Stepmother: 147. Good things come in pairs

Zhong Jianguo walked over to take the dish from her hand: "I'm confused, I'll take care of you in the future."

"Counting on you? Might as well count on Sanwa." Song Zhaodi sighed casually, and didn't think she was old, Zhong Jianguo actually saw "loyalty", and there was no one else, "Leader Zhong, experts say that women are average Live longer than men. And you, eight years older than me."

Zhong Jianguo stared at her: "What do you mean?"

"It means that I can't count on you. I don't know, it seems that you are getting old." Da Wa came in and said, and left with two plates of dumplings.

Zhong Jianguo suddenly wanted to beat someone: "Why are you everywhere?"

"There are too many children." Erwa came in and replied, holding the bowl and chopsticks and went out.

Zhenxing smiled: "Uncle Zhong, I'll take it."

Zhong Jianguo gave him the plate and saw Sanwa come in again: "What are you all doing here?"

"Not all come in." Sanwa pointed to the outside, "Zhengang and Dali didn't come in, they were pulling the table and setting the bench."

Zhong Jianguo glared at him: "I saw it, I don't need your explanation."

"Then you still ask me." Sanwa glanced at him, pouted, and left with dumplings in hand.

Zhong Jianguo took a deep breath: "Song Zhaodi, can I beat them up?"

"Beat." Song Zhaodi said, "I think it turned out that your five sons and one nephew tied you up and watched us eat dumplings." He handed him a pot of vegetables again, "Go, go, It's time to eat. It's a big New Year's Eve, don't make it hard for yourself."

Zhong Jianguo looked at the six children who were already sitting and waiting for dinner: "I really hope that tomorrow is the college entrance examination, and they all pass it, so as not to leave my family angry with me."

"We're all gone, you're still lonely." Dawa said, "For example, mother said, what do you have for dinner? You would say, just the two of us, just do something."

Zhong Jianguo snorted: "You think wrong. Your mother and I make fish dumplings every day and make meat buns. Steaming a pot on the stove is enough for the two of us to eat for two days."

The big baby choked and didn't believe it: "Mother, we are not at home, do you feel lonely?"

"No." Song Zhaodi thought about it seriously, "You guys have gone to school, so I have to go to class too."

Zhong Jianguo smiled: "Zhong Dawa, didn't you expect it?"

"I think about it." Big baby doesn't want his dad to be too proud. "Mother, we are all grown up, so we won't be caught by fish, and we can help you clean up the fish. Let's make fish dumplings in two days."

Song Zhaodi: "No. It's too cold, and it's too cold when washing and cutting fish."

"I'll get it." Da Wa said.

Song Zhaodi glanced at him: "You know?"

The baby choked.

"Do it again in autumn." Zhong Jianguo said.

Song Zhaodi glanced at him: "Don't watch the excitement, it's not too big of a problem. I'll do it in two months when the weather is warm. Dali, don't be embarrassed, eat whatever you want. Don't be polite."

"You're welcome, the dishes on the table are gone." Zhong Jianguo followed.

Smiles vigorously: "I know, auntie, uncle, you eat too."

Two months later, during the Qingming Festival, Song Zhaodi brought a few children to the graves of Bai Hua, Ma Zhonghua and Zhou Shufen, and asked Dawa to go to the non-staple food factory to buy four mackerel.

My mother has been busy for a long time, and I didn't eat fish dumplings until after six o'clock in the evening.

After eating this meal, Dawa and the others began to do questions and read books all day long. Song Zhaodi didn't let them go up the mountain to chop vegetables, and when they were tired, they went downstairs. On Sunday, Song Zhaodi led Zhengang, Dawa and Zhenxing up the mountain.

On Sunday, April 16, Song Zhaodi saw that the weather was fine, and she planned to take a few children out to dig some wild vegetables. As soon as she packed her back basket, someone came at home—the principal.

Seeing this, Song Zhaodi rushed a few children upstairs before asking the principal what she was doing with her.

The principal didn't go around in circles with Song Zhaodi, but spoke directly as he walked.

Sanwa lay upstairs and saw Song Zhaodi leaving with the principal, and hurriedly asked the brothers who were reading in the living room: "What's the matter with the principal looking for his mother?"

"Didn't you hear?" The big baby glanced at him.

Sanwa shook her head: "The principal didn't say anything."

"I'm afraid you might hear it," Dawa said deliberately.

Sanwa immediately regretted asking him, and then looked for Reborn, and asked Reborn to guess.

Rehabilitation really knows: "It may be about running a high school."

"High school?" Erwa hurriedly asked, "Does that mean I don't have to go to high school outside?"

Rebirth: "There should have been junior high school and high school, but it was delayed by the 'revolution'. When we were in the imperial capital, my grandfather asked me if there were many soldiers on the island. I said not many, you There are about twenty in the class. Grandpa said it is time to run high school."

"There is no teacher." Erwa said, "There is no one in the normal school."

Rehabilitation: "Go outside to recruit. There are still five months until September 1st. Besides, the junior high school teachers will teach you about high school knowledge. If you can't find a teacher, they can also go to the Teachers College. of students graduate.”

"The principal is looking for her mother, do you want to transfer her to high school?" Erwa asked.

Rehabilitation nodded: "Yes. Although my mother didn't finish college, her English is better than someone who finished college."

"That's good." Erwa said, and suddenly thought, "We have all learned high school knowledge, and we have to go to another three years?"

Reborn: "You don't want to go to school? Erwa, let me remind you that you are only fourteen, and even if you want to go to college next year, your mother will not agree. Honestly finish high school for three years. Zhengang, the three of you Go downstairs and play, don't disturb our reading."

"If mother told us to go upstairs, we wouldn't come upstairs." Sanwa held Zhengang with one hand and Erwa with the other, "Let's go out to play."

Rehabilitation quickly said: "Don't go up the mountain. The firewood at home is enough to burn for a while."

"We know." Sanwa replied, and the person disappeared at the entrance of the stairs.

After eleven o'clock, Song Zhaodi came back and told the children that the school was going to open a high school. In the future, soldiers from the surrounding islands would come here to attend high school and go back once a week.

Dawa hurriedly asked, "Wouldn't the school have to be expanded?"

"Not only do we have to expand, we also have to build a house for the teacher, two rooms for each person, everyone has a share." Song Zhaodi said.

Daddy: "You have one too?"

"Yes." Song Zhaodi said, "If your father makes me angry again in the future, I will go to the school to live."

Self-reliant curiosity: "Is there still such a big place over there?"

"Building a three-story building." Song Zhaodi said, "The army has already consulted the opinions of several neighboring islands. The family members of the army would rather their children come to school here than go to Yongcheng to go to high school."

Dawa: "There is no need to ask for opinions on this matter. There are everyone in the school outside, and there are only military children on the island. If you want to learn, you can't be bad. It's hard to say when you go outside."

"You don't understand." Song Zhaodi rolled his eyes at him, "Zhuangzhuang went back?" The big baby nodded, "Then let's cook."

Reborn sat next to Song Zhaodi: "Mother, why don't you talk about it when you go?"

"Yes." Song Zhaodi said.

Reborn looked at her and asked his brothers, "Do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it!" The brothers said in unison.

Song Zhaodi's head hurts because of the quarrel: "If you don't believe it, that's all."

"I didn't say you were a high school teacher?" Sanwa asked.

Song Zhaodi shook her head.

A few brothers didn't believe it, and they were forced to cook by Song Zhaodi if they wanted to ask again.

In the evening, when Zhong Jianguo came back, the unwilling eldest child urged his father to ask.

Zhong Jianguo smiled and looked at Song Zhaodi and said, "I said it."

"You know?" Song Zhaodi was curious.

Zhong Jianguo: "I don't know anything about you." Then he said to several children, "The principal asked your mother to be the dean of the high school."

"What?!" Dawa was shocked, "My mother is the director? Why didn't you tell us about such a big thing, mother?"

Song Zhaodi rubbed her forehead: "I can hear it in a low voice. I haven't thought about it yet."

"You don't need to think about this." Dawa said, "You, Comrade Xiao Song, you became the director at the age of thirty-three this year. How many people dare not dream of it, but you still hesitate? Mother, miss this time, Not only will there be no next time, but the opportunity to fill the world with peaches and plums will also be lost.”

Changsheng followed up: "Mother, don't think about it. I'll tell the principal tomorrow that you and my dad have discussed it, and our whole family will support you."

"I didn't agree." Zhong Jianguo said.

Reborn choked for a moment: "Do you dare to support my mother?"

"I respect your mother." Zhong Jianguo said.

The big baby snorted: "Do you respect your mother? In the past, my mother didn't want to have children. You took the opportunity every three days, no, if you didn't get the opportunity, you also created the opportunity to set the mother up. How dare you say respect?"

"Zhong Jianqiang!" Zhong Jianguo pointed at him, "If I don't beat you for three days, do you want to go to heaven again?!"

Song Zhaodi has a headache: "Don't be noisy. Big baby, rehabilitate, go to the cooking. Be independent, revitalize, vigorously, help wash the dishes. Second baby, third baby, hold back if you want to ask." The voice fell, and the living room was in the living room. calm down.

The children looked at each other and tiptoed to the kitchen.

Zhong Jianguo changed his shoes, washed his face and hands, and sat next to Song Zhaodi, watching her intently.

Song Zhaodi pinched him on the arm.

Zhong Jianguo took a deep breath: "Would you like me to talk about something happy?"

"What can your troops be happy about?" Song Zhaodi looked at him, "A beautiful female officer?"

Zhong Jianguo nodded: "Yeah. It's pretty. A round face, big eyes, long black hair, just a little dark skin—"

Song Zhaodi twisted his waist.

Zhong Jianguo hurriedly grabbed her hand: "Really. Good thing."

"It's about you?" Song Zhaodi looked at him.

Zhong Jianguo nodded: "Do you want to guess?"

"I love to talk but not to talk." Song Zhaodi was quarreling with several sons and just wanted to be quiet.

Zhong Jianguo saw that she was not in high interest, and no longer sold her off: "I've been promoted."

Song Zhaodi couldn't help sitting upright, her eyes widened suddenly: "Say it again!"

"I've been promoted." Zhong Jianguo said, "The meeting was held a few days earlier, and the appointment has been made today."

Song Zhaodi opened her mouth and couldn't believe it: "Master?!"

"Hey, Mrs. Teacher." Zhong Jianguo followed.

Song Zhaodi threw a punch at him: "Is it fun to hide from me? I'm still worried that after Uncle Liu leaves, your teacher will make a big change because of his retirement. You actually hide it so hard, you can Really!?"

"What are you hiding?" Dawa hurriedly asked.

Song Zhaodi: "Your father has been promoted."

"No way?" Big baby looked at Zhong Jianguo, "How old is Dad? Wait, did Commander Zhao propose it?"

Zhong Jianguo waved his hand: "Unanimously approved. Later, I reported to the top, and the appointment came down within a few days."

"Unanimously approved?" Rehabilitation also came out, "Deputy Commander Wu did not promote his direct line? Those political commissars did not object?"

Zhong Jianguo nodded: "Your father is a good character, no one has any opinion on appointing me."

"I don't believe it!" Sister-in-law Duan told Song Zhaodi that Master Liu would propose to Zhong Jianguo to take his place, but Song Zhaodi knew that the army was relatively simple, but there were also several factions, so she never thought about Zhong Jianguo. Being able to become a division commander, "Is it directly appointed by the above, without going through your troops?"

Zhong Jianguo glanced at her: "You want to say that it was Mr. Qi who helped me? Comrade Xiao Song, you look down on your man too much."