Chapter 86

The second baby and the third baby opened their eyes and stared blankly at Song Zhaodi, their faces puzzled, not understanding why Song Zhaodi lifted their quilt.

"Get up." Song Zhaodi said.

Erwa didn't move: "It's only seven o'clock, mother."

"Your dad has already cooked." Song Zhaodi said with a smile.

Sanwa rolled over and sat up: "Mother, my clothes, give me, give me."

Since Sanwa's fourth birthday last year, Song Zhaodi told Dawa, Zili and Rehabilitation that she was not allowed to help Sanwa get dressed in the future. Otherwise, Sanwa will be taken care of like a waste.

A few children don't want a trash younger brother, no matter how Sanwa asks for a few older brothers, they will no longer help Sanwa.

Song Zhaodi threw the clothes to Sanwa, and when Sanwa was dressed, she took action to tidy up his clothes. Then take a few children downstairs.

When they got downstairs, Sanwa didn't wash her face and hands, she asked, "Brother, is the food that Dad cooks bad this time?"

"It's better than last year, it's a normal level." Zhong Dawa made a serious comment, "Dad will make breakfast in the future."

Zhong Jianguo's hand trembled, and the spoon in his hand almost fell into the steel pot: "Dad, don't scare Dad."

"Dad, I also like to eat your cooking." Gengsheng replied.

Zhong Jianguo put down the bowl and wiped his face: "Mr. Song, do you think it's appropriate?"

"Do you think it's appropriate?" Song Zhaodi asked with a half-smile.

Zhong Jianguo wanted to say that it was very inappropriate, but thinking of the stupid thing he did yesterday, he said insincerely, "It's quite appropriate." After speaking, he glared at Dawa and Gengsheng. , I have to beat you two sooner or later.

Song Zhaodi smiled.

The next morning, Song Zhaodi did not let Zhong Jianguo cook.

She kicked Zhong Jianguo, and Zhong Jianguo grabbed her leg, which was a conditioned reflex. Song Zhaodi was really angry when she fell, and she wanted to scratch Zhong Jianguo's face. When she saw Zhong Jianguo roll in through the window, most of her anger disappeared.

Zhong Jianguo took the initiative to cook breakfast again, but it was rare that the vegetables had not been fried so salty, and the porridge was cooked just fine. Song Zhaodi wanted to be angry with him, but couldn't.

Having said that, Song Zhaodi cried, which really scared Zhong Jianguo. Although Zhong Jianguo knew that Song Zhaodi was not such a squeamish person, and it was her intention to cry, but after the fight, Song Zhaodi beat or beat Zhong Jianguo, and Zhong Jianguo never dared to fight back.

That's a long way to go.

Song Zhaodi went back to school and continued to teach students English, but did not follow the teaching in the textbook.

The students also found that not only Song Zhaodi, but also the Chinese and math teachers did not follow the textbooks in class. Interspersed with a lot of content they have not heard, even in the third grade textbooks can not find.

The students were curious and asked the teachers of each subject. The reason given by the teacher is that learning should not be limited to the content of books, but also know how to draw inferences from other facts.

Math and English teachers say that, no problem.

Does the language teacher say the same?

The students didn’t believe it, so when they got home, they told their parents that the school not only changed the timetable, but also taught a lot of knowledge points that were not in the books. As a result, I was pushed back by my parents saying, "The teacher wants to give you everything he knows, so you can give me a good study".

The students are honest.

Teachers continue to teach according to the rewritten lesson plans.

On May 28, which is also the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, Song Zhaodi received greetings from Binhai and news from Zhao Yin.

The good news has to be shared with everyone. After Song Zhaodi finished reading the letter, she put it away and put it on the table as before.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, Dawa came back with his brothers and sisters, and Zhong Jianguo also came back.

When he entered the door and heard the big baby was reading the letter, Zhong Jianguo glanced at it, it was his elder brother's handwriting, and said, "Speak louder and start from the beginning."

"I'm almost finished." Zhong Dawa simply gave him the letter, "You can read it yourself."

Zhong Jianguo took it and saw that there were two sheets of paper, so densely written that people who had been tired all day didn't bother to read them, so he asked Song Zhaodi, "What's the matter?"

While making sandals, Song Zhaodi said, "The day we went back to bury your father, I told my sister-in-law to ask his brother to go to my cousin's ex-husband, and told the people there that we would give her fifty dollars a month, do you remember?"

"Remember." Zhong Jianguo said, "Let's give her fifty a year, and your sister-in-law said that she would give her so much money a month. My stepmother's son would definitely be moved. After all, life in the countryside is not well-off. If not, I will ask.

"Once they find my stepmother, because of Zhao Yin's character, they will yell at me if they don't give it to me. Maybe they will fight again. My sister-in-law thinks it's rude to do such a thing, so she doesn't agree. Look at the expressions of your mothers, Did she really find her big brother?"

Song Zhaodi: "She didn't look for it. Your eldest brother went to look for his eldest brother. The eldest sister-in-law's maiden family supported the eldest brother very much, and went to Zhao Yin's ex-husband Murakami that afternoon to release news.

"February and March are the times when people are not picking up the phone in the countryside. It is estimated that the family's life is not easy, so they went to Binhai to find Zhao Yin last month. The elder brother heard from Zhao Yin's neighbors that the family didn't ask for money, but only a few bucks. A kilogram of food stamps. Zhao Yin scolds people when he opens his mouth, and he doesn’t know where the wild species came from.”

"Scolding like that?" Zhong Jianguo was dumbfounded.

Song Zhaodi giggled: "It's written in the letter, you can read it for yourself, it's on the second page."

Zhong Jianguo hurriedly pulled out the second page, took a closer look, and almost choked on his saliva: "The brothers took his grandmother to my stepmother's house?"

"Yes." Song Zhaodi said, "The old lady is seventy-eight this year. She is not sick, but her legs and feet are not good. She can't help with things at home, and she can't take care of the children, so she sent her to Zhao Yin's house and asked Zhao Yin to help them raise them."

Zhong Jianguo was afraid of missing it, so he read it word by word: "These two brothers are too immoral. My own grandmother, let others provide for them."

"You can drive Zhao Yin out, do you think this old lady is a master who can be bullied?" Song Zhaodi laughed, "Maybe it was the old lady's own idea."

Zhong Jianguo snorted: "This family is not good enough. My stepmother has been married to my father for more than 20 years. After so many years of no contact, as soon as I heard that I had money, I came to the door. How embarrassed."

"No one asks about being poor in a busy city, and being rich in the mountains has distant relatives. This kind of thing is normal." Song Zhaodi said, "Besides, she can tell her two sons that she doesn't have so much money. Or she has enough money. Save it for Shengli to marry a daughter-in-law. No matter what the reason is, it's better than scolding people. She speaks ugly, so you can't blame others for being ugly. "

Zili disapproved: "Mother, you are wrong, the son born by that grandma before should not go to that grandma."

"My cousin's two sons don't go to her, and when she retires later, they may come to our house if they have nothing to do." Song Zhaodi said.

Self-reliance was dumb: "But—"

"Don't worry about it. Most people's lives are tight." Song Zhaodi said, "If people's lives are rich, Zhao Yin gives them money, and they don't necessarily want them.

"Life is not easy, and there is a chance to make the family feel better. Even if the chance is slim, everyone wants to try it. Besides, that person is not an outsider who has no blood relationship." Life is hard."

Zhong Jianguo: "Your mother is right. In fact, normal people see that their former children are not doing well, and they will help to some extent. Even if they give two catties of food stamps. Unfortunately, my stepmother is not a normal person, and she does things too well. By the way, the elder brother said that when he wrote to us, the old lady was still at my stepmother's house. What did she eat?"

"My cousin only has that house. Even if she doesn't want to go home, she has to go home." Song Zhaodi said, "Zhao Yin eats what she eats. At her age, Zhao Yin doesn't dare to starve her to death."

Zhong Dawa didn't believe it: "Don't grandma dare? Aunt said that grandpa was angry with grandma."

Speaking of Father Zhong, Song Zhaodi didn't want to laugh. After all, she didn't respect the dead, but when she thought about what he did, Song Zhaodi couldn't respect him either: "If your grandfather drank rat poison and died, the police would have no evidence to arrest your grandmother. Get up, your grandma has to carry the reputation of killing her husband.

"But your grandfather drank the medicine, and regretted it later. He told people that he didn't want to die. He made such a big matter of life and death a child's play, and people would only say that he died." After a pause, "You ask Your father, does he dare to say that your grandfather was forced to death by your grandmother?"

"Your grandma is responsible for your grandfather's death, and you can't blame her entirely." Zhong Jianguo said, "Your grandfather is rich and can walk on his legs, so he is not happy, so you can go to the cooperative market to buy it while Zhao Yin is not at home. Comfort yourself with delicious food."

The big baby nodded: "Dad is right, grandpa is really stupid."

"Let's reply to eldest brother." Zhong Jianguo said, "Remember to tell eldest brother, don't worry about your stepmother, she has sons and daughters, she was beaten to death, and her own sons and daughters help her vent her anger."

Song Zhaodi nodded: "Is there anything else to explain?"

"No more." Zhong Jianguo said, and suddenly thought, "The eldest of the eldest brother's family should go to junior high school?"

Song Zhaodi: "It's the same age as our family's self-reliance, and it's earlier than self-reliance to go to school. I'm only in the fourth grade this year."

"I saw that she was taller than Zili, and I thought she was twelve or thirteen years old." Zhong Jianguo said.

Song Zhaodi glanced at him: "The year you enlisted in the army, your eldest brother got married. You have only been a soldier for twelve years."

"I haven't counted the time." Zhong Jianguo felt a little uncomfortable, "Don't talk about it, write a letter quickly."

The eldest child turned her head and asked Reborn: "What's your father's name like that?"

"I want to cover it up." Gengsheng spit out four words.

Zhong Jianguo suddenly turned his head: "Zhong Gengsheng, what did you say, say it again?!"

"I'm hungry." Gengsheng turned to Song Zhaodi, "Mother, write a letter tomorrow, let's cook first."

Song Zhaodi thought for a moment: "Also. Do you want to eat bean noodles, noodles, or steamed buns?"

"Bean noodle noodles." Zhong Dawa said, "Put some tomatoes and eggs, it's very delicious."

Song Zhaodi nodded: "That's right. So, Zhong Dawa, you and Zili have a piece of noodles, and Gengsheng will help you roll the noodles."

"Mother..." The eldest child was unhappy, "Ma Zhenxing said that making noodles is the job of the girl's family. I am a boy and shouldn't make noodles."

Song Zhaodi: "Then let's eat steamed bread today and eat cold tomato, cucumber and lettuce. And it's a cold salad without oil."

Pull the eldest baby independently: "Let's make a face."

"I don't want to go." Zhong Dawa didn't move.

Zhong Jianguo smiled and said, "You don't say it yourself, don't show off that you know how to cook, who knew that you could make peace?"

Zhong Dawa thought to herself, "It seems so."

"Bullshit!" Zhong Jianguo glared at him, "Get up quickly. Don't tell everyone what you have learned in the future."

Zhong Dawa murmured, "I don't dare to say it."

Song Zhaodi passed by him, rubbed the big baby's head, and said, "Second baby, third baby, let's go pick tomatoes."

"Mother, I want to eat a red tomato first." Sanwa said, "I'm hungry too."

Song Zhaodi glanced at him: "I remember there were only two red tomatoes in the tomato field, Erwa, do you want to eat one too?"

"Can you?" Erwa asked.

Zhong Jianguo followed him out: "Yes. But I have to ask you, what's in the noodles later?"

"Let's put green vegetables." Zhong Erwa said, "Mother, let's put amaranth. There are a lot of amaranth by the fence. If you don't eat it, you will grow old."

Song Zhaodi glanced back: "Be quiet, don't let your brother hear you."

Erwa hurriedly asked, "Mother agrees?"

Song Zhaodi went to the tomato field and picked off two red tomatoes and handed them to Erwa: "Wash them before eating."

"Mother, are there still eggs in the noodles?" Erwa reminded her, "Without tomato and no eggs, brother will be very angry."

Song Zhaodi: "One person, one poached egg."

Big baby doesn't like noodles, if he makes tomato egg noodles, he can eat a big bowl full.

After reconciling the noodles, Zhong Dawa went out and called Song Zhaodi, asking her to check the hardness of the noodles. Because the noodles need to be firmer.

At the door, the eldest child saw that the third child was holding a big tomato in his hand, and the second child had one in his hand, and he had eaten half of it... Immediately, his cheeks swelled with anger, and he shouted, "Mother, they both ate the tomato."

"Mother gave it to you." The two brothers said in unison and sold Song Zhaodi.

Zhong Dawa didn't believe it: "Mother, isn't it true?"

"It's true." Zhong Jianguo said, "Your mother is so bad. I told you before, but you still don't believe me."

The big baby looked at Zhong Jianguo: "Is Dad very happy?"

"No, no." Zhong Jianguo didn't dare to offend his son, "Your mother said that as compensation, I will make you a cold salad."

Zhong Dawa: "A cold dish without refueling?"

Zhong Jianguo choked: "Song Zhaodi, stop laughing, your son is angry."

Jokes have to be done in moderation. Song Zhaodi: "Can you shoot cucumbers?"

Zhong Dawa snorted: "No! You roll noodles."

"Okay." Song Zhaodi smiled and went to the kitchen to kick out the self-reliance and rejuvenation to play, and called Zhong Jianguo in to peel the garlic.

Zhong Jianguo sat beside the earthen stove and watched her bending over to roll noodles, he didn't understand her very much: "What are you trying to do?"

"It's just two tomatoes." Song Zhaodi said, "The second baby and the third baby are not greedy. They said they wanted to eat it, and they definitely wanted to eat it. Besides, they will grow in a few days. I will make tomato egg noodles later. "

Zhong Jianguo: "Aren't you afraid that the big baby will be angry and ignore you?"

"Your son is not such a careful person." Song Zhaodi said, "Seriously, the eyes of a few children are big, have you considered what they will learn in the future?"

Zhong Jianguo: "I have no problem with what I want to learn."

"You don't tell them what majors are in the university, what do they know?" Song Zhaodi rolled his eyes at him, "I'll go out in two days to see if I can still pick up books, and pick up more."

Zhong Jianguo: "I don't think I can pick it up. It's been several years since the revolution started, and the books in the school should be composted into fertilizer."

"Then you have to try." Song Zhaodi said, "If you don't try, even if you know you can't find it, you will be a little unwilling."

Zhong Jianguo: "That's Aunt Liu with you. She can also take the opportunity to see Liu Ping. By the way, Liu Ping is about to give birth, right?"

"There are still more than two months." Song Zhaodi said, "Just after the dog days, the weather starts to turn cold."

Zhong Jianguo: "If you are so picky, you won't be able to win a man in one fell swoop, right?"

Song Zhaodi smiled, "If she can give birth to a son, she will really become the ancestor of the Jin family."

"How do you say this?" Zhong Jianguo asked.

Song Zhaodi: "My eldest sister told me that Jin Lihui's two older brothers gave birth to daughters. Liu Ping married and had a grandson. Jin Lihui's parents had to treat her as a baby."

"It's possible. Like my eldest sister-in-law, marrying my brother is considered a marriage. I didn't have a son for my eldest brother. When I talked to my eldest brother, I could feel that my sister-in-law lacked confidence." Zhong Jianguo said, sighing,"Unfortunately, I can't find someone like me with a lantern, who prefers women over men, and just wants a daughter. No one is willing to give birth."

"Blame me?" Song Zhaodi asked.