Stepmother: 98. Chief Zhong makes a bad

Enable the automatic anti-theft function (?ω?) The purchase ratio is 60% Song Zhaodi bent down and touched the child's face: "Yes, good son."

"You, you are a bad woman." The little guy pulled up his pants and pointed at Song Zhaodi, "I know, my mother is also a mother, you lied to me, I want to tell my father." He ran away.

Song Zhaodi followed in a hurry, and when she got there, she heard the child complaining to Zhong Jianguo.

"If you don't call your mother or your mother, then you should call your stepmother." Song Zhaodi said with a smile, "I don't care, as long as your dad doesn't mind."

Stepmother? Song Zhaodi is not too embarrassed, but Zhong Jianguo, the leader of Zhong Zhong, is even more embarrassed: "Dad, how did I tell you before? If you are disobedient, I will send you to my grandma's house."

The child looked back and glared at Song Zhaodi: "Bad woman." Turning to Zhong Jianguo, "You send me to my grandma's house, I will, I will run away."

"Look at what you can do." Zhong Jianguo is still feeding his younger son biscuits, "Is it taught by your cousin again? If you don't study well, follow her to learn some crooked ways all day long. Zhao Di, don't be angry, I Talk back to him."

Song Zhaodi waved her hand and looked like an adult: "He is still young and he just lost his mother. I understand, I don't care about him."

The child felt uncomfortable listening to Song Zhaodi not forcing him, and looked back at Song Zhaodi: "Bad woman."

"Pfft!" Song Zhaodi is happy, this child will be a curse word?

Zhong Dawa suddenly turned her head: "What are you laughing at?"

"She thought of something happy." Zhong Jianguo saw that Song Zhaodi was really not angry, and had some good feelings for Song Zhaodi, but he was afraid that the sensible eldest son would really make Song Zhaodi angry, so he asked, "Dad, are you hungry? ?"

Sister-in-law Zhong's family had dinner after six o'clock. It was almost twelve o'clock now, and Dawa Zhong touched her belly: "Hungry, Dad."

"Wait a minute." Zhong Jianguo fed his younger son, changed his diaper, and handed it to Song Zhaodi before feeding his eldest and second sons something to eat.

Song Zhaodi was surprised to find that Zhong Jianguo was skilled in feeding the eldest and second children. She always thought that Zhong Jianguo could not do housework or take care of children. Later, seeing Zhong Jianguo wiping his two sons' mouths with his hands naturally, he couldn't help but slandered that Zhong Jianguo's former wife was an unlucky woman.

The man who chatted with Song Zhaodi before watched Zhong Jianguo holding his second baby to pee, and couldn't help but say, "Your husband is good."

"I found it too." Song Zhaodi glanced at the child beside her, "Are you still sleeping? I'll carry you up."

Zhong Dawa snorted, turned to face the seat, and gave her the back of her head.

Song Zhaodi couldn't help teasing him when she saw him like this: "Dad, I hate me so much, I will cook in the future, will you eat it?"

"I, I don't talk to bad women." Zhong Dawa was very strong and continued to lie on the chair, not giving Song Zhaodi a face.

Song Zhaodi: "Who don't you talk to?"

"Bad woman," the child blurted out.

Song Zhaodi asked again: "Who is the bad woman?"

"It's you."

Song Zhaodi: "Who are you talking to now?"

"You—" Zhong Dawa turned around, "You, you bad woman, don't talk anymore."

Song Zhaodi nodded again and again: "Okay, okay, I will listen to Dawa's words and will not speak from now on."

"Humph!" The child seemed to have won the battle, "You listen to me, and I won't call your mother."

Song Zhaodi thought, I'm not in a hurry at all, one day you will cry and call my mother: "I didn't tell you to call my mother. Does the big baby want to call my mother, but I'm afraid I forgot. Your mother, that's why you keep reminding yourself not to call my mother?"

A bunch of Zhong Dawa was fascinated by what her mother said, and she simply said, "Don't talk about it, I'm sleepy." Climb onto the chair and get into the cotton-padded jacket.

The man opposite looked at Song Zhaodi's smiling face and asked in a low voice, "Your husband doesn't know your true face, right?"

"I didn't hear what you said." Song Zhaodi said.

The man was speechless, afraid that Zhong Dawa would hear it, and said in the smallest voice: "Are you going to keep pretending?"

"I'm not sick." Song Zhaodi rolled his eyes at him, teasing the child in his arms, and then looked in the direction of the toilet, was there no one? Can't help frowning: "Why did he go for so long? Wait, didn't you forget to bring paper?"

Man: "It's possible. Don't look for it, I have it here."

"Please help me look after the eldest baby." Song Zhaodi took the paper and ran to the toilet with the third child in her arms.

On October 11th, at seven o'clock in the morning, Song Zhaodi got off the train, looked at the rising sun, and took a deep breath: "Mother, I'm finally alive."

"Let's stop and rest for a while." Zhong Jianguo said, "You have something to eat, then let's go to the pier."

Thirty hours on the train, Song Zhaodi seems to have walked through the gate of hell, and a few children are not feeling well. When he got off the bus, Zhong Jianguo was carrying two bags, carrying the second child in a basket, and asked Song Zhaodi to carry the third child and lead the elder.

Song Zhaodi cheered up and hugged the eldest, the grumpy little guy glanced at her lightly, and let Song Zhaodi hold him. During this period, Song Zhaodi accidentally bumped into the door while holding him, and the child didn't even lift his eyelids.

Song Zhaodi has no feelings for the three children. Seeing the little lion turned into a little quail, she couldn't help but feel distressed: "How do you go to the pier later?"

"There is a bus." Zhong Jianguo said, "The boat leaves at ten o'clock. There are few people going to the south, and tickets can be bought at any time."

Song Zhaodi: "There is still plenty of time. By the way, can your non-staple food book be used here?"

"My non-staple food book is sent here. The main force was only transferred at the end of last year, and the non-staple food book has not had time to change." Zhong Jianguo said, "In that bag, the money is also in it. go?"

Song Zhaodi said while rummaging, "Yes. I'll go by myself, don't worry, I don't know the way and will ask others. Don't forget, I have a high school diploma and I can read." She took out the non-staple food book and opened it. , stunned, "Why do you still have so much money?"

"The salary of these few months is not very useful." Zhong Jianguo said.

Song Zhaodi gave her family two hundred dollars. It cost fifty or sixty dollars to buy cloth and clothes that day, and there were two or three hundred dollars in the non-staple food book. How many months? If she remembered correctly, Zhong Jianguo's wife had only been dead for more than three months. His wife had a funeral and had to raise three children. She didn't want to save so much money in seven or eight months.

Song Zhaodi glanced at him and saw that Zhong Jianguo was feeding the second child with water. She did not intend to explain. She curled her lips and rolled up the money and non-staple food book: "I will try to be back within an hour."

"Don't worry." Zhong Jianguo said, "I can go to the pier in time at nine o'clock."

Dawa Zhong looked at Song Zhaodi's back: "Dad, will she run away?"

"Her clothes and graduation certificate are in the bag next to you." Zhong Jianguo said, "She won't run away, but she's worried that we won't wait for her. Dad, you're a good stepmother, you can't be on the island. If you are more temperamental, you have to help your stepmother take care of the two younger brothers together."

Zhong Erwa pushed open the porcelain jar: "Dad, I'm obedient."

"Er baby is good." Zhong Jianguo smiled, "Dad, did you hear me?"

Zhong Dawa said "um": "I will be good if she is good."

A little after eight o'clock, Song Zhaodi came back with a large bag.

Zhong Jianguo was surprised: "Why so fast?"

"I went there by car." Song Zhaodi speaks fluent Shencheng dialect, and when she goes out, she asks locals to inquire about supply and marketing cooperatives and department stores. Seeing her disheveled and dusty appearance, the citizens of Shencheng mistakenly thought that she was in a hurry, and some kind-hearted people even sent her to the stop sign, "Can I wash my face at the station? I want to wash my face."

Zhong Jianguo: "I don't know either, we'll be there in the afternoon, please bear with me." Looking at the cloth bag in her hand, "What's inside?"

"I have everything." Song Zhaodi said, "I bought you a few buns at the state-run restaurant. I ate two on the way here, and you have some too."

Zhong Jianguo is curious: "How did you buy it?"

"That state-run restaurant charges money, but doesn't ask for tickets." Relying on her ability to speak Shencheng dialect, Song Zhaodi squeezed onto the bus and chatted with a group of older locals. The delicious food is clear, "Is there still water in the porcelain jar? I'll go to the comrade at the station to pour some water."

Zhong Jianguo handed her the porcelain jar: "Give me something."

Song Zhaodi handed him the cloth bag, and Erwa broke Zhong Jianguo's hand: "Dad, let me take a look."

"Don't worry." Zhong Jianguo was very curious when he saw his eldest son, but because Song Zhaodi held back, "Your stepmother is gone."

Zhong Dawa ran to Zhong Jianguo with a swipe, hooked her head, and said in surprise, "Big White Rabbit Toffee? Lots and lots, all of them are Big White Rabbit Toffee."

Zhong Jianguo was also quite surprised. He opened it and saw that there was vanishing cream, toothbrushes, toothpaste, clam oil, cooling oil and paper, and the rest were all food for children.

Zhong Dawa and Zhong Erwa only saw the big white rabbit. Zhong Jianguo noticed the milk powder and malted milk essence, and couldn't help but glance in the direction where Song Zhaodi disappeared. She actually only bought herself a box of vanishing cream and a toothbrush?

"Is the stepmother okay?" Zhong Jianguo peeled off a big white rabbit and stuffed it into his eldest son's mouth.

The child pursed his lips. He didn't want to admit it and was embarrassed to deny it. He turned to the other side and grabbed the hand of Sanwa who was sleeping soundly: "Brother, wake up, I'll give you candy."

Zhong Jianguo shook his head and laughed.

Song Zhaodi trotted back with water and saw Zhong Jianguo squinting, she was very curious: "Why are you laughing?"

"I think I'm coming home soon, I'm happy." Zhong Jianguo said.

Song Zhaodi didn't believe it, so she deliberately said, "I remember that Dawa's grandmother is in Shencheng. Shall we visit her house?"

"Don't!" Before Zhong Jianguo could speak, Zhong Dawa said first, "Dad, I won't go to my grandma's house, and you're not allowed to go either."

Song Zhaodi raised her brows. It seemed that Zhong Jianguo was hiding a lot from her.

"It's too late, so I won't go this time." Zhong Jianguo said, "Pack up, let's go."

Song Zhaodi thought to herself, it's a long time coming to Japan, and I can figure it out even if you don't say anything. So, he took the initiative to carry Sanwa on his back and extended his hand to Dawa Zhong, "I'm holding you?"