Chapter 53

Song Zhaodi suddenly felt like she was punching cotton, she couldn't help but glared at Zhong Jianguo: "Go upstairs!"

"Ah? Hey!" Zhong Jianguo was overjoyed, and quickly followed, and said as he walked, "Comrade Song Zhaodi, I have to say that I can marry you in this life because I was a good person in my last life."

Song Zhaodi turned her head and glanced at him. Seeing his sullen face, she was very angry and funny: "Zhong Jianguo, you are the head of the regiment." Make a face.

"No no no." Zhong Tuan said, "I am just the child's father at home, your husband."

Song Zhaodi inexplicably missed Zhong Jianguo, who was often blocked by her two years ago. She couldn't help frowning: "Why are you so poor now?"

"You are good at training." Zhong Jianguo blurted out.

Song Zhaodi said coldly, "What did you say? Say it again."

"I said the children are sleeping." Zhong Jianguo pushed open the door, "Go in and say, go in and say."

Zili heard the sound of "bang", his hands trembled in fright, he took off half of his cotton trousers and fell to the ground, turned his head to look for Zhong Dawa, but saw Zhong Dawa taking off Sanwa's jacket, as if he hadn't heard.

The nine-year-old self-reliance is already sensible, and he knows the situation of his family very well. If others are willing to adopt him and rehabilitate him, that is a great risk. Therefore, self-reliance does not dare to cause trouble to anyone, and does not dare to talk nonsense, because he is afraid of making others angry and driving him and Regenerate out.

But he was only nine years old when he was self-reliant, so he was worried about overwhelming his worries: "Big baby, your mother and father, do you want to go and see?"

"What are you looking at?" Zhong Dawa tucked Sanwa into the quilt and turned her head to ask.

Reborn pointed to the outside.

Zhong Dawa waved his hand: "It's fine. You'll know later. They didn't quarrel for three days. It must be because my father was busy with work and didn't care about quarreling."

"Is it alright?" Self-reliance worried.

Zhong Dawa stepped on the ladder and climbed onto the bed: "It's alright." She lifted the quilt and got in, "Hey, my mother put two hot water bottles for us, come up quickly, the quilt is warm inside."

Seeing this, he slowly climbed up: "Your mother and your father like to quarrel?"

"They are just like children, arguing for a while and making up." Zhong Dawa pointed to the inside, "You sleep here. You have never slept in such a high bed, don't fall off."

It is true that I have never slept in self-reliance. Seeing that the big baby is very talkative, he boldly asked: "Why don't you call your mother and mother?"

The eldest lady is short, which sounds awkward. However, these words were self-reliant and did not dare to say.

Zhong Dawa lay down, tucked the quilt and said, "My mother is dead, and my mother is not my mother."

Zi Li suddenly widened his eyes, didn't quite believe it, and said tentatively, "You said, your mother is your stepmother?"

"Yes." Zhong Dawa nodded, looking up to see Zi Li's shocked face, "What's wrong with you?"

Self-reliance blurted out: "It doesn't look like it."

"It's not like what?" Zhong Dawa blinked, "My mother is twenty-four years old and I am eight years old. My mother said that she was only in her teens when I was born, and others will know that my mother is not my biological mother at a glance. what."

Zili shook his head: "I thought your mother just looked younger. What I said was not true. She was not like your stepmother, but like your own mother." Because of this, when I was in Xiaosong Village, I heard villagers Speaking of Zhong Jianguo's second marriage, he didn't think elsewhere, "You, you seem to like her very much."

"Ah? That's what you mean." Zhong Dawa understood, "My mother is the best stepmother in the world." After speaking, she turned her face and shouted down, "Er baby, isn't it?"

Zhong Erwa crawled onto the bed and replied, "Yes." Then she asked, "Brother, what does our mother look like? I forgot."

Zhong Dawa thought about it for a while, but she didn't remember it for a while. In a panic, I lifted the quilt and climbed out of bed, opened the box, and pulled out a few photos from under the clothes and handed it to Erwa: "This is our mother."

"That's it." Zhong Erwa barely had a slight impression when she saw the photo. It was just a vague shadow. She was not interested and returned the photo to Zhong Dawa.

Sanwa stretched out her arm: "I'll see who it is."

"Our mother." Zhong Dawa handed the photo to Sanwa.

Sanwa took a serious look: "I don't know."

Zhong Dawa stretched out his hand like a slap in the face, and his own mother could forget it. He raised his hand and suddenly thought that when his mother died, the second baby was very young, and the third baby couldn't speak: "I'll know it after watching it a few more times."

"Oh." Sanwa seemed to understand, "Brother, why did my mother die?"

Zhong Dawa thought about it carefully: "I don't remember either. I'll ask my father tomorrow."

"Okay." Zhong Sanwa got into the quilt and exclaimed, "Brother Gengsheng, you are so hot, even hotter than the older brother."

Zhong Dawa turned around and put the photo back. She didn't hear Regenerate's words. She reached out and touched Regenerate's head: "Are you sick?"

"No." Gengsheng said.

Zhong Dawa's eyes widened: "Can you speak?"

Gengsheng nodded.

"Then why don't you speak." Zhong Dawa frowned, "My mother said, you have to answer what someone asks you. If you don't want to answer, you can say you don't know, but it's rude not to speak."

Gengsheng opened his mouth: "I see."

"That's right, that's it." Like a little monkey, Zhong Dawa quickly climbed into the bed, and did not forget to say to Zi Li and Xin Sheng, "The urinal is by the wall, you wake up in the morning and put it in the urinal, don't go to the toilet. ."

Self-reliance does not understand: "Why?"

"Mother said that the urine should be kept on the ground." Zhong Dawa said, her eyes lit up, and she said with a smile, "The lettuce we ate at night, and the shallots in the scrambled eggs with shallots are delicious, right?"

Self-reliance nodded subconsciously: "It's delicious."

"Do you know why?" Zhong Dawa deliberately asked, "Because the dishes were drenched with our urine."

Zi Li hurriedly covered his mouth, pushed away Zhong Dawa and ran down.

Zhong Dawa was startled, and hurriedly followed, seeing Zi Li lying on the urinal, "wow, wow" and vomiting continuously, her face changed greatly, and she hurriedly shouted, "Dad, mother, it's not good!"

Zhong Jianguo rolled over and sat up, pushed open the door of the child's room, and saw four children standing in a row, all worried on their faces, squatted on the ground and retched, and quickly asked, "What's going on?"

"I don't know either." Zhong Dawa said, "I was talking to him when he suddenly vomited."

Song Zhaodi came in wearing a cotton-padded coat and asked, "It's so late if you don't sleep, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing to talk about." Zhong Dawa said, her eyes flashing.

Song Zhaodi said blankly: "I really didn't say anything? Zhong Dawa, as I said, I like honest children. You can lie, but you can only tell white lies."

"I, I said to use urine to pour vegetables." Zhong Dawa lowered his head, "If I had known this, I would not have said it."

Zhong Jianguo looked at Song Zhaodi, and then at the self-reliance in thin clothes: "Is this disgusting?"

"Definitely." Song Zhaodi tapped Dawa's forehead, "You can be naughty. Sooner or later I have to beat you up." Turning to Zhong Jianguo, "Go pour some water and rinse your mouth."

Zhong Dawa hurriedly said, "I'm going to pour the water."

"Stop!" Song Zhaodi said, "Next time you dare to be self-reliant on purpose, I'll let your dad cook for a week."

Zhong Dawa hurriedly explained: "Mother, I'm joking with Zili." After a while, "I'll be fine if I give birth."

"We covered our heads and didn't hear what Brother Dawa said." After Gengsheng finished speaking, he looked at Song Zhaodi, is my brother alright?

Song Zhaodi: "It's fine. To be self-reliant, crops need fertilizer, and this fertilizer, in addition to animal manure, human manure is also a type of fertilizer." He patted his back lightly, "It's not directly poured on vegetables."

Zhong Jianguo came in with the water in his hand: "We ate all the dishes tonight. Think about it for yourself, as Dawa said, will he eat it? Dawa is not stupid."

Zi Li froze, raised his head, turned to Zhong Dawa, saw his head bowed, and realized later, "He deliberately teased me?"

"Yes." Zhong Jianguo handed him the porcelain jar: "Drink two mouthfuls and rinse your mouth, don't swallow."

Zhong Dawa saw that his eyes were red from vomiting, and she felt that the joke was too much, so she was very embarrassed: "I'm sorry, stand on your own."

"It doesn't matter." The water in his mouth spit out, and he gave Zhong Jianguo the tank on his own, and picked up the urinal.

Song Zhaodi hurriedly stopped: "Tell you Uncle Zhong. You are wearing thin clothes, hurry up to the bed, don't get cold and get sick." After a pause, "You guys also hurry in. Zhong Dawa, if you dare to be naughty—"

"Just ask Dad to cook." Zhong Dawa replied, "I must not be naughty. Go to bed." At most, he will be naughty when Dad is not at home.

Song Zhaodi glared at him: "Go to sleep. No matter how stupid you are, get up and endorse me."

Zhong Jianguo sent the urinal to his son's room, and when he came back, he couldn't help but say, "This baby Zhong is getting more and more skinny." Turning to Song Zhaodi, "He's afraid of you, so take the opportunity to treat him well. "

"He's not afraid of me, because he's afraid that I won't cook." Song Zhaodi said, "If rice and oil don't need a ticket, I can support five children with one salary. But... Zhong Jianguo, go to the non-staple food factory tomorrow to see if there is anything. No yams, potatoes and sweet potatoes. If there are, buy a hundred pounds of each."

Zhong Jianguo exclaimed: "So many?"

"Those things are also staple foods." Song Zhaodi said, "Sweet potatoes can also be made into sweet potato flour, sweet potato flour can also be made into jelly, and jelly can be eaten as a dish."

Zhong Jianguo was curious: "How do you even know all this?"

"Fifty years from now, you can find whatever you want to eat." Song Zhaodi said, "I used to like to eat. When I was on a plane, or when I was eating, I would look at food shows when I think of it. Nope. Might have to ask someone else."

Zhong Jianguo: "Then I'll take a look tomorrow morning. By the way, what should I eat in the morning?"

"As soon as the eldest child does that, she definitely doesn't want to eat vegetables. You can buy four fish tomorrow, five pounds of bones, and some kelp for lunch and dinner." Song Zhaodi said, "Cook porridge in the morning and make pancakes. Cook six more salted duck eggs."

Seeing her thoughtful consideration, Zhong Jianguo admired and moved: "You don't have to go to class tomorrow, don't get up too early."

"No, I have to go to the city tomorrow." There is no TV at home, and it gets dark early in winter, so Song Zhaodi often goes to bed after nine o'clock. Today, the self-reliance and vomiting happened, and it was not ten o'clock when Song Zhaodi and Zhong Jianguo turned off the lights and went to bed.

At six o'clock, Song Zhaodi woke up. It seemed that she got up early, and Song Zhaodi slept quite well.

After Song Zhaodi made ten oil cakes about forty centimeters in diameter, Zhong Jianguo also came back. didn't buy yam, so brought back 200 catties of sweet potatoes and 100 catties of potatoes. The pork bones and fish that Song Zhaodi wanted were also bought.

When Zhong Jianguo entered the house, he found that several children didn't get up. He was surprised: "Did that foodie didn't come down to help you make a fire?"

"It's cold, I don't think I can remember it." Song Zhaodi said, "You cook some porridge, and I'll go up and call them."

The child is getting older, Song Zhaodi no longer pushes the door directly as she did two years ago, knocks on the door, and hears a voice inside, who is it? Song Zhaodi responded before pushing the door and entering: "Get up and eat."

"I'm getting dressed." Zhong Dawa put on a cotton-padded coat for Sanwa, and beckoned at the self-reliance and rejuvenation, "Let's go." Like a big brother who took the lead, he went out first.

Self-reliance and rebirth subconsciously follow.

Song Zhaodi shook her head and laughed: "Dad, do your homework when you have a good meal, and you can't go when others come to play with you, you know?"

"I know." Zhong Dawa said, "but, mother, don't teach me math in the future."

Song Zhaodi didn't understand: "Why?"

"Because you taught me, when the teacher taught addition and subtraction, I didn't want to listen to it, and if I didn't want to listen to the teacher, he scolded me." Zhong Dawa frowned, "It's annoying."

Song Zhaodi's heart moved: "Dad, can you do all the questions in your math book?"

"I can even do multiplication and division." Zhong Dawa said, "Mother, you forgot, you told me to memorize the multiplication formula. I know multiplication, and of course addition and subtraction."

Song Zhaodi thought for a while: "The next semester starts, if your teacher directly teaches you the content of the third grade, can you keep up?"

"It should be possible." Zhong Dawa is also not sure, mainly because he doesn't know what to study in the third grade.

Song Zhaodi nodded: "Okay, I understand, I will teach you something else in the future." Immediately, she added, "Self-reliance, the school in Shencheng may not be the same as the school here, I just said yesterday that you will be in the second grade. ,is it okay?"

"Okay." Zi Li said, hesitating for a while, "Actually, I haven't been to school for half a year."

Song Zhaodi's brows twitched: "That woman didn't send you there?"

"She said that I couldn't understand the people of Shencheng." Zili said, "Said that when I learn the Shencheng dialect, I will be sent there."

Song Zhaodi scolded inwardly, "Don't be sad, the past is over, and I will go with Dawa in the future."

"Thank you, Auntie." When Zili shouted "Auntie", he deliberately looked at Song Zhaodi.

Song Zhaodi noticed and smiled: "You can call your aunt at home, go out, or when someone asks you, you must say mother and father."

"I know." Zi Li pursed his lips and smiled.

Song Zhaodi patted his head, and then said, "Don't eat too much this morning. If I come back late at noon, daddy, you can make some milk powder and malted milk for your brother and brother."

"Mother, I'm all grown up." Zhong Dawa waved her hand, "don't worry."

Song Zhaodi was not at ease, for fear that several children would forget what she had told her, so they deliberately locked the door when they went out.

It's cold in winter, and a few children actually don't want to go out. After Song Zhaodi left, the five little guys ran upstairs and got into the bed. Dawa took out his English book and planned to be a teacher for half a day.

Self-reliant knowledge of characters, seeing English as a first-year textbook, was very surprised, and asked Dawa where the book came from.

Dawa said that it was Song Zhaodi's teaching textbook, and she was even more surprised to be self-reliant. He thought Song Zhaodi was a Chinese or math teacher, but he never expected to be an English teacher.

With a bald mouth, he self-reliantly told the truth.

Zhong Dawa started to fidget. She turned out all the patched clothes and pointed them to the two brothers Zili and Regen: "The little animals on this are all cut by my mother, don't they look good?"

"It's beautiful." Gengsheng, who didn't like talking, couldn't help but say, "Your mother is amazing."

Zhong Dawa suddenly thought of what Song Zhaodi once said, self-reliance and rebirth have no father or mother, and thought for a while: "my mother will also be your mother in the future. You, do you have any ripped clothes, give it to me, I will call my mother back. Help you make up for it."

"Thank you." Zili didn't want to cause trouble to Song Zhaodi, but when he saw the small animals on Zhong Dawa's clothes, he was very itchy, so he took out all his clothes and his clothes and searched for the damaged clothes.

Zhong Dawa found that Gengsheng envied him, thought about it, opened the cabinet again, and found the sandals made by Song Zhaodi: "Look, my mother also made them."

"Is this a shoe?" Self-reliance was uncertain.

Zhong Dawa: "Of course. The sandals you wear in summer will be cool. Wait until my mother comes back, no, there are still many days before summer. When summer arrives, I will ask my mother to help you make them."

"Thank you." Zi Li only pulled out four pieces of clothes with holes, "There are only so many." The tone was very regrettable.

Zhong Erwa reminded: "Then use scissors to cut a few."

"Prodigal son!" Zhong Dawa glared at him and suddenly thought, "Zhong Erwa, there are holes in your clothes, did you cut them yourself?"

Zhong Erwa's face changed slightly: "No!"

"It must be." Zhong Dawa pointed at him, "I'll tell my mother when my mother is back."

Zhong Erwa said loudly: "No! Tell your mother, I won't call you brother in the future. If you fight with others, I won't help you."

"If you don't help me, help me with self-reliance and rehabilitation." Zhong Dawa asked, "Self-reliance and rehabilitation, if I fight with others, will you help me?"

Self-reliance said: "It's not good to fight."

"Don't worry about it, will you help or not?" Zhong Dawa asked.

Self-reliance: "Help."

Zhong Dawa turned to Rehabilitation: "Should I call my brother?"

"Big brother." Gengsheng said.

Zhong Dawa looked at Erwa: "I don't need you to be a helper."

"Then I'll tell my mother, you fight with others." Zhong Erwa snorted.

Zhong Dawa frowned: "Believe it or not, I'll beat you now?"

"Dad, your mother said that if we are not obedient, we will not be able to cook delicious food in the afternoon." Zili reminded.

Zhong Dawa hurriedly put down his fist and pointed at Erwa: "Let me go."

"If you don't sue, I won't sue." Zhong Erwa said.

Zhong Dawa: "Okay." However, when Song Zhaodi came back at noon, when Dawa ran to help Song Zhaodi cook the rice, she told all the things Erwa did.

Song Zhaodi: "I know."

Zhong Dawa's eyes widened in shock: "You know?"

"Natural wear and tear are not the same as those cut by scissors." Song Zhaodi said, "Didn't you find it? I used scissors and kept the scissors high, because I was afraid that Erwa would pull out the scissors and cut them randomly, and then cut to my own hands. However, your younger brother is smart. He doesn't have scissors at home, so he goes to another home to cut them."

Zhong Dawa hurriedly asked, "Then why don't you beat him?"

"He cut his own clothes, not mine." Song Zhaodi said, "Besides, you don't have many clothes. When you grow up, Erwa will feel stupid when she thinks about what she did. ."

Zhong Dawa nodded: "It's just stupid. By the way, mother, where did you get so many books?"

"Only our family knows about the book, and we can't tell anyone." Song Zhaodi said, "Ma Zhenxing and Lin Zhong can't tell either."

Seeing that she was serious, Zhong Dawa nodded: "I won't talk about it in the future."

In the morning, Song Zhaodi bought five kilograms of cotton in the city. When she came back, she passed a house and found smoke in the yard. She was lying in the crack of the door and saw that several people were burning books, and their faces were very sad.

Song Zhaodi thought about it for a while, then knocked on the door, went in and got the unburned book, put it in the cotton and brought it back. When I got home, I found that it was not a high school textbook, and it was still full of traditional Chinese characters. Song Zhaodi looked dizzy for a while, not to mention disappointed.

However, this incident gave Song Zhaodi an inspiration, she could go to the library more.

On the twenty-fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, Song Zhaodi, on the pretext of buying New Year's goods, and Mrs. Duan went to Yongcheng across the sea from Wengzhou Island.

When they got to the city, the two went straight to the library.

Song Zhaodi asked someone to inquire, and learned that half of the books in the library were damaged, and the other half were pulled to the garbage dump. The two first went to the cooperative to buy a bunch of things, and then went straight to the garbage dump.

Every time Song Zhaodi and Sister Duan went out, they wore tattered clothes. The two told the garbage disposal person to pick out a few butt-wiping papers, and the other party didn't have any doubts.

The two searched for more than an hour, found more than 20 books, put them in sacks and carried them back to the island. Sister-in-law Duan put her heart back in her stomach, and couldn't help but talk to Song Zhaodi: "Your Uncle Liu told me that the commander asked you to adopt you for self-reliance and rehabilitate if he thought you were kind. Song-"

"Auntie, no one will know except you." Song Zhaodi said, "When I gave the high school textbook to the principal tomorrow, I said it was my own or my classmate's textbook."

Sister-in-law Duan suddenly thought: "Where are your high school textbooks?"

"It was borrowed by someone else." Song Zhaodi said, "The year I was admitted to university, the villagers looked envious and wanted to train a college student. They also wanted to save money on buying books, so they asked me to borrow books." These are all In fact, "I didn't pay it back later, and I didn't ask for it when I didn't think I needed it."

Sister-in-law Duan: "Then why did you suddenly think of teaching junior high school students what they learned only in high school?"

"I usually taught Dawa some addition, subtraction, multiplication and division when I was free. Dawa said, because I taught him, he would know what the teacher taught." Song Zhaodi said, "I was thinking, if the teacher explained the content a little deeper, Daddy wouldn't say that.

"So I thought that in the future, the children on our island will go to high school, and the high school teachers are not in the mood to teach. The children have learned a little when they go to junior high school, and they can learn by themselves by looking at the high school textbooks."

Sister-in-law Duan admired: "Xiao Song, you think so far."

"I always feel that the country will not always be like this." Song Zhaodi said, "Probably because I have learned a lot, and I usually think a lot. By the way, aunt, the next time you see Commander Zhao's wife, tell her not to give it to him. Our fuel and food stamps are gone."

When Sister-in-law Duan gave Song Zhaodi two kilograms of fuel tickets a few days ago, Song Zhaodi didn't say anything and was quite happy: "Why not?"

"They asked you to deliver things, so they indirectly reminded them to be self-reliant and rehabilitated once. They borrowed to live in our house." Song Zhaodi said, "I want the children to treat the Zhong family as their own home, so they don't have to worry about being kicked out like the last time. Besides, Jianguo and I have high wages and can afford to raise a few children."

Sister-in-law Duan tentatively asked, "Are the two children unhappy?"

"After you left last time, the two children were silent for a while, probably because they were worried about how long they could stay in our house." Song Zhaodi thought back, "Although I don't want to raise so many children, but the children have come to our house and I have to be responsible for them. ."