Chapter 109

Song Zhaodi tried her best to recall this history, and found that there was only reform and opening up, and she didn't know the exact date, so she couldn't help rubbing her forehead: "Zhong Jianguo, if I say that I regret not studying history well before, would you believe it?"

"I don't believe it." Zhong Jianguo didn't think about it. "You said ten sentences, seven are false and three are true. I can't tell which is true and which is false."

Song Zhaodi snorted twice: "That's because you didn't care."

"I just tried my best to know that what you said was true or false." Zhong Jianguo sat beside her, "Comrade Xiao Song, let's discuss, I don't care how you talk nonsense outside, don't talk nonsense at home, can you talk nonsense?"

Song Zhaodi turned her head to look at him: "Who am I talking nonsense to?"

"Follow me." Zhong Jianguo pointed at himself, "It's only me."

Song Zhaodi thought for a while.

Zhong Jianguo pricked up his ears and focused his attention, for fear of missing a word.

Song Zhaodi looked into Zhong Jianguo's eyes again and smiled: "Then you have to review, why did I target you."

"No need to review, you did it on purpose." Zhong Jianguo said.

Song Zhaodi couldn't help blinking: "I did it on purpose, what can you do to me?"

Zhong Jianguo raised his hand and was about to slap her. When his hand touched her face, he twisted it hard, gritted his teeth, and said, "I really want to slap you and slap you."

"Unfortunately reluctant."

Zhong Jianguo looked up, and Dawa came over with a towel to wipe his sweat: "Have the vegetables been fried yet?"

"Does it bother you?" Zhong Dawa asked without answering.

Zhong Jianguo waved at him: "Your voice is too low, I didn't hear it clearly, come here and talk."

"I'm not stupid." Zhong Dawa walked around to the door from the other side, "Don't think I didn't know you wanted to beat me. Mother, the eggplants have been washed and the pot has been cleaned, so go ahead and do it."

Song Zhaodi patted Zhong Jianguo's shoulder and stood up: "My son is too old to lie."

"It's even harder to cheat in the future." After Zhong Dawa finished speaking, she ran to press the water to wash her face.

Zhong Jianguo wanted to follow him out, so he went to the door and turned to the kitchen to drive out the children. He helped Song Zhaodi fry the eggplant box.

There are many people in the family, and Song Zhaodi grows vegetables in every corner. Among them, the eggplants are planted in four rows, two rows of long purple eggplants, and two rows of blue round eggplants. Long strips of eggplants are used to make fried eggplants. The round and large eggplants are often cut into pieces and stewed with potatoes or other vegetables.

Zhong Jianguo had never eaten a fried eggplant box. Seeing that there were eight green eggplants on the chopping board, he was a little surprised: "Can you finish so much?"

"I'm afraid I won't have enough to eat." After cooking for several years, Song Zhaodi's knife skills are very good, and she will peel off the eggplant skin after a while. Seeing Zhong Jianguo wrapping his arms around his chest and staring at her, Song Zhaodi said, "Make a fire and pour the oil into the pot."

Zhong Jianguo was curious: "Fry it directly?"

"No." Song Zhaodi opened the cabinet and took out the minced meat that had been prepared earlier.

When Zhong Jianguo was serving the rapeseed oil, he happened to see: "Do we still have meat tickets?"

"It's gone now." Song Zhaodi said, "I wanted to buy some onions, but I didn't. I was afraid that this pound of meat filling would not be enough, so I asked Dawa to go to the Qu's house to borrow some Hai Mijia to make stuffing in it."

Zhong Jianguo wanted to say that the season for eating onions here is too long ago. When the words came to his lips, he glanced outside and saw that several children were not in the house: "Have you been able to buy a lot of out-of-season vegetables before?"

"Yes." Song Zhaodi said, "You can buy all kinds of vegetables and fruits throughout the year, no matter what you want." As he spoke, he made half a bowl of batter with sweet potato flour, "Captain Zhong, if your leaders really send you Go, try your best to come back alive."

pat!

The spoon in his hand fell into the pot, Zhong Jianguo looked back, Song Zhaodi was busy stuffing the eggplant, he didn't know what to say, and sighed: "If I can come back alive, then let's have a daughter, why? Sample?"

"Not so much." Song Zhaodi thought without hesitation.

Zhong Jianguo knew this would be the case, and couldn't help rolling his eyes: "That's all I want."

"Your wish is not mine." Song Zhaodi asked, "Captain Zhong, why should I help you realize it?"

Zhong Jianguo panicked: "You are my daughter-in-law, we are husband and wife, husband and wife are one, my wish is your wish."

"If I have morning sickness or something when I'm pregnant, can you share it?" Song Zhaodi asked again.

Zhong Jianguo said "Oh": "I didn't say it." But he was not reconciled, "Zhao Di, look, God can send you to me, I want a girl, God will definitely satisfy my little one. little wish."

"Your luck in your life has been used in marrying me." Song Zhaodi said, "I won't be so lucky in the future." Seeing Zhong Jianguo, he pouted, "Isn't it?"

How dare Zhong Jianguo say no: "Yes."

"If you're lucky, you're not as lucky as my brother-in-law." Song Zhaodi said, "If you die, you will find two sons and an uncle. But he also wants a daughter, and God will send him a boy."

Zhong Jianguo waved his hand: "Don't talk about it. When it comes to another kid, my whole person is not well."

Song Zhaodi pursed her lips and smiled, and suddenly heard a burst of crying.

"Next door again?" Zhong Jianguo asked.

Song Zhaodi nodded, but found that she didn't cry anymore: "It should have been coaxed by Captain Shen. Ai, Zhong Jianguo, you said that Mrs. Shen is gone, and Chief Shen will go out tomorrow, will their mothers and three starve to death? "

"When Sun Wanru's father ordered her to marry Shen Xuancheng, Sun Wanru must have resisted." Zhong Jianguo said, "If she was willing to die, she would not accept her fate.

"Since she's afraid of death, she won't starve herself to death. Even though she hasn't done housework before, she doesn't seem to know how to do anything. When Shen Xuancheng leaves, she will definitely be able to learn to wash clothes, buy food, cook, and clean in one day. Chicken coop and duck pen."

Song Zhaodi: "Then I'll take a look tomorrow."

"You're also free." Zhong Jianguo glanced at her, disapprovingly, "School starts in September, and Dawa and Zili will go to junior high school. Are the high school textbooks you bought before still at the principal's house? Go to the principal to come back. ."

Song Zhaodi: "I took it back a long time ago and locked it in the upstairs cabinet."

"Will Erwa be able to draw clothes now?" Zhong Jianguo felt that he had to find something for Song Zhaodi to do to save her from messing around.

Song Zhaodi shook her head: "I haven't painted yet."

"You can learn." Zhong Jianguo said.

Song Zhaodi: "I think so too. But our family's Buzhen can't train Erwa."

"Is there no other substitute?" Zhong Jianguo asked, "Did you learn to make clothes before and practice your hands directly with good fabrics?"

Song Zhaodi thought about it carefully, and her eyes lit up: "I thought about it, sack!"

"Sacks?" Zhong Jianguo was surprised.

Song Zhaodi nodded: "It's time for school to start tomorrow. I took some chalk tips from the school and kept the size of the second baby. Several children are models for the second baby."

"Then you have to discuss it with Dawa and Sanwa." Zhong Jianguo reminded her.

Song Zhaodi put the eggplant box hung with paste into the oil pan: "With this thing, the big baby doesn't dare to hum."

At around seven o'clock, before it was dark, when the Zhong family was eating, Song Zhaodi told the five children about "making clothes from sacks".

Zhong Jianguo stretched out his hand and took away the fried eggplant box in front of him, Zhong Dawa was honest.

Erwa was happy and grinned enough before she said, "Brother, don't be upset, I'll make you more beautiful."

"Sacks!" Big Baby glared at him. "What kind of clothes can sacks make? Shut up now. Don't wait for me to beat you."

With both parents here, Erwa doesn't worry about being beaten: "Then I'll make your clothes ugly."

"You dare?!" Zhong Dawa raised her fist, "I'll knock out the front teeth you just grew."

Erwa quickly stood up: "Sanwa, let's change seats."

"What!?" Zhong Jianguo frowned, "Eat well. If he dares to knock your teeth out, I'll knock out all his teeth."

Erwa was happy again: "Brother, you can cooperate with me well."

"Daddy, don't say it anymore." Song Zhaodi said, "Go to take a bath after dinner. The clothes-making has not yet happened. If you can't buy sacks, it's useless to say more."

Erwa: "Mother, we have sacks in our house."

"That's for vegetables." Song Zhaodi pointed at him, "If you dare to open the bag secretly, Zhong Erwa, I won't teach you in the future."

The big baby was happy: "Second baby, tell me directly which bag you want to open, and I will help you."

"Bad!" Zhong Erwa glared at him, and stuffed a eggplant box into her mouth.

Song Zhaodi wanted to laugh and felt distressed. When she went to bed at night, she couldn't help but talk to Zhong Jianguo. really hope to wake up tomorrow morning and see in the newspaper that the ticket has been cancelled.

Zhong Jianguo didn't want to hit her, so when he thought that Song Zhaodi didn't want to give him a daughter, he said, hurry up to sleep, it's faster to dream. The voice fell, and he was kicked on the leg.

His mouth was cheap, and Zhong Jianguo didn't dare to fight back, so he stripped all the clothes off Song Zhaodi's body.

The next morning, at six o'clock, Zhong Erwa sat up, and it took a while to realize that it was time for him to cook this morning.

I went to bed at nine o'clock last night, and the second baby couldn't sleep either. She went down wearing big pants and saw his father in the kitchen. He was immediately happy: "Dad, are you making a mother angry again?"

"Yeah." Zhong Jianguo said, "It's because of you. By the way, the newspaper your mother ordered should be delivered later. I look at the sky and want to rain. Go and bring the newspaper in."

Erwa: "It's still early. The postman usually comes at seven. Dad, let me set the fire for you."

"No." Zhong Jianguo waved his hand, "I won't cook in the morning, I'll just make two pots of cucumbers. Go and tell my brother and brother to get up to wash their faces and brush their teeth. By the way, don't call your mother."

Erwa looked at him and smiled: "I know. Mother will wake up naturally after sleeping, and she will eat when she wakes up, so she won't be angry with you."

Zhong Jianguo immediately wanted to beat him.

It was almost seven o'clock when Song Zhaodi went downstairs and saw two pots of luscious cucumbers.

"What do you mean?" Self-reliance asked subconsciously.

Big baby: "Bear hard and stand hard work."

"Nonsense!" Zhong Jianguo said, "It's hard work."

The big baby nodded: "It's all bitter anyway. I can't compare with my mother."

"It's incomparable." Zhong Jianguo said, "Luxury can't go up. I've decided that from today until your school starts, our family will be vegetarian."

Song Zhaodi glanced at him: "What you said is not accurate. What are you talking about?" After that, she went out to wash her face and brush her teeth.

"Why can't I be accurate?" Zhong Jianguo followed.

Song Zhaodi squeezed toothpaste and said, "Your son can cook."

Zhong Jianguo was dumbfounded. When he turned around, he saw the people in the next courtyard. He stopped abruptly and walked to Song Zhaodi: "Look to the west, don't be too deliberate."

"She, she's picking vegetables?" Song Zhaodi turned her head to look, surprised, "Zhong Jianguo, you know her well."