Chapter 99

Shen Xuancheng was so shocked that he didn't hear Zhong Jianguo's words at all. He just felt as if he hadn't woken up yet, so he pinched on his leg: "You wash?!"

"That's right." Zhong Jianguo was very surprised, "Just do some laundry. Seeing your expression, why are you more surprised than when Lao Jiang called?"

Shen Xuancheng was stunned: "No, not surprised." It was shock, "You, it doesn't look like you can do laundry. No, I mean, I thought Teacher Song washed all your clothes."

"Mr. Song is busy cooking." Zhong Jianguo said, "Our family has a clear division of labor. She cooks and I wash clothes. She washes the pot, I wash the dishes, she wipes the table, and I sweep the floor."

Shen Xuancheng swallowed his saliva: "You, your family is so fine?"

"It's okay." Zhong Jianguo said while kneading his clothes, no longer looking at Shen Xuancheng's expression, "Mr. Song doesn't belong to the family alone. Only if I have her can I have this family, and the housework should be done by two people."

The five children who stepped into the living room looked at each other, who was the speaker?

The eldest child asked in a low voice, "Is that our father?"

"When did our dad have such a high level of consciousness?" Self-reliance is strange.

Gengsheng: "He doesn't want to have either."

"Brother, I want to pee." Seeing that the brothers were speaking in a low voice, Sanwa lowered her voice consciously.

Self-reliance stretched out his hand: "I will lead you there."

"Let's go out and have a look." Gengsheng was still holding the urinal, "This has to be given to our dad."

The big girl nodded.

Shen Xuancheng was thinking about Zhong Jianguo's words, and felt that what he said seemed very reasonable. Looking up to praise Zhong Jianguo, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, "This, these five children are all your sons?!"

"That's right." Zhong Jianguo looked up at the children who came to him, and sighed, "Five and a half children, washing their clothes every day can exhaust me to half death." After a while, "I will be myself in two years. Washing clothes, I'm not tired anymore, I can eat poor Laozi."

Gengsheng put down the urinal and ran to his side: "Dad, I'll help you wash your clothes."

"Your hands are weak and you can't rub them cleanly." Zhong Jianguo pointed at the urinal, "Pour two scoops of water into the spinach field."

Self-reliance: "I'll take it, regenerate, you can't take it." As he spoke, he went to get the gourd ladle that usually waters vegetables, and then took two ladle of water and poured it into the urinal. When he turned around, he saw the person beside the fence next door, whispering. Said, "Dad, that Captain Shen is still there."

"Still?" Zhong Jianguo thought he was gone, raised his head and saw Shen Xuancheng standing there like a pillar, raised his eyebrows, was he shocked by washing clothes? So he asked, "Headmaster Shen, what are you looking at? "

Shen Xuancheng woke up suddenly and shook his head: "No, I didn't see anything." When he said that, he was shocked that it was too fake, and he had nothing to say.

Zhong Jianguo frowned, what does this mean? He said it just now, half the size of the child eats the poor old man... Suddenly thinking that Shen Xuancheng has two daughters, he sighed: "What's the matter, I'd rather have five daughters." After a pause, " The oldest among them is twelve years old, and the youngest is five years old. They use steel pans to steam steamed buns. One pot is not enough. If there are five little girls, half a pot is enough."

"It's true that the girl has a small appetite." Shen Xuancheng said, realizing that something was wrong, "Captain Zhong, you, when I came here, I heard that you were a college student, and you got married when you were in college?"

Zhong Jianguo fished out the clothes and emptied the dirty water in the basin: "I got married after graduating from college. Who told me?"

"Your eldest son is twelve years old, isn't it?" Shen Xuancheng wanted to say, isn't it yours? Afraid of making a mistake, he just stopped.

Zhong Jianguo said, "Self-reliance and rebirth were picked up by Mr. Song at the train station."

"Pick it up?" Shen Xuancheng couldn't help swallowing, "Which train station did you pick it up?"

Zhong Jianguo: "Binhai Railway Station. The one who is most similar to me is the eldest son born to my ex-wife and me. His mother died for several years."

"Then your family..." The situation is complicated enough. Shen Xuancheng didn't dare to say, "Your house is really lively."

Zhong Jianguo smiled and said, "Yes. It's like fighting a war all day. Self-reliance, rebirth, big baby, the three of you wash off the foam on your clothes, and I'll help Teacher Song set the fire."

"Have you washed it?" Shen Xuancheng asked quickly.

Zhong Jianguo stood up, twisted his waist, and moved his muscles and bones: "It's been washed, but it hasn't been rinsed clean. A few children can." He waved his hands at Shen Xuancheng and turned to enter the room.

Song Zhaodi heard the footsteps getting closer and closer: "It's just right, set the fire, and I'll fry eggs."

"Aren't you curious about the situation?" Zhong Jianguo looked at Song Zhaodi and asked.

Song Zhaodi glanced at him: "How do you feel about unilateral crushing?"

Zhong Jianguo was a little uncomfortable: "It's because he makes too much fuss. I think it's funny to tease him. Also, he's doing laundry and pretending to me."

"You, it's getting boring." Song Zhaodi beat five eggs, pinch a handful of green onion leaves, washed and chopped them, poured them into the eggs, stirred them well, and poured them into the hot pot. A golden egg pancake was ready in an instant.

Zhong Jianguo sniffed: "It's really fragrant!"

"Why don't you be honest, learn to cook with me seriously, and then continue to crush?" Song Zhaodi asked.

Zhong Jianguo moved his mouth and almost blurted out, okay. The words stopped in time at the throat, "The battle situation is a bit tragic today. If there is continuous shelling, I am afraid that he will not be able to hold it. As for cooking, we will talk about it later."

"Virtue." Song Zhaodi rolled his eyes at him.

Zhong Jianguo smiled and said, "It's good."

"Don't be ashamed." Song Zhaodi suddenly felt speechless and funny, "Put the dishes out."

Zhong Jianguo took the plate and couldn't help but say, "Mr. Song, do you think Colonel Shen's lover can cook? I suspect that he has to cook after washing his clothes."

"Fuck still." Song Zhaodi reminded him.

Zhong Jianguo shook his head: "The old lady is getting old. If Headmaster Shen feels sorry for his mother, he will definitely not let his mother do it." Without waiting for Song Zhaodi to answer, he walked out with the egg cake and said, "I will have to do it another day. Check his tone."

Song Zhaodi followed behind with a pot of porridge: "If Captain Shen knows how to cook, will you learn to cook with me?"

"Don't learn." Zhong Jianguo blurted out, "I can beat him even if I don't learn."

"You're more naive than Sanwa." Song Zhaodi put down the pot and turned to go to the kitchen to get the dishes.

Zhong Jianguo snorted twice: "You mind me." He went to the door and told his sons to brush their teeth, wash their faces and eat.

When Shen Xuancheng heard that the Zhong family had eaten, he quickly fished out his clothes. Because the fabric of the clothes is all cotton and linen, if you wring out the water, the clothes will be wrinkled when they dry. Therefore, whether it was Zhong Jianguo or Shen Xuancheng, they all fished out the clothes and threw them on the rope.

The clothes outside were dripping like it was raining, and the kitchen of the Shen family was crackling like an explosion.

Shen Xuancheng wiped his hands and got into the kitchen, and quickly took the spatula from his wife's hand: "I'll fry it."

"Let her cook." Mother Shen frowned, "I haven't learned how to cook for several years. When I die, what will you eat?!"

Shen Xuancheng smiled awkwardly: "Mother, your health is fine. Don't talk about death all day long."

"I didn't tell you." Mother Shen sighed, "I teach your daughter-in-law how to cook, you protect me, I teach her how to do laundry, and you protect me. I can't move tomorrow, you, you go out to fight, once If you don't come back for ten days and half a month, how did her mother three live?"

Shen Xuancheng: "This, let's talk about it later."

"Okay, I won't say it, so I won't be bothered." Mother Shen turned to go out, and when she walked to the door, she suddenly thought, "Who did you talk to just now? Is it Colonel Zhong?"

Shen Xuancheng's eyes filled with joy: "Yes. When I came here, I heard that Captain Zhong was from the city, or a college student. I thought he was like the master of our village, but I didn't expect to do laundry more quickly than me."

Mother Shen frowned and looked at her son: "Where's his daughter-in-law?"

"It's cooking in the house." Shen Xuancheng said, "It's the same as our family. One does the laundry and the other cooks."

Mother Shen said thoughtfully, "Really?"

"Yes, yes." Shen Xuancheng said, "They have all eaten."

Mother Shen gave him a deep look, turned to go upstairs to open the box, found a paper bag the size of a palm, and put it in her sleeve, feeling that it was well hidden before she went downstairs.

At the door of Zhong's house, Mother Shen saw that the door of Zhong's house was open, and glanced at her own house. She was afraid that she would call her son out, so she thought about it and walked in directly.

Zhong Jianguo was distributing egg pancakes to his sons when he looked up and saw that there was one more person at the door, startled. want to scold when open mouth. Every one of them learns the stinky faults from their mothers. They never knock on the door when they come to his house. Zhou Shufen is like this, Aunt Liu is like this, and Shen Xuancheng is like this.

"Auntie, is there anything wrong?" Song Zhaodi knew about Zhong Jianguo, and when she saw him frown, she quickly said, "Come in."

As soon as Shen's mother entered the hospital, she saw that the rope was full of clothes and dripping water. When she entered the room and saw the Zhong family eating, she was sure that her son didn't lie to her this time: "It's nothing. Headmaster Zhong was too polite and gave our family so many vegetables. We came all the way and didn't bring anything. This bag Kudingcha, please accept it."

"Thank you Auntie." Song Zhaodi took it over, "Auntie, have you eaten? Let's sit down and eat together."

Mother Shen waved her hand: "Thank you, Teacher Song, our house is ready." After speaking, she went out. When she saw Song Zhaodi following, she quickly said, "Don't give it away, everyone is a neighbor, not an outsider."

"Okay, auntie, slow down." Song Zhaodi stopped and turned back when she saw her exit the door.

The big baby opened the paper bag and laughed: "Dad, what did you say yesterday? Say it again and let me hear it."

"I said yesterday that I wanted to beat you today." Zhong Jianguo lowered his face, "Is it itchy in the face or the butt?"

Song Zhaodi took away the paper bag and wrapped it again: "Student Zhong Jianqiang, don't make fun of your dad, we took tea from others, the trouble is later."

"What's the trouble with tea?" Erwa asked curiously.

Song Zhaodi: "You haven't found the problem yet? Whether it's yesterday's coconut milk candy or today's tea, it's the mother and son of the Shen family who come forward. The relationship between people is a matter for the hostess. But you see what the head of Shen's lover looks like. Yet?"

"Mr. Song, eat, eat." Zhong Jianguo said, "I believe that no matter it is a flood or a beast, you can handle it with ease."

Song Zhaodi rolled his eyes at him: "Don't put on a high hat for me."

"No." Zhong Jianguo said solemnly, "I'll tell the truth. Wait, why did I hear someone calling me? It's not the Shen family again."

He ran out and took a look on his own: "Dad, it's the postman uncle. What am I going to see?"

"Go quickly." Song Zhaodi said, "I hope it's not a bad thing."

Zhong Jianguo swallowed the porridge in his mouth: "What's in the letter, even if it's not a good thing, it won't be a big deal." When the voice fell, seeing Zili come back, he reached out to Zili, and then opened the letter, "The letter from the eldest brother-in-law. , the letter says that your eldest sister is pregnant."

"Pfft!" Song Zhaodi quickly covered her mouth, "Pregnant, pregnant? The eldest sister is in her thirties."

Zhong Jianguo: "The eldest brother-in-law wrote below, saying that our family has five boys, their family has two boys, Liu Ping also has a son, and several families do not have a daughter, so I decided to fight to see if I could have a daughter. "

"Nonsense!" Song Zhaodi frowned, "Your eldest brother and two daughters, my second sister and a daughter, aren't they all women? Whose idea?"

Zhong Jianguo continued to look down and said with a smile, "It wasn't anyone's idea. The eldest brother-in-law said that she was pregnant by accident. The doctor said that your sister is old and that abortion is not good for her health, so she decided to give birth. Anyway, the current day It's better than a few years earlier, and I can raise a child. I just found out a few years ago, and the expected date of delivery is the end of the eighth lunar calendar. "

"Why are you so careless?" Song Zhaodi frowned, "Abortion hurts the body, and childbirth hurts the body even more."

Zhong Jianguo coughed twice: "See for yourself."

"Anything else?" Song Zhaodi took it over and took a closer look. His brother-in-law asked Zhong Jianguo how to get pregnant, and his forehead was black. He looked at the envelope again, it said "Zhong Jianguo received", and instantly understood that the postman used to call her, but now Why did he suddenly call Zhong Jianguo, "They, they, tell me what to say."

Zhong Jianguo: "Don't say anything. Didn't you say a few days ago that Aunt Liu asked you for Sanwa's childhood clothes to wear to Liu Ping's children. Don't you want to give them? Just right, I will send them to your sister."

"But I don't want to give it." Sanwa said suddenly.

Zhong Jianguo: "I don't want to give it to others, but to your brother Dali, and I don't want to give it to you?"

"Brother Dali?" Sanwa thought about it carefully, "Then give it to him. Brother Dali can give it."

Song Zhaodi touched Sanwa's head and said, "I'll make you new clothes tomorrow."

"Do it for me?" Erwa asked quickly.

Song Zhaodi shook her head: "You can wear your brother's clothes."

"Brother's clothes are all torn." Erwa said, "I want new clothes too."

Song Zhaodi asked back, "Isn't it better if it's broken? It saves you from borrowing scissors from others and cutting the clothes with a click."