Chapter 56

If you want to say it on your own, then I won't ask. When the words came to my lips, I remembered what Sanwa said before. I couldn't believe that the three-year-old and three-month-old kid was so good at playing, and tentatively asked: "Sanwa, what did you just say?"

"Don't ask others, you will lose if you ask others." Zhong Sanwa urged, "Brother Zili, hurry up."

Since he was an idiot right away, he knew what Sanwa was thinking at this time. He was so angry and wanted to laugh, so he did as he wished: "I lost, let's start over."

"Okay." Sanwa happily loosened the flower rope he made and thought about it, "Brother Zili, I'll let you come first."

Self-reliance was happy, and he performed with him: "Thank you Sanwa."

"No thanks." Sanwa's expression was very serious.

Combined with what Sanwa had done before, she was speechless by being self-reliant.

A little baby, one can't play, and the two have to start over after playing at most three times. Because Sanwa was abused so badly by his second brother, even so, he still played with great interest.

Zhong Jianguo came out with a big bag and was very happy to see the four children getting along well, so he smiled and said, "I'm leaving."

"Let's go." Erwa threw a word to his father and said, "Brother reborn, it's your turn."

When the words "Goodbye Uncle" were on his lips, Erwa choked back, and he swallowed again, opened his mouth again, and did not allow him to make a sound, Zhong Jianguo and Song Zhaodi had disappeared at the entrance of the stairs.

"Erwa, your father is gone." Gengsheng reminded him.

Zhong Erwa frowned slightly: "I know. Brother Gengsheng, it's up to you, don't grumble."

"I know it's me." Gengsheng felt tired, "I said your dad went out. Are you worried?"

Zhong Erwa asked back, "Why are you worried?"

I would like to say that it is very likely that it will never come back. Just like his father, tell him to go out to buy something and disappear from this world: "Your father is going to sea."

"Old Jiang doesn't dare to hit Dad." Erwa said and turned the flower rope into his hand.

Why do you need to worry about the hidden meaning? Gengsheng understood and wanted to say that he had a big heart. When he heard the third baby, he giggled happily, so he didn't say anything at all, and devoted himself to accompany the second baby to turn the flower rope.

When making steamed buns, Song Zhaodi had a good plan, just eat some steamed buns at night and drink some cool white ones. However, when they were steaming the buns in the kitchen, they saw that there were half sacks of potatoes under the chopping board. Song Zhaodi asked Dawa, do you want to be jealous and slip potato shreds?

The big baby nodded like smashing garlic.

Song Zhaodi sent Zhong Jianguo away to continue peeling potatoes.

There are two iron pots on the earthen stove of Zhong's house. The big iron pot is steaming steamed buns. Song Zhaodi wanted to use the small iron pot to fry potatoes, so she asked Dawa, "Can you cook two pots?"

"Okay." Zhong Dawa said, seeing Song Zhaodi start to cut potatoes, "Mother, teach me to fry potatoes today."

Song Zhaodi's hand trembled, and she almost cut her hand: "Zhong Dawa, we must eat less oil in our family, otherwise we won't be able to cook for the next month."

"Dad said that the treatment of the army has improved a little." Dawa affirmed, "I will give you a few more gas tickets after the new year."

Song Zhaodi looked back at him: "I'll fry potatoes for you when your dad comes back with a few gas tickets."

"Speaking is what?" Dawa asked quickly.

Song Zhaodi asked back, "Did I tell a lie at home?"

"...No." There was no time in cooking for the time being, and Zhong Dawa asked again, "Dad is gone, who will buy the duck?"

Song Zhaodi: "I'll go."

"I'll go with my mother." Dawa didn't wait for Song Zhaodi to speak, and said, "I'll help you pick up the dishes."

Song Zhaodi was tired, and regretted that she had conquered several children with meals. However, this was the case. The next morning, Song Zhaodi woke up and could only wake up the big baby.

Sit up and get dressed.

Song Zhaodi was startled, and patted him on the shoulder quickly: "It's cold, you guys continue to sleep. We go to the non-staple food factory to buy things, the big baby is thinking about the delicious food there, so she insists on going with me, in fact, I don't want to take him with me. ."

"Mother!" The big boy who was looking for cotton pants said loudly, "You hurry up and wash your face and brush your teeth."

Seeing that the big baby was a little uncomfortable, he pursed his lips and smiled, and got into the bed.

After eight o'clock, Song Zhaodi and Dawa came back.

Sister-in-law Duan, who was sweeping the floor in the yard, watched Song Zhaodi carry a large bag, and the eldest child was carrying two ducks. When her eyes hurt, she threw away the broom and ran to Zhong's house.

Arriving at Zhong's house, seeing the big baby coming out with a big knife, Sister Duan's eyelids jumped: "Xiao Song, you buy so many things again?"

Song Zhaodi inexplicably thought of her cheap mother. Mother Song seized the opportunity to be alone with her, and the first sentence was to ask if she was pregnant. The second sentence must be, don't spend money lavishly, save some money for later use.

What Mrs. Duan wanted to say next, Song Zhaodi didn't want to, and knew: "Daddy wants to buy it."

"Big baby?" Sister-in-law Duan turned to the big baby.

The big baby gestured with the big knife, and found that Mrs. Duan was looking at him and smiled: "Grandma, our family makes braised duck during Chinese New Year, will you come to our house for dinner?"

"You just ate lard residue yesterday." Sister Duan reminded.

Zhong Dawa nodded and didn't understand for a while: "What does the lard residue have to do with ducks?"

"It's okay." Song Zhaodi laughed, "Put down the knife and kill after eating. Now I'm going to cook with me."

Zhong Dawa didn't move: "Cook some rice porridge and warm up a few buns. Mother, go ahead."

Seeing him staring at the duck, Sister-in-law Duan wanted to eat it right away. She shook her head helplessly and found a big bag by the door. She thought it was the one Song Zhaodi had just carried: "What's in it?"

"Pig bones, kelp, white radish and garlic sprouts." Song Zhaodi said, "Auntie, a few children like to eat winter bamboo shoots. Whenever you go to the mountains to dig bamboo shoots, I'll go with you."

Wengzhou Island is a small island surrounded by the sea. For the islanders, the island is quite large, but the relatively flat area is only enough for people to live in and cannot grow crops. The men of the islanders go out to sea to fish, while the women and children go up the mountain to pick the treasures.

Because most of the islanders' houses are built on the mountain, the local government wants to classify the mountain as collective ownership, and the islanders are not allowed to go up to the mountain for picking without permission, and they can't stop it. After all, you can climb the mountain by climbing over your own wall. Unless the government sends people 24 hours a day to watch at the door of every house.

The government office, which has now been changed to the Revolutionary Committee, has a total of only ten people. Not to mention that the islanders are not allowed to go up the mountain. They do not know what is on the mountain.

After all, the entire Wengzhou Island is mountainous.

If you can't control it, you can't control it, and the Revolutionary Committee simply doesn't care. It's just that the fish caught at sea are divided equally by population.

The mountain is not under the control of the Revolutionary Committee, and anyone can go up the mountain. The islanders go up the mountain to dig bamboo shoots, and the family members of the military also follow. Sister-in-law Duan has nothing to do at home, and goes up the mountain every three days. Don't go into the mountain, just wander around the foot of the mountain, pick up mushrooms, dig up winter bamboo shoots, and pick up some firewood.

Half of the firewood piled in the Zhong's kitchen came from Mrs. Duan.

Sister-in-law Duan was angry that Song Zhaodi would not listen to her advice and would not be able to live. Seeing that she also knew how to go up the mountain to dig bamboo shoots, Lao Huai was relieved: "I am fine today, I can go up the mountain today."

Song Zhaodi smiled and said, "I can't do it today. I have to wash my clothes in the morning, clean up the ducks, and make cotton pants for Zi Li and Rehabilitation in the afternoon. The cotton pants they are wearing now are the ones of Dawa and Erwa. They have been wearing them since they came back from Binhai. It's been ten days. Even if you don't need to wash it through your inner clothes, you have to change it to dry it."

"Then I'll help you sew together." Sister-in-law Duan saw the large package of food, and couldn't help but say, "Xiao Song, your family has received a lot of cabbage this year. You will make some cabbage in the morning and evening, and make noodles with cabbage at noon. One winter is over."

Zhong Dawa frowned. Three meals of cabbage a day? I'm going to eat him to death.

Seeing that the baby was impatient, Song Zhaodi said quickly, "I know, I know, auntie, go home and cook. It's time for our family to cook."

"I know, you think I'm nagging." Sister-in-law Duan sighed, shook her head, and turned to walk out.

Da Wa looked at Sister Duan's back and whispered, "Grandma Liu, I don't like her anymore."

"She is also for our good." Song Zhaodi said, "We spent nearly three yuan today. If we use it every day, and buy some milk powder, snow cream, toothpaste and other things, we will spend at least one hundred yuan a month. When Liu Ping and Liu Wei were both at home, your grandma Liu's family only used twenty yuan a month."

Dawa did the math: "Our family spends a lot of money."

"Yes." Song Zhaodi smiled, "So you can't blame your grandma Liu for nagging. People who really care about us will persuade us to save a bit. However, making money is for use. Otherwise, making money is meaningless."

Zhong Dawa's eyes rolled: "Then let's fry garlic sprouts in the morning?"

"Don't even think about it." Song Zhaodi said, "Eat porridge and steamed buns this morning. Go and see if there are eggs in the chicken coop. If there are eggs, I can make scrambled eggs with shallots for you."

Zhong Dawa ran and said, "I'll take a look." She didn't dislike the stink in the chicken coop. She went in and rummaged for eggs, found four, took them out and put them in the living room, and went to pick the green onion leaves.

Zili dressed Sanwa and led him down. Seeing that Dawa was pressing the water, he ran over quickly, "Dawa, I'll press the water, you can rest."

"Okay." Dawa said, "Don't press the water. The water you just pressed is very hot. Mother said, press the water when you use it, so that your hands will not freeze."

Self-reliance: "You don't need it now?"

"No." The big baby took out the green onions in the basin, "Okay. You go wash your face and brush your teeth, and the scrambled eggs with the shallots are ready, and we can eat."

Think on your own: "I'm going to make a fire."

"What's the fire?" Zhong Dawa was puzzled, "Mother made it on the stove." After speaking, she walked into the house and saw Erwa holding the rehabilitated arm at the door, her eyebrows twitched, "Mother, Zhong Erwa cut a hole in his cotton pants again."

"I didn't cut it." Zhong Erwa said loudly, "Mother, the cotton pants were torn by myself, and my brother wronged me."

Zhong Dawa snorted: "Don't think you don't know, it didn't break yesterday, but it broke today? You have teeth on your legs."

"Give me the onions first." Song Zhaodi came out of the kitchen, "Er baby, if you don't tell the truth, I'll sew a mouse or a toad on your pants when I turn around."

Zhong Erwa's face changed slightly: "Mother..."

"Your mother never lies." Song Zhaodi thought that Zhong Jianguo was gone, and the family lacked a pillar, and this year would be very different. However, seeing a litter of children, Song Zhaodi dared to guarantee that no one's house was as lively as hers, "Second baby, I count three—"

Zhong Erwa pursed her lips: "Okay, okay, I said. The pants are a little rotten, I'll break them with my hands, and they'll be torn. Mother, I said, you have to sew me a panda. "

Song Zhaodi wondered, "How do you know about pandas?"

"I know too, mother." Zhong Dawa said, "Lin Zhong's father likes to smoke. He has a box of Panda brand cigarettes at home. Lin Zhong's father is very precious. Lin Zhong said that it was given to his father by Commander Wu. When it's over, the cigarette case is not willing to throw it away, and it is placed on the top of their house."

Song Zhaodi didn't know what to say: "Zhong Erwa, Zhong Erwa, you are really amazing."

"Mother, is panda meat delicious, or bear blind man's meat?" Zhong Dawa was very curious.

Song Zhaodi choked: "Your meat is the best, I'll chop you up when I look back, and leave it for us for the New Year." After speaking, she turned around and left.

Zhong Dawa was stunned for a moment, then turned around and asked, "Zi Li, is your aunt angry?"

"Big baby, pandas can't be eaten." Zi Li said before he could speak, "Don't ask me why, I don't know."

Zhong Dawa tutted, a little pity: "Okay. Maybe the panda meat is poisonous. By the way, go brush your teeth and wash your face."

Let's tug at his brother. Zi Li knew he had something to say.

The two brothers washed the faces of the second baby and the third baby first, and when the brothers entered, Gengsheng asked in a low voice, "Brother, have you noticed that the Zhong family is very strange."

Zili nodded and glanced at the door, I'm afraid Dawa and Song Zhaodi suddenly came out: "Aunt Song is weird, Dawa is weird, Erwa is weird, Sanwa can't see it for now, but I also think it's weird, not like a threesome. An old child. But I can't tell what's wrong. Anyway, only Uncle Zhong is normal in the Zhong family. "

"Uncle Zhong is also strange." Gengsheng said, "The eldest child is greedy, and the second child loves beauty, and Uncle Zhong doesn't care."

Self-reliance: "Uncle Zhong definitely doesn't know."

"The eldest baby and the second baby are his sons." Gengsheng whispered, "Dad said before that he knew his son Moruofu."

Zili remembered his father, and his eyes instantly turned red: "I don't know what happened to grandpa."

"Let's ask Aunt Song?" Gengsheng said, "Please ask Aunt Song to ask Uncle Zhao."

Song Zhaodi came out with the dishes, but she didn't see self-reliance and rebirth. She walked to the door and shouted, "Self-reliance, rehabilitate, eat—" Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the two children beside the sink under the porch, "Hurry up and wash." The expressions of the two made their hearts panic, "Why are you crying? Is it because the baby is naughty and makes you angry?"