Chapter 66

Zhong Dawa's complexion changed drastically with a light sentence, and she quickly said, "Mother, I know I'm wrong."

"That's why I didn't say that you won't be allowed to eat." Song Zhaodi said, "I said standing for a day tomorrow because you haven't come up with a more appropriate way. If you come up with it, the punishment tomorrow will be cancelled."

Zhong Dawa grimaced: "Mother, one night is not enough."

"Your brothers Qixin can win against people who are several years older than you." Song Zhaodi said, "I believe your brothers Qixin can also come up with a good way."

Zhong Dawa wanted to cry: "Mother, I don't dare anymore."

"Don't dare to do it doesn't mean you won't do it again in the future." Song Zhaodi said, "Let's eat first."

Song Zhaodi didn't know Commander Zhao's lover, but she had heard that Commander Zhao's lover worked in the hospital, and she knew her surname was Liang.

Hearing Zhong Jianguo calling out to Nurse Liang, Song Zhaodi guessed that she was here to visit Zi-Reliance and Rehabilitation, and turned to Sister-in-law Duan: "Auntie, have you eaten before?" take away. Self-reliance and rehabilitation are fine.

"I've eaten it." Sister-in-law Duan didn't hear it, "It was rumored everywhere just now that your five children beat three children who were several years older than them. I'm worried that a few of them will be injured, so I'll come and have a look. I'm relieved to see that they're all right." With that said, she turned to Nurse Liang, what else do you want to ask?

Nurse Liang didn't tell anyone, including Mrs. Duan, before she came. Even if Song Zhaodi was extremely intelligent, she could not have guessed that she would come over, and there would be no play for her.

Seeing that Song Zhaodi was so strict with her children, and the Zhong family's food was better than hers, Nurse Liang was relieved: "I should go back too, it's getting late."

"Then I'll see you off." Song Zhaodi stood up and saw the five children still standing against the wall, glaring at them, "Hurry up and wash your hands and eat." However, the five children didn't move until Song Zhaodi walked out. Go to the kitchen and scoop up hot water to wash your hands.

In the early spring, the temperature difference between morning and night is large, and the daytime is hot and the night is cool.

It was almost nine o'clock when the family ate and the five children took a bath. In the middle of the night and the weather was cold, Song Zhaodi did not train the children any more, but let them go to the bed to reflect.

After closing the door, Zi Li couldn't wait to ask: "Dad, if we can't figure out a way to satisfy my aunt and uncle, will my aunt really punish us tomorrow?"

"My mother never lies." Zhong Dawa climbed into the bed, lay in the bed, looked at the pale and pale ceiling, and sighed, "What should I do tomorrow?"

Gengsheng: "I think the first thing to do is to figure out what the aunt is angry with."

"We're angry, let's fight." Erwa replied.

Zhong Dawa: "We have fought with others before, and my mother is not angry. My mother is angry with Sanwa."

"I didn't make the mother angry." Zhong Sanwa said, "Mother said that eldest brother is disobedient."

Zhong Dawa snorted: "Mother told us before that you can tear and bite when you fight with others, but you can't copy guys. Of the five of us, only you have scissors in your hand."

"Second brother gave it to me." Sanwa was young, and Song Zhaodi didn't remember what Song Zhaodi said before. Now that he can remember, he can't understand why he can't copy the guy in a fight.

Gengsheng said: "So, Auntie is not only angry that we use scissors, but also angry that we are not obedient."

"Not being obedient is the same thing as using scissors." Zhong Dawa said.

Song Zhaodi saw Zhong Jianguo sneaking in, and asked in a low voice, "What's the situation?"

"I'm discussing how to deal with you." Zhong Jianguo lifted the quilt, "I think we have to discuss it until twelve o'clock. Let's go to bed first. Anyway, they don't have to go to school tomorrow, they won't sleep all night, and they can make up for sleep during the day."

Song Zhaodi glanced at him: "You have a big heart. Your son almost stabbed others in the eye today."

"Don't worry, if they fight with others in the future, they will never dare to copy the guy again." Zhong Jianguo said, "Tonight's event is enough for a few children to remember for a lifetime."

Song Zhaodi disagreed: "Only the big baby can remember."

"Self-reliance and rebirth are honest children. Today should be the first fight between the two of them in their lives. I can't forget it." Zhong Jianguo said, "How do you plan to clean up the second baby?"

Song Zhaodi: "Fight a snake and hit seven inches."

"Really cruel." Zhong Jianguo clicked, but didn't feel sorry for Erwa, and reached out to turn off the light.

The next morning, while Song Zhaodi was washing her face, she saw five children come out of the house and asked with a smile, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Mother, we know we're wrong." Zhong Dawa begged for mercy, "We've figured out a way, can we tell you?"

Song Zhaodi nodded: "You said."

Zhong Dawa: "In the future, when we have a dispute with others, we have to reason first, and then beat them up. If they do it first, we can't greet them with things, and we have to beat them down with our own fists. "

"What if the other party copied the guy?" Song Zhaodi asked.

Zhong Dawa was stunned, he didn't expect this situation: "Then we, no, no, we also don't copy guys." Pause, "But, mother, they have something in their hands, we have nothing, we will The head was beaten with blood."

"Then you can say that his dad is here." Song Zhaodi said, "When they stop, kick things away. If you can't even do this, he will cause trouble for me all day long. I will make a table. If you eat, you will be punished to stand against the wall for a day."

Zhong Dawa's eyes lit up: "Mother's intention not to punish us today?"

"For the sake of your serious reflection, I'll spare you for a while." Song Zhaodi said, "The work of pouring vegetables and cleaning chicken coops, duck pens and goose pens is also yours."

Zhong Dawa asked subconsciously, "Dad didn't clean up?"

"I specially leave it for you to clean up." Song Zhaodi said.

The eldest baby, the second baby, Zi Li and Rehabilitation suddenly wanted to go back upstairs and sleep until tomorrow morning.

A child as old as Sanwa was curious about everything, but instead became very interested, and said to Song Zhaodi, "Mother, I will press the water and water the vegetables."

"Three babies are the best." Song Zhaodi put down her toothbrush and bamboo cup and glanced at her four eldest sons, "Think about the consequences before doing anything in the future. I promise that every punishment will be unforgettable for you."

Zhong Dawa wanted to cry: "Mother, it's already unforgettable."

"Then be honest." Song Zhaodi said, "Go wash your face and brush your teeth quickly, the porridge on the stove is ready." After he finished speaking, Zhong Jianguo brought the porridge out.

Song Zhaodi waited for her sons to have enough to eat and drink, and cleaned up the house before calling Erwa, who was sweating from exhaustion, to her side: "Erwa, did you make a hole in your pants yesterday?"

"Mother mend my pants?" Erwa asked quickly.

Song Zhaodi smiled and nodded.

Erwa ran upstairs and ran upstairs. In the middle of running, she suddenly thought that his pants had been washed by his father and were hanging outside: "Mother, the pants are not dry."

"Then sew again in the afternoon." The five sons made too much noise yesterday, and Song Zhaodi didn't go out today, so as not to be ridiculed by the neighbors before and after, she also waited at home for the parents of the three children who were beaten yesterday to come to her.

After lunch, no one came to her, Song Zhaodi couldn't sit still, and went to the next door to ask Mrs. Duan: "In the past, when the eldest child fought with others, even if the parent did not bring the child to come to me, he would come to chat with me. Chat, take care of the big baby. Why is it so abnormal this time?"

Sister-in-law Duan: "Three-and-a-half-year-old children have not beaten five children, so how can they have the face to go to you. Besides, the three children who fought with the big baby yesterday are also soldiers' sons. They are also soldiers' sons, and their own sons can't beat them Xiao Zhong's son, those three children will be taken care of by their father."

"I also thought of this." Song Zhaodi said, "But the mothers of those children also came to me in the past."

Sister-in-law Duan: "That's because the men in the family didn't ask. Xiao Song, don't worry. Everyone knows what happened yesterday, and those three families don't dare to go to you if they want to make a face."

"Then I can rest assured." Although Song Zhaodi had already figured out how to deal with it, she didn't like arguing with others.

Back home, Song Zhaodi saw five children lying on the small square table reading English, writing words, pursed lips and smiled: "Second baby, go and see if your clothes are drying."

"Done." Zhong Erwa stood up suddenly, "Brother Zili helped me take it down, and it's on this chair."

Song Zhaodi followed his fingers and saw not only the trousers, but also the sewing basket, and a few pieces of cloth the size of a slap in the palm of your hand: "The preparations are quite complete. Then bring your things, and bring your pen too. "

"Here, mother." Erwa knew that when Song Zhaodi cut a small animal, she had to draw the outline of the animal first, and then cut it according to the line. She had already prepared a pencil.

Song Zhaodi didn't answer: "You draw, you cut, you sew, you can't, I can teach you."

Erwa was dumbfounded, couldn't believe it, pointed to herself: "I sew?"

"You cut the holes in the trousers, not me." Song Zhaodi said, "Mother isn't targeting you. Everyone in our family, whoever deliberately cuts a hole in the trousers in the future, sews it himself. It just starts with you."

Erwa frowned: "Mother, I can't sew."

"If you want to learn how to make clothes with your mother, then start by sewing clothes, just to practice your hands." Song Zhaodi said, "This is the result of my discussion with your father, and your father agrees."

The second baby turned to the big baby, brother, please help me.

"When you cut your pants, if I tell you not to cut them, your father and mother will be angry. If you don't listen to me, don't ask me to help you beg your mother." Zhong Dawa said, "Mother, I think you and father do it. That's right. The second child should be punished."

Erwa was furious: "Brother!"

"Erwa, do you want to wear ripped pants to school?" Song Zhaodi reminded.

Zhong Erwa wanted to cry: "Mother, I can't draw cats."

"Then I'll draw it on the paper, and you can draw it on the cloth as you like." Song Zhaodi didn't dare to push the child too hard, so she took a step back.

Zhong Erwa thought about it: "Okay! Mother, you can draw it."

"You don't need to draw anymore." Zi Li said, "Auntie, you drew on my notebook before, and I didn't want to tear it off. It's still there." As he spoke, he pulled out his schoolbag, took out the writing pad, and put the one with the cat on it. Tear off the paper and hand it to Erwa.

Erwa thinks about it, goes upstairs to get a pen, paints a circle of ink according to the outline, gently pulls her hand, and the cat separates from the whole paper, "Mother, it's all right."

"Then draw it on the cloth according to the outline." Song Zhaodi said.

Zhong Erwa shook her head: "I don't want to do this."

Song Zhaodi was curious: "Then what are you going to do?"

Zhong Erwa was full of confidence: "I have a way."

Zili and Regen put down their pen and turned to look at Erwa.

Dawa stepped over to Erwa in three or two steps, sat down and asked, "What can you do?"

"I won't tell you." Zhong Erwa still remembered that his brother didn't help him, made a face at Dawa, and went to get the needle. Small and thin needles are not handy, Erwa simply picks a large needle. However, there is no thread on the needle, "Mother, I can't thread, you help me thread."

Song Zhaodi didn't answer and asked, "Have you seen how I thread before?"

Erwa nodded: "I saw it."

"Then try it first." Song Zhaodi said, "I believe Erwa can definitely do it."

Zhong Dawa gloated and said, "I also believe that Erwa will definitely be able to do it."

"You don't need to say it!" Zhong Erwa glared at him, picked up the thread and went through it, immediately surprised and happy, "I can do it."

Song Zhaodi: "You can. But my mother has to tell you that such a big needle is used to hold the sole of the shoe. The smallest needle is required to sew the patch."

Zhong Erwa's body froze, and then she bit her head and said, "I don't sew now. Mother, I want to stick the paper on the cloth, can you help me make some batter?"

Song Zhaodi smiled and said, "No." Without waiting for him to speak, she added, "Zhong Erwa, Rong Niang reminds you, now I am not teaching you to sew your pants, but supervising you to patch."

Zhong Erwa was a little unhappy, looked at Song Zhaodi and begged, "A little batter will do. Mother..."

"No." Song Zhaodi said, "I think of a way myself."