Stepmother: 25. I am me

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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 head of Zhong Zhong, is even more embarrassed: "Dad, how did I tell you before? If you are not obedient, I will send you to my grandma's house."

The child turned 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's 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?"

Zhong Dawa gave Zhong Jianguo a subconscious look. Zhong Jianguo handed him a big white rabbit toffee, and the child pursed his lips and handed it to Song Zhaodi.

Song Zhaodi was speechless and wanted to laugh. However, seeing that the child no longer rejects her, nor does she tease the big baby.

Around three in the afternoon, the family went to Wengzhou Island.

The main force of the East China Sea Fleet moved to Wengzhou Island, causing division commanders and regimental commanders to travel everywhere on the small Wengzhou Island, and Zhong Jianguo was the only one who became the regiment commander at the age of 30.

Zhong Jianguo is a college student, arguably the most learned among the young officers. He acted in a low-key manner and could not hold a high profile, so that in addition to the whole army and soldiers who knew him, the fishermen on the island had also heard of his name.

Song Zhaodi said Zhong Jianguo, which way to go. Zhong Jianguo was recognized by passers-by.

A moment later, a military jeep appeared beside Zhong Jianguo, and before the window opened, he shouted, "Captain Zhong, where are you going?"

Zhong Jianguo stopped: "Go home."

"I'll send you a paragraph." As he spoke, he looked to the other side of Zhong Jianguo, and saw that the woman beside him was dark and thin, wearing very ill-fitting green clothes, and her face was disheveled, and she couldn't help but tut, " Is that the new sister-in-law?"

Zhong Jianguo nodded: "She is Song Zhaodi, you can just call her Xiao Song."

Join Di? Men are of the highest quality, and the names of people and places are also earthly, and the head of Zhong Da, who was born in the working class, has today? Alas, God is indeed the most fair: "How can I call Xiao Song, sister-in-law, slow down."

"Thank you." Song Zhaodi inadvertently caught a glimpse of the disgust in the man's eyes, and was quite speechless. There are still such people in the revolutionary ranks? I was curious, "Jian Guo, who is this?"

Zhong Jianguo: "The captain of a certain ship, Ma Zhonghua. Xiaoma, what is this for?"

"Back to the team." Ma Zhonghua looked back at Song Zhaodi, really dark, "Where is my sister-in-law from?"

Song Zhaodi: "I'm also from Binhai. My aunt is the stepmother of Captain Zhong. According to my seniority, I am the cousin of Captain Zhong."

"Cousin?" Ma Zhonghua didn't expect it, "I haven't heard it mentioned by Captain Zhong before."

Song Zhaodi: "I'm eight years younger than him. He went to college, and I'm still in elementary school. I'm too old to walk."

"Sister-in-law went to school?" Ma Zhonghua was quite surprised.

Seeing that Zhong Jianguo didn't stop her, Song Zhaodi continued: "I have been here for two years, and I have a rough understanding of writing and ink."

Ma Zhonghua's hand shook, Zhong Jianguo hurriedly hugged the big baby sitting between him and Song Zhaodi.

Those who have been in school for two years can't say the word "vulgar and proficient in Chinese and Mo". Ma Zhonghua couldn't help but envy Zhong Jianguo. What luck? My previous wife graduated from high school. A learned master: "Sister-in-law is modest."

"It's average." Song Zhaodi was too lazy to pay attention to him, and continued to be modest, "I will also write my own name."

Ma Zhonghua choked and wanted to speak again.

Wengzhou Island is not big. Although the military family home is far away from the dock, it takes less than a cigarette to drive. Zhong Jianguo got out of the car and said thank you to Ma Zhonghua, then looked for the keys.

Song Zhaodi looked at the two-story building in front of her and said in surprise, "It's actually a building?"

"It's close to the sea, and the air is wetter than in the north. The first floor is too damp to live in. When the troops build houses, they will build two floors." Zhong Jianguo opened the door, and a musty smell came to his face.

Song Zhaodi believed that he didn't lie to herself this time, "Are you going to the army?"

"Someone will come to notify me if something happens." Zhong Jianguo said, "Can I help you clean up?"

Song Zhaodi nodded, carried the third child to the second floor and asked, "How many rooms are upstairs?"

"Four rooms, three of which can be accommodated. The one with the windows facing south is my room, the one on the right is for Dawa and Erwa, and the left is the guest room." Zhong Jianguo said, "Big brother and sister-in-law come here occasionally. stay on the left."

Song Zhaodi pushed open the door of the master bedroom and looked up to see the photo on the head of the bed. The man in the photo was the younger version of Zhong Jianguo, while the woman in the photo was white and fair, with a melon-seeded face and slender eyebrows and eyes. weak. However, she gave birth to three healthy sons, and by this, Song Zhaodi knew she was strong: "I'll live on the left side."

Zhong Jianguo froze for a moment, thinking he didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

"I live in a guest room." Song Zhaodi repeated.

"It's confusing, I think it's clearly crazy." Song Zhaodi's eldest sister said, "Mom, go and find Dad's silver needle and give the little sister a few needles."

Song Zhaodi sighed: "Sister, I'm not crazy."

"Why don't you let Wang Degui, an innocent young man, marry a widower?" Sister Song stared, "My aunt is not at ease, she is a stepmother to others, and I can't see her. Hello. The second child of the Zhong family is a soldier in Shencheng as she said, and he is a college student. He still has a salary of more than 100 yuan a month. Not to mention three children, even if he has five children, there are many women. Willing to marry him.

"You don't remember what she brought to our house? A few broken pears, and a few matchmakers brought pears to the door. By the way, her husband's surname is Zhong, our surname is Song, and you marry the second child of the Zhong family. It's Song Zhong, at the end of the day, you don't know what she has in her heart?"

The original owner was only concerned that Zhao Yin was uneasy and kind, and Song Zhaodi, whose core was replaced by Liu Ling, recalled Zhao Yin's words carefully, and found that her words were full of loopholes: "Today is National Day, and Zhong Jianguo will come back in a few days, I will ask him. "

"Zhou Di, listen to Mother's words." Mother Song stood up against the table with a sad face, "Mother knows that the Wang family and the Zhong family are not good match, don't worry, I will ask someone to kiss you when I arrive tomorrow. I won't leave my daughter alone."

Song Zhaodi pulled Song's mother's hand. The gully on her hand surprised Song Zhaodi. She looked down and saw that Song's mother had a few pieces of cloth wrapped around her fingers. She was shocked. At this time, the farmers were really bitter: "Mother, Zhong Jianguo is a college student, or a soldier who eats commercial food, and I marry him and I will be a city person—"

"You can be considered a city person when you marry into the Wang family." Sister Song is not impatient, and she doesn't have a lot of temper. It is about her sister's life, and slow Langzhong is also anxious at the moment, "Wang Degui's parents also said that you If you marry Wang Degui, I will ask Wang Degui's uncle to transfer you to teach in the town."

Song Zhaodi knew that the eldest sister was good for her, so she didn't blame her for yelling: "My aunt deliberately made the second child of the Zhong family hyped up, I think my aunt didn't know about Zhong Jianguo's situation, but she was right. "

"What do you mean?" Mother Song was puzzled.

Song Zhaodi: "Zhong Jianguo is at least a captain."

"Captain?" Sister Song doesn't understand, "What kind of officer is that?"

Song Zhaodi guessed according to later generations: "I heard from my classmates that after graduating from college, he can be promoted to captain in six years. Zhong Jianguo graduated eight years ago, and Binhai Ocean University is a military academy. Now he is at least a captain, and then he is a captain, Major."

"I know the major." Sister Song said, "The major must be the head of the regiment, right?"

Song Zhaodi has watched military programs, but she has never noticed whether the major is the regimental commander or the division commander: "I don't know, and no one in our family is a soldier. I guessed it based on what my former classmates said."

"If Zhong Jianguo didn't have children, it would be more suitable than Wang Degui." Wang Degui is a shipyard worker, and Zhong Jianguo may be promoted to general in the future. Sister Song hesitated, "Father, mother, what do you think?"

Mother Song looked at her little girl: "It would be nice if they could make peace."

"How can there be such a good thing in the world." Song's father is a barefoot doctor in Xiaosong Village. In recent years, he has been "destroying the four olds" everywhere. People in the village know that the Song family has a lot of books, but no one dares to put Song Father's book and silver needle were taken away because he was afraid that one day he would fall ill. Father Song who did not have these things could not cure his illness.

At the craziest time, some people want to go to the Song family to collect things. When a relative's child falls ill, he can't care about anything, so he will go to Father Song with the child in his arms.

Father Song has only read a few medical books, and he knows that nothing is perfect in the world. He also knows that the officer Zhong Jianguo is more valuable than the worker Wang De, and his daughter is married, so he doesn't have to worry about running out of food in times of famine. "Zhong Jianguo has three Boy, you have to think about it."

Mother Song turned her head sharply: "Dad, why did you agree?"

"Mother, I have something to tell you and Dad." Song Zhaodi saw Song's mother's impatience, and pulled people into her room.

Father Song waved to the eldest daughter and the eldest son-in-law. The couple returned to their house with their meals. Father Song went in and said, "Just say whatever you want. Your mother and I will listen to you. This is your life's business. , you won't regret it in the future."

"Father, mother, don't be angry when I tell you." The original owner planned to rot in his stomach. In order to reassure the second old man, Song Zhaodi thought about it for a while, and then decided to tell it all, "I'll talk to a friend when I go to school."

Mother Song didn't react for a while: "What friend?"

"Male?" Father Song couldn't believe it, Song Zhaodi nodded, and Father Song hurriedly asked, "Where are the others?"

Mother Song suddenly opened her eyes: "Zhao Di—"

"Mother, don't worry." Song Zhaodi's body instinctively went to help Song's mother, "I told him to come back from the summer vacation last year, but his family background was a problem, so he secretly went overseas."

Father Song stared at his daughter: "When you came back suddenly last year, your mother thought you had something to do. I said that your mother thought too much. Later, I heard that the university was closed, so I didn't think about it. It was at that time. thing?"

"Yes." Song Zhaodi said weakly, "He promised to marry me, so I'll be with him." Pretending to be sad and ashamed of his parents' teachings, Song Zhaodi lowered his head, looking very embarrassed to see his father mother.

Mother Song burst into tears and hugged her daughter in her arms.

Three years of hardship, Mother Song never shed a single tear when she only ate one meal a day. At this moment, Mother Song's tears fell down and fell on Song Zhaodi's clothes and hit Song Zhaodi's heart.

Liu Ling is a powerful woman. She has been to the Oscars, Cannes, and a personal fashion show in her previous life. She has encountered countless difficulties and believes that nothing in the world can make her cry.

Listening to Mother Song sobbing in a low voice, she noticed from the corner of her eyes that Father Song, who was half-white-haired, was holding the door frame and secretly wiping her tears. Liu Ling, who had long forgotten the taste of tears, was wet in the corners of her eyes: "Father, mother, don't be sad, all It's over. I, I found out what kind of person he was before I married him, it's better than knowing he was a coward after we got married."

"My Zhaodi, why is your heart so big?" Mother Song cried out with a wow.

Liu Ling patted Song's mother's back lightly, and said in her heart, your daughter's heart is not big. Since Zhao Yin left, she has been crying under the quilt every night. If it weren't for this cry, the core would not have been replaced by her Liu Ling: "Mother, Zhong Jianguo has three children, I have only had one partner, and he dares not dislike me. Don't worry about you and Dad."

"He doesn't dare to dislike you, he still expects you to take care of his children." Father Song wiped away his tears, "What did the Wang family say?"

Song Zhaodi thought about it carefully: "No need to say anything, we have not taken anything from the Wang family, so there is no need to explain it to the Wang family. Zhong Jianguo is a soldier, and the Wang family does not dare to offend Zhong Jianguo or embarrass our family.

"Father, mother, the villagers are conservative. If the Wang family knew that I had talked to friends, they would have thought that I was not serious, and I had been hesitating before." This is true, but the original owner did not expect this. The original owner was sad because she couldn't go back to the city, and there was no suitable partner in the country. She didn't want to, but she couldn't wait for her age, so she couldn't stop crying, "It may be three or five years, or it may take another seven years. It will be eight years before I can go back to the city to continue my schooling, and the country will not give me a job until after graduation. Until then, I will not be able to talk to my neighbors. I thought about it carefully last night, and Zhong Jianguo is the most suitable."

"Hey, you're right. We villagers care about the innocence of the girl's family the most, but they don't care how much the girl's family asks. If you don't marry Zhong Jianguo, you will have to marry in a big city in the future." Father Song looked at Song Mother, "The matter of recruiting Di is settled. Shall we wait at home or go to the city?"

Mother Song didn't even think about it: "There's no reason for me to marry my daughter and ask him to come by himself. If he doesn't come, if he doesn't come, I will raise Zhao Di for the rest of my life."

"Mother, be quiet, eldest sister heard me." Song Zhaodi hurriedly reminded.

Mother Song subconsciously covered her mouth, looked outside, and faintly heard the sound of brushing the pot: "Far away, I can't hear it." Turning to Father Song, "I will take Zhao Di to pull two clothes tomorrow? "

"Do we have cloth tickets?" Song Zhaodi asked.

Mother Song choked: "Mother find someone to change her."

"Don't change." Song Zhaodi said, "When Zhong Jianguo comes back, I will ask him to change."

Father Song nodded: "Zhao Di is right. Although Zhao Di has talked about friends in our family, he is still a college student. Marrying him Zhong Jianguo is a blessing he cultivated in his previous life. He must make new things for Zhao Di. clothes."

"Mother, don't cry." Song Zhaodi subconsciously looked for paper, thinking that it was not 2067, it was 1967. People who learned from this era raised their sleeves to wipe tears for Song mother, "If Zhong Jianguo is a lieutenant, it costs a few dozen yuan a month, and even if he looks like Zhou Zheng, I won't marry him. Don't think too much about your father and you, I'll talk about it when I meet someone."

"Yes!" Father Song said, "After graduating from college and serving in the army for eight years, he is still only a lieutenant. Such a person may not be as good as Wang Degui."

Mother Song: "But Wang Degui can't get married either. If he knew about my family's Zhao Di... he might dislike my daughter." Tears came out again as he spoke. Mother Song believed that her own girl had only talked about one friend, and others may not believe it, "Mother's Zhaodi, why are you so miserable?"

"Why are you still crying?" Sister Song walked in, her brows furrowed, "Mother, Zhao Di doesn't look down on Wang Degui, and she doesn't want to marry Zhong Jianguo, so I'll ask someone when I go to work in the furniture factory tomorrow. There are young men about the size of Zhao Di."

Mother Song put away her tears: "Don't ask. My mother is worried that my stepmother is not easy to be good. The children of others cannot be beaten or scolded, and Zhong Jianguo has to complain about Zhao Di. These are heart-stopping."

"You can't beat him or scold him. If you starve him for three days, he will be honest." Sister Song looked at Song Zhaodi, "Zhong Jianguo dares to protect him, so he won't give him the child."

Song Zhaodi deliberately asked: "If Zhong Jianguo drives me away?"

"Go home." Sister Song blurted out without thinking, "You are a college student, and some are married to other people. We will not be wronged by his family."

October 3rd, in the evening, when Mother Song came back from the production team, she saw that the pigpen and sheeppen had been swept clean, and Song Zhaodi was squatting on the ground chopping up rotten vegetables and throwing them into the duck pen. almost.

"Zhaodi, take a break." Song's mother moved a small bench and sat next to Song Zhaodi. "Today is number three, and Zhong Jianguo is still missing. Do you want to ask your elder brother-in-law to go to the city and ask?"

Song Zhaodi stopped: "Ask my cousin, Zhong Jianguo, why hasn't she come back yet? Don't ask. We didn't tell her the truth when my cousin left. The elder brother-in-law went over to ask her, but it wasn't enough for her to run."

"Let her run a few words on the important events of your life." Song mother sighed, "In the future, if you marry Zhong Jianguo, and in the famine years, your mother and your father will not worry about your hunger."

Zhong Jianguo has three children, the eldest is five years old, the second is three years old, and the third is only one year old. Song Zhaodi was not worried that Zhong Jianguo would not come back, but was afraid that her cousin Zhao Yin, who was also Zhong Jianguo's stepmother, would make Zhong Jianguo angry. As a result, Zhong Jianguo would rather not marry than his stepmother's cousin.

"Wait two more days." Song Zhaodi, whose core was replaced by Liu Ling, wanted to marry Zhong Jianguo, not because Zhong Jianguo had three children, it didn't matter if she had children in the future.

The period from 1967 to 1975 was too chaotic, I had no problem finding a personality, and it was more difficult to get through the absurd eight years in peace and quiet. Not to mention that the other party is still a college student.

Liu Ling vaguely remembers that when the world was at its most chaotic, it did not affect the army, and the army was like a paradise. If Zhong Jianguo is really a senior officer, it means that he is neither mediocre nor short-sighted.

Liu Ling's idol in her previous life was a public police officer, which also led her to be extra tolerant of men in uniforms. Although Zhong Jianguo is in the navy, which is not the same as her idol's occupation, Liu Ling believes in herself, Zhong Jianguo should not do too much, she can hold back and don't care about each other.

Liu Ling, who was replaced by Wang Degui and Song Zhaodi, can guarantee that she has no patience to deal with it. In other days, Wang Degui, a worker, can't protect his wife and children. "If he doesn't come, I will ask my brother-in-law to ask Zhong Jianguo's eldest brother."

Mother Song's eyes lit up: "Yes, we don't need to look for your cousin, we can go past her to look for the boss of the Zhong family, and ask him what Zhong Jianguo means."

"Xiao Zhong, what are you hanging around here, why haven't you come home yet?"

Zhong Jianguo looked back and said in surprise, "Commander, when did you come back from the imperial capital?"

"Don't worry about me, I'll ask you something." A man in his 50s wearing a navy blue military uniform said, "Listen to your teacher, you have received a telegram from your family to introduce you to someone. He has already approved you. Fake, why don't you leave?"

Zhong Jianguo was quite surprised: "Why did the teacher even tell you such a thing."

"Your teachers are happy for you." The man said, "I heard that you are a rural girl, and you, a college student, despise others."

Zhong Jianguo didn't even think about it: "No." Looking at the other party's eyes, seeing the other party waiting for him to continue, he pondered for a moment, and felt that the commander also cared about him, "That woman is my stepmother's niece."

"Your stepmother, I heard your sister-in-law say it a few times." The man said, "Your previous daughter-in-law told your sister-in-law that when the boxing ceremony was late, he would force your father to send you a telegram. Rice, white noodles are reluctant to put salt. However, I still think that women who are not particular like your stepmother are very few."

Zhong Jianguo is very worried: "What if? All three of them are still young."

"What if it's not?" the man asked, "Your three children plus one dollar is not ten years old. If you don't marry this year, you must marry next year. Your teacher wants to introduce you to the teachers in the school. I don't want to."

Zhong Jianguo waved his hands again and again: "She just graduated from high school, an innocent little girl, I am hurting them by marrying them." After a while, "Besides, I have three children, and one of her has never done any work. of female students are not well taken care of.”

"Then go back and see you." The man made up his mind for him, "Did you get the marriage report?"

Zhong Jianguo froze for a moment: "Isn't it necessary?"

"When you go back and see what you think is appropriate, just do it quickly, to save you from being distracted." The man said, "Lao Jiang stares at us all day long, and will kill you someday, you can't lead troops to follow Lao Jiang. Opposite." Then he waved to the guard behind him, "Xiao Wang, bring me Master Liu."

Zhong Jianguo hurriedly said: "No, no, I will go to the teacher to apply for marriage."

"That's right." The man smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't think about anything, just talk about it when you see someone."

On October 4th, in the evening, Zhong Jianguo got off the train and didn't go to the pipe building on the side of the road. Instead, he walked across a street to the door of his eldest brother's house. A four or five-year-old child ran out of it, Zhong Jianguo subconsciously bent down and picked up the child.

Sister-in-law Zhong chased out, saw who was coming, and was overjoyed: "When did the second brother come back?"

"Just arrived." Zhong Jianguo held the child in one hand and the bag in the other. When he got inside, he opened the bag and took out all the candies, biscuits, and malted milk inside.

Sister-in-law Zhong stared at the children, opened the candy and half of each, and then went to make the wheat milk essence: "I told your elder brother in the morning, is there something that has been delayed, why haven't you come back? ."

“Big brother hasn’t gotten off work yet?” Zhong Jianguo asked.

Sister-in-law Zhong: "Your brother has been promoted to team leader and is busier than before. When are you going to go to the Song family?"

"The Song family...Has my sister-in-law met that girl from the Song family?" Zhong Jianguo asked.

Sister-in-law Zhong pointed to the south: "She went there that day. As soon as I came back, I smiled and said that it was done. Since she can't see our family having a good time all day long, even if the girl of the Song family has no flaws, people are not. I can't compare with your first daughter-in-law."

"Dad, do you really want to marry me a stepmother?" the child leaning on Zhong Jianguo's lap suddenly said.

"Go!" Song Zhaodi said, "If I don't go, I think I'm afraid of him. Zhong Jianguo, do you want to go with me?"

Zhong Jianguo wanted to see how sacred Wang Degui was, but if he went, he would not trust Song Zhaodi in the eyes of outsiders, so he smiled and said, "Go ahead."

"Zhaodi, I'll go with you." Liu Yang was afraid that Song Zhaodi would suffer, so he put down the thermos for his relatives and ran over.

Song Zhaodi nodded. Under the leadership of her students, she saw two people standing next to the school. The older ones are in their fifties, and the younger ones are in their twenties.

"That old man is Wang Degui's father." The original owner had never met Wang Degui's parents. Liu Yang thought that Song Zhaodi did not know, and explained it to her.

The two people not far away suddenly raised their heads when they heard the sound.

“Zhaodi—”

"Come back!" Wang's father grabbed Wang Degui, "Zhao Di, I heard you are getting married today?"

Song Zhaodi walked to a place two meters away from Wang Degui and stopped: "Yes. Uncle Wang, would you like to go to my house for a drink?"

"No, I won't go." The Song family did not expressly reject the Wang family. Song Zhaodi suddenly got married again, and Wang Degui was hit hard. Seeing his son's sadness, Wang's father complained that the Song family was deliberately dragging his son.

Wang Degui's family are ordinary workers, and they can't do anything to the Song family when they are angry. Wang Degui's father went to Wang Degui's uncle.

Uncle Wang was surprised when he heard that Song Zhaodi was getting married today, and the person who lost his love was not his son. Uncle Wang could analyze it from the perspective of a bystander. face.

Wang Degui's father used to listen, but now he cried when he saw his son's sadness. No matter how Wang Degui's uncle explained it, he wouldn't listen.