and the second child was only five years old. Outsiders said something nonsense, and the two children might be separated from Song Zhaodi: "You think about it. So thoughtful. Then, if, I mean, if the eldest baby and the second baby always disagree, you don't want it?"
"I don't care." Song Zhaodi said, "I will have a pension in the future, and Zhong Jianguo will also have a pension, and we don't expect them to retire. If they have conscience, they will come to see us. If they have no conscience, when we die, they will Donate the money you save to the country and keep nothing."
Sister-in-law Duan couldn't help sighing: "You really think about it."
"In this lifetime, maybe one day it will be gone. If you can't think about it, you have to think about it." Song Zhaodi said, "Besides, even if you have a daughter, so what if it's like my second sister, it's better not to give birth."
Sister-in-law Duan disagreed: "How can everyone be the same as your second sister. You are very knowledgeable and can teach children. In the future, a daughter will definitely be very sensible."
"Well, I'll talk about it later." Song Zhaodi said, "At least until the three children are truly sensible."
Sister-in-law Duan handed the lettuce to Song Zhaodi: "You're right, but I still think you think too much. If you don't believe me, I'll go back and ask Dawa."
"Then you can ask." Song Zhaodi has made up her mind not to give birth, and it doesn't matter if Sister Duan asks or not, "Auntie, I'm going to buy something for my mother to send back. Do you think I should send it to Jianguo's uncle? one?"
Sister-in-law Duan saw her pour the lettuce into the pot, stir fry it three times, and then put it out, she quickly asked, "Is this all right?"
"Okay." Song Zhaodi handed her the plate, "Lettuce won't taste good if it's been fried for a long time. In fact, lettuce isn't fried, it's best to wrap it in meat."
"Really?"
Song Zhaodi turned her head back subconsciously, and saw the big baby looking straight at her while holding the threshold, and said with a smile, "You can try it."
"Then I'll go—" Da Wa looked around, there was no lettuce left, "I'll go pick lettuce."
Sister-in-law Duan hurriedly said, "Call Liu Wei to help you pick it."
"Okay." Zhong Dawa turned around and looked for Liu Wei, who was nestled in the corner of the bench.
Sister-in-law Duan continued: "Jian Guo's uncle was sent to Xiaosong Village. I think you'd better send things to your mother's house and ask your mother to give it to him."
"That's what I thought." Song Zhaodi said, "Jianguo also used the phone in his office to call his brother. When the elder brother gave his father a New Year's gift, he would buy one for us, and then we would give the elder brother the money. Stop sending things to his dad and my cousin."
Sister-in-law Duan handed the washed spinach to Song Zhaodi, and said, "His father doesn't look like a father at all. Even if you don't buy anything, no one will say anything. However, you have to send some to Dawa's grandma. things passed."
Song Zhaodi said with a smile: "Don't mention it, I want to laugh when you talk about it. Jianguo said last night that he would go to the supply and marketing cooperative for two days to buy things. When the big baby heard it, he asked him what to buy. Jianguo said about the New Year's gift. No When he finished speaking, the big baby shouted that he wouldn't buy it for his grandma."
"Then you should buy it or not?" Sister Duan said, "I remember you bought it last year."
Song Zhaodi: "The eldest baby and the second baby don't agree, we listen to them. Anyway, no matter how much we send to the Bai family, the Bai family will not read our favor. If they don't send anything, they don't dare to come to the island to make trouble. "
"My grandma is coming again?" Zhong Dawa came in with a handful of lettuce leaves and asked.
Song Zhaodi turned to Sister Duan and said silently, "I see.
"Your grandma didn't come." Sister Duan said, "Your mother explained that she went to the post office to send something to your grandma."
Zhong Dawa turned to Song Zhaodi in succession: "Send something again? Didn't you agree to buy something for my grandma? Mother, how can you say nothing?"
"I haven't bought it yet." Song Zhaodi said, "I just said it casually."
Zhong Dawa sternly said, "Then don't buy it, I don't agree."
Sister-in-law Duan was speechless and wanted to laugh: "You don't need your money, so you have to agree to buy it or not?"
"It is necessary." Zhong Dawa said seriously, "Our family has to vote on buying things. If Dad and Mom lose, they have to listen to me."
Sister-in-law Duan was curious: "Why did you lose?"
"Three votes win two votes." Song Zhaodi said, "Three votes for his brother."
Sister-in-law Duan opened her mouth and couldn't believe it: "Sanwa also doesn't agree?"
"Big baby taught him." Song Zhaodi said, "The third baby is afraid that the big baby won't lead him to play. The big baby says one, but the third baby doesn't dare to say the second. By the way, the big baby, are the second baby and the third baby in the house?"
Zhong Dawa: "Yes. Mother, can you eat? I'm hungry."
"Tell your dad to pour hot water to wash your hands." Song Zhaodi poured the eggs into the spinach soup, "You can eat now."
Zhong Dawa turned around and ran out: "Great! I can finally eat." As soon as the lettuce was placed on the dining table, she went to move the stool.
In Mrs. Duan's view, a woman must have a child of her own. When the food was on the table, Sister-in-law Duan watched Zhong Dawa wrap the braised pork with lettuce leaves and was very happy, so she asked, "Dawa, if your mother gave you a sister, would you be happy?"
"Have a younger sister?" Zhong Dawa didn't quite understand, "Mother wants to have a child?"
Song Zhaodi said: "Not yet. Grandma is just asking you, if you don't agree, you can not give birth."
Although there are many soldiers on Wengzhou Island, there are also many fishermen. Zhong Dawa, who likes to go out and play, often finds that the stomach of a woman with a big belly disappears after a period of absence, so Zhong Dawa asks others what happened to the other party's belly.
I have met many times, and Zhong Dawa is not very old, so she knows what it means to have a child: "Can you not have a sister?"
"Why?" Zhong Jianguo asked first.
Zhong Dawa: "I don't like my sister." Zhong Jianguo's face changed slightly, and Zhong Dawa said quickly, "It's not that I don't like the sister born by my mother, but I don't like my sister. Mother, you can have a brother, me, I I will lead him to play and help you take care of your brother."
Song Zhaodi originally thought that Dawa didn't want her because she didn't want her to have children, but she was surprised when he finished: "Why don't you like my sister?"
"My sister is very annoying." Zhong Dawa wrinkled her nose and looked disgusted, "I don't want a sister anyway." After a pause, "Mother, you have a sister, I won't help you lead your sister, and Dad don't ask me to take my sister to play. ."
Zhong Jianguo was very unhappy, and said angrily, "My sister is messing with you?"
"Yes!" Zhong Dawa blurted out and turned to Song Zhaodi, "Mother, I didn't lie to you, I'm serious."
Sister-in-law Duan was curious: "Which little girl—wait a minute, isn't it Du Tao from your second aunt's family?" Turning to Song Zhaodi, "Du Tao fought with Dawa?"
"No." Song Zhaodi also understood, "That little girl cried whenever she cried, she was very self-willed. During the few days she was there, I boiled eggs for several children, one for each child. After the girl's eggs were eaten, I saw who didn't. Grab whoever's eggs after eating."
"I asked her mother to take care of her, but her mother thought my mother was stingy, so she only boiled one egg at a time." Zhong Dawa pouted, "There are only four hens in my family to lay eggs. My mother cooks five eggs in the morning and cooks them in the evening. Five, she was in our house for a few days, and they ate all the eggs in our house."
Liu Wei listened funny: "If they're not here, you won't eat it?"
"When they're not here, we eat three a day." Zhong Dawa stretched out his finger, "Eat it in the morning, but not in the evening. If you don't eat it in the morning, you will eat it in the evening. It was the second aunt who told us to make eggs in the morning and at night. egg."
Song Zhaodi nodded: "Dawa is right. Because we often use eggs to stir-fry dishes, we hardly make any other eggs at night."
"What do you mean, when your second sister is here, you cook eggs for your children sooner or later, and cook with eggs?" Song Zhaodi nodded, and Sister Duan's eyes widened, "How can you eat so many eggs for your children? If you eat so much, they will Are you still eating?"
Song Zhaodi: "I'm afraid that my children won't eat rice and noodles, so I won't make them at night."
"Second aunt doesn't understand anything, so she just thinks we are stingy." Zhong Dawa snorted and suddenly thought, "Mother, you are not allowed to have a younger sister."
Song Zhaodi laughed "Puchi", she thought the eldest child forgot: "I don't care, your dad wants a little sister."
"Dad?" Zhong Dawa turned to Zhong Jianguo, "What do you want your sister to do?" Before Zhong Jianguo could speak, the little boy continued, "You are not at home every day, and you don't want to take care of your sister, I won't take care of you, you Are you trying to make your mother sick?"
Zhong Jianguo let out a "cough".
Song Zhaodi hurriedly handed him the soup.
Zhong Jianguo took a sip of soup and swallowed everything in his mouth. Then he said, "Zhong Dawa, I'm your father, you can't speak to me in this tone."
"Dad did something wrong, I can criticize you." Zhong Dawa put down her chopsticks and stood up, "Are you trying to make your mother sick? I'll ask you."
Zhong Jianguo suddenly felt a pain in his head: "Your mother has no opinion—"
"I have an opinion." Song Zhaodi interrupted him, "I don't agree to adding a sister to the three children."
Zhong Dawa put her hands on her hips: "Dad, you have nothing to say now?"
"Is it like this in your family?" Liu Wei asked weakly.
Song Zhaodi coughed lightly and suppressed her smile: "Who is right in our family. I think Dawa is right about adding a sister to the family."
"Of course!" Zhong Dawa raised her chin, "Mother, don't listen to Dad, he doesn't know anything."
Zhong Jianguo put down his chopsticks: "Zhong Dawa, believe it or not, I'll beat you?"
"Believe." Zhong Dawa said, "You're tall and I'm short, you're big and I'm small, you can beat up as much as you want. I don't believe it."
Zhong Jianguo took a deep breath: "The sharp teeth and sharp mouth that you learned from your mother."
"Mother, what about you, Dad." Zhong Dawa said quickly, "Tell Dad to sleep in a chair at night."
Song Zhaodi gave him a duck leg: "Sleeping in a chair in such a cold day, I want to freeze your dad to death. It's almost done, sit down and eat."
"Do you still have a younger sister?" Zhong Dawa said, thinking that his father wanted a younger sister, and turned to Zhong Jianguo.
Zhong Jianguo snorted, "Don't you want to eat duck legs? Give it to me."
"Stingy." Zhong Dawa hurriedly protected the duck legs that Song Zhaodi had marinated for a long time.
The last time Mrs. Duan ate with the Zhong family was when Liu Yang came. At that time, the eldest child was still young, and she didn't know Song Zhaodi very well. She hardly spoke at the dinner table, and she looked very well-behaved.
More than a year has passed, if it wasn't for Mrs. Duan watching the big baby grow up a little bit, Mrs. Duan couldn't believe that the child in front of her was the big baby, "Zhao Di, your house is always so lively?"
"When his father is not at home, it's very quiet." Song Zhaodi said, "The eldest and the second have eaten, and they will take the third out to play." While talking, he gave the third a duck leg and instructed, "Eat Put down your chopsticks when you're full, and if you dare to eat stupidly, I'll beat you up."
Erwa pinched the duck leg and returned it to Song Zhaodi: "Keep it and eat it at night."
Master Liu was delighted, "Erwa is also quite funny."
"These two children don't talk about clothes, and they don't like to play very much. They are thinking about eating all day long." Song Zhaodi said, "I don't know if they are talking about killing chickens and ducks at the gate of the chicken coop and duck circle every day. The chickens quack when they see them."
Master Liu continued: "I must have talked a lot." After a pause, "Dad, if you talk about eating them again, they won't dare to grow up."
"Then I'll feed more vegetable leaves." Zhong Dawa blurted out.
Master Liu hurriedly covered his mouth, afraid of spitting out saliva.
Zhong Jianguo glared at Dawa: "Hurry up to eat, eat and play, don't be angry at home."
Zhong Dawa snorted twice, took a big bite from the duck leg, and looked up at Zhong Jianguo.
Zhong Jianguo suddenly wanted to beat someone: "Don't you need a beating?"
"Mother, take care of Dad, you will beat up if you don't eat it, or beat up if you eat it." Zhong Dawa was very angry, took another bite of duck meat, and looked up at Zhong Jianguo.
Song Zhaodi shook her head and laughed.
Sister-in-law Duan followed: "I now understand why you said that when they grow up, the three children in the family can be so lively. If there are another one or two, your family will have to fight every day."
"War? It's coming soon." Master Liu suddenly said.
Song Zhaodi froze in her heart: "What does Uncle Liu mean?"
"We have received news that we are already fighting with the Soviet Union." Zhong Jianguo said, "You pay attention to the radio these days, you can hear the news of the war."
Song Zhaodi quickly asked, "Are you going to support?"
"No need." Zhong Jianguo wanted to say something more, and when he noticed that several children were there, he called Song Zhaodi to get him a steamed bun.
Seeing this, Song Zhaodi didn't ask any further questions.
The next day, Song Zhaodi replaced all the food tickets at home with rice and noodles, and the oil and cloth tickets with oil and cloth, and hurriedly bought some things to send to her parents.
On the morning of March 2 in the solar calendar, the news of the war between China and the Soviet Union spread throughout the country. The fishermen on the island were worried about the shortage of supplies. In the afternoon, they rushed to the non-staple food factory and the supply and marketing cooperative to line up to buy things. Song Zhaodi was tidying up her vegetable garden.
Song Zhaodi didn't waste the feces pulled by chickens, ducks, and geese, and all spilled into the vegetable field.
The eldest child straddled the schoolbag that Song Zhaodi had made for him with rags, and pulled the second child's hand to open the door. Smelling a stench, the two brothers looked at each other and ran inside. However, the big baby stepped on a pile of chicken shit.
Zhong Dawa's face changed suddenly: "Mother, what are you doing?"
"Do you still want to eat tomatoes and cucumbers?" Song Zhaodi asked.
The big girl choked.
Song Zhaodi put down the shovel and picked up the hoe: "When the shit dries up, it won't stink."
"When can it be dried?" Zhong Dawa asked quickly.
Song Zhaodi looked at the sky and said, "If it doesn't rain, it will take at least three days. When you two enter the house, I will sweep the feces from the road into the floor, so that your father will not be yelled at when he comes home."
"Mother, don't you dislike the smell?" Zhong Dawa asked while covering her nose.
Song Zhaodi rolled his eyes at him: "What do you think?" After a while, "However, it is much better than the cesspool in the countryside."
"You actually said it better?" Zhong Dawa felt incredible, "I clearly remember that you used to think that Sanwa's diapers were dirty, and you asked Dad to wash the diapers."
Song Zhaodi sighed: "I want to live a finer life, but with your three mud children, the fairies in the sky will also become rough old women who eat without washing their hands.
"By the way, Sanwa is at the grandma's house next door. You two take him out to play, eat well and then do homework."
"Okay." Zhong Dawa put the schoolbag in, and suddenly thought, "Mother, you, do you wash your hands when you cook at night?"
Song Zhaodi raised her brows: "It depends on your mood."
"Ah?" Zhong Dawa was surprised, "You can't look at your mood, you have to wash your hands."
"Mother, if you don't wash your hands, you will get sick." Erwa reminded.
Song Zhaodi raised her eyes and saw that the second baby was serious, the older baby was shocked and wanted to laugh inexplicably: "Don't worry, I will wash my hands."
"You must wash your hands." Zhong Dawa was worried, and she didn't forget to explain when she walked to the door.
Song Zhaodi waved her hand and hurriedly got out.
The eldest child turned to the second child, worried: "Mother won't forget?"
"Maybe." Zhong Erwa was sick with diarrhea once, and Song Zhaodi scared him because he didn't wash his hands well before eating. After that, Zhong Erwa was very careful when washing her hands, rubbing it over and over again.
This winter, the faces of the children on the island were very dry from the wind. Because they didn't wash their faces and hands properly, and the elders were busy, it was inevitable that they had some negligence, causing many children's hands to crack.
The three children of Zhong's family wear clothes with patches, because the patches on the clothes are either flowers or small animals, and with clean faces and hands, they feel extra comfortable.
Ma Zhonghua once met the eldest baby and the second baby, and when he came home and saw his two children, he couldn't help but talk about Zhou Shufen learning more from Song Zhaodi and cleaning up the children.
That said, it goes a long way.
Although Song Zhaodi's assurance was obtained, Zhong Dawa still felt that when his mother was busy, it was very likely that she would cook without washing her hands. When Zhong Jianguo came back, Zhong Dawa took Zhong Jianguo to complain.
Seeing his son's worried face, Zhong Jianguo really wanted to say something, it's not clean, it's not sick after eating. However, he knew that once this word reached Song Zhaodi's ears and it was snowing heavily outside, Song Zhaodi would also drive him to sleep on a chair.
"Your mother is teasing you." Zhong Jianguo said, "When she cooks, she puts a firewood under the pot and wipes her hands with a rag. If you don't believe me, go to the kitchen and take a look."
The big baby really ran into the kitchen: "Mother, do you want me to help you?"
"No need." Song Zhaodi said, "Tell your dad to come in to serve the rice, and I'll just fry the vegetables." As he spoke, he stuffed a handful of dried leaves under the pot. Immediately, pick up a rag to wipe your hands, and continue to stir fry.
Zhong Dawa was satisfied, turned his head and called his dad to come in. When Song Zhaodi was not paying attention, she made a face at her and went outside to pull the table and wait for dinner.
Huaguo fought with the Soviet Union. Although the East China Sea Fleet did not receive an order to go to support, no one in the entire army dared to relax, because they were afraid that the United States and Lao Jiang would take advantage of the mess.
Zhong Jianguo ate at home, took a shower, changed his clothes, and drove to the camp.
Song Zhaodi is also not inexplicably flustered like before, she should sleep and eat with her children. It's useless to panic anyway, Zhong Jianguo is a soldier, and it is his duty to obey orders. If Zhong Jianguo was sent out, it would be useless for her to cry blindly.
In September, China and the Soviet Union reached an agreement for a temporary truce. Zhong Dawa is also in the second grade.
Song Zhaodi originally planned very well. During the summer vacation, she brought her three children back and let Zhong Jianguo's uncle meet a few children. However, the north is not stable, and Xiaosong Village is in the north. Song Zhaodi was worried that the situation there was tense, so she did not bring a few children back.
But Zhong Dawa and Zhong Erwa remembered.
Dawa knew that Xiaosong Village belonged to Binhai, and heard Song Zhaodi say that she would take the train to Binhai City and then transfer to Xiaosong Village.
Zhong Weiguo's family is in Binhai City. Zhong Dawa hasn't seen his uncle and aunt for two years, so he misses the Zhong Weiguo family.
There was still a month before the winter vacation, when Zhong Dawa came home from school, it suddenly occurred to me, and when she got home, she asked, "Mother, shall we go to Xiaosong Village during the winter vacation?"
"Why do you ask this all of a sudden?" Song Zhaodi didn't respond for a while.
Zhong Dawa didn't hide Song Zhaodi, but said that she missed his aunt.
Zhong Weiguo and his wife took care of several children. The eldest child missed them, and Song Zhaodi was happy. The child was a conscientious person, so he said, "I'll ask your father when he comes back."
When it got dark, Zhong Jianguo came back.
Xiaosong Village is far from Wengzhou Island. Song Zhaodi and her three children will not be able to return for at least a week. When Zhong Jianguo thought of returning home, it was pitch black and he couldn't even drink a sip of hot soup, so he violated his conscience and said, "It's cold, and it's snowing heavily on the coast. I'll go back later when it's warm."
"It's snowing so early in Binhai?" Song Zhaodi turned to look at the calendar on the wall, "It's only the seventh day of November."
Zhong Jianguo: "It began to snow in the early October of the lunar calendar over there, and the highest temperature during the day was minus ten degrees."
"Then shall we go back?" Song Zhaodi asked the eldest baby and the second baby.
Erwa shook her head again and again and spit out a word: "Cold!"
Dawa was a little disappointed, and didn't make a fuss to go back. However, a month later, when Zhong Dawa finished the exam, when she returned home, she saw Song Zhaodi packing her luggage, her face changed suddenly, she grabbed Song Zhaodi's hand and asked, "Mother, did you quarrel with my father?"
"No." Song Zhaodi looked strange, "Who told you?"
Erwa: "Why did the mother pack her clothes? Brother Lin Zhong said that when his mother and his father quarreled, his mother packed up and returned to her mother's house."
"Isn't mother going back to Xiaosong Village?" Zhong Dawa asked.
Song Zhaodi: "I want to go back, let's go back together."
"Ah?" Zhong Dawa was surprised, "Let's go back too? Why don't we know?"
Song Zhaodi: "Don't say you don't know, I don't know either. Your dad just told me to pack up quickly, and I'll ask fellow villagers to drive us out to sea in their own fishing boats."