Stepmother: 263. Zhao Di goes out

Song Zhaodi rolled his eyes at him: "You don't care about a few plays. Is it true that your deputy commander's voice is not good?"

"What about the real? What about the fake?" Zhong Jianguo asked.

Song Zhaodi wanted to beat someone, "Can you answer my question directly?"

"Then tell me first, why are you suddenly curious about our deputy commander." Zhong Jianguo said, "If you don't say it, I won't say it."

Song Zhaodi asked him: "If I don't eat, don't you?"

Zhong Jianguo almost choked on the rice: "He, how do you say it. Our deputy commander is more suitable to be a political commissar. Every time there is a meeting, a long speech can be talked about more than a few political commissars. Just like me, go to bed early and wake up early. Okay, if you have a meeting with him, you can also fall asleep when he talks about it."

"It's more than that, right?" Song Zhaodi looked at him, "Zhong Jianguo, if you don't tell me, I will go out for a walk, and I will still be able to inquire clearly."

Zhong Jianguo rubbed his forehead: "Forget I'm afraid of you. When the commander went to the ship to offer condolences, he was like an elder. When he talked to the captain and the others, it was commonplace. When it was the deputy commander's turn, he said something similar to the commander's. But it always gives people a sense of superiority.

"Lu Liang complained to me before, when the deputy commander talked to him, there was always the illusion that he was a slave and the deputy commander was the master. In fact, the deputy commander was like that when he was young, because this was not uncommon during the Great Revolution. Suffering. Get used to it, it will be fine.”

"There are not many people who can deal with him often, but there are not many people who are used to his words." Song Zhaodi said, "He has been transferred here for several years, and I guess Lu Liang is not used to it now. Also, your deputy commander not only likes it Hold it with a little caution."

Zhong Jianguo: "Are you referring to the Li Lanying incident? That is to listen to his lover's words. To be careful, his wife is also careful."

"That's because the ears are soft." Song Zhaodi looked at Zhen Gang, Zhen Xing, and Liu Jingjing, "If you meet people from the deputy commander's family in the future, no matter who they are, they are all polite."

Zhong Jianguo laughed: "Afraid he will transfer me away?"

"I'm not afraid." Song Zhaodi said, "We don't need to make enemies for ourselves. By the way, I remember your deputy commander in his sixties, right?"

Zhong Jianguo thought about it carefully: "I was born in two or three years, and I am sixty-three."

"Are you about to retire?" Song Zhaodi asked.

Zhong Jianguo: "I'm about to retire. If I can transfer to the imperial capital next year, I can still work for a few more years. If not, I won't retire at the end of next year, and I have to retire the year after."

"If he steps back, you can go up, right? Uncle Zhong." Zhen Gang asked hurriedly.

Zhong Jianguo shook his head: "Not necessarily. In terms of qualifications, there are many people who are more suitable than me."

"A highly educated person like you has been here all the time, with Grandpa Qi behind you, and not many people with Xiao's family." Zhen Gang said, "Uncle Zhong, I'm optimistic about you."

Zhong Jianguo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I need you to be optimistic? You should take a good look at yourself. If your business ability is not good, I will send you to the front line and you will be returned."

"Don't worry about this, it's impossible." Zhen Gang was very confident, "Did you tell the dean that I want to go to the front line?"

Zhong Jianguo nodded: "What happened at the beginning of this month?"

"No matter which director has been on the operating table recently, the consultation will ask me to come and take a look." Zhen Gang counted, "I have only been in the hospital for two months, and I have even been to the obstetrics and gynecology department."

Song Zhaodi: "Your university teacher didn't tell you that doctors in our country can perform both craniotomy and delivery?"

"You've said it before, I thought it was a joke." Zheng Gang said, "But I heard that our chief physician of the hepatobiliary department delivered a child on his way to work."

Liu Jingjing is curious: "There are still pregnant women on the front line?"

"Probably not." Song Zhaodi looked at Zhong Jianguo and asked him to speak.

Zhong Jianguo: "I'm also curious, there are not many female officers on the front line, let alone family members, what are you doing in the obstetrics and gynecology department?"

"No, I didn't do anything." Zhen Gang was stopped by his question, "Maybe I hope I learn more." After a pause, he thought about it, "Maybe it will be useful on the way to the front line."

Zhong Jianguo looked at him and said, "You took the plane, and are you planning to deliver the pregnant woman on the plane?"

"I'm really not sure about this." Song Zhaodi said, "It's rare for the hospital to give your uncle a face, so study hard."

Zhong Jianguo hurriedly said, "What is a rare occasion? They usually give me a lot of face."

"Yes, yes, it gives you a lot of face." Song Zhaodi said, "If it wasn't for Zhen Gang to go to the war zone, the experts would never ask him to come over for a consultation."

Zhengang: "I will also call us interns, but not every time. So, it is because Uncle Zhong told the dean that I will go to the war zone after the year."

"How many interns did your department have this year?" Song Zhaodi asked.

Zhengang: "We have quite a few hospitals, and I am the only one in the department."

"Then I can rest assured." Song Zhaodi said, "Wherever your director goes, he takes you there. If there are other people, they will definitely envy you."

Zhong Jianguo: "It's not easy. Whoever envy you will be asked to go to the front line with you."

"Zhengang really said that, no one dares to talk to him in the future." Song Zhaodi said, "Zhengang, don't listen to Zhong Jianguo, he wants to get into trouble with others as soon as he opens his mouth, his emotional intelligence is so low that there is no limit to it. ."

Zhong Jianguo pouted, extremely disdainful.

Zhengang saw Zhong Jianguo like this, and quickly said: "Teacher, Uncle Zhong also said this at home, and usually doesn't talk much outside."

"When will you score at home?" Song Zhaodi said, "I'm teaching you right here. He said something like this. If I'm too lazy to tell him, don't tell me. Next time you encounter this, do you just follow it? What did he say?"

Zhengang: "Even if I really listen to Uncle Zhong, I will say it in a joking tone."

Song Zhaodi is satisfied: "You can't be too straight, and you can't be too slippery, otherwise it will be like a rebirth, and you will have no friends except for your classmates."

Zhen Gang looked out subconsciously: "Every time you say this, I'm afraid that Rehabilitation will suddenly appear at the door."

"The county is working on an industrial park recently, and he doesn't have time to come back." Song Zhaodi said, "I heard Erwa say it's on his side."

Zhong Jianguo: "Wouldn't it be the suggestion of Rehabilitation?"

"Rehabilitation told the secretary in private." Song Zhaodi said, "Most people think that the secretary takes the lead, and his political achievements are counted on the secretary. When he was transferred, the rehabilitate turned into a regular."

Zhong Jianguo looked at Song Zhaodi: "Why do I feel like your handwriting?"

"Then you guessed wrong, it's really not me this time." Song Zhaodi looked innocent.

Zhong Jianguo grinned and put down the bowl: "I won't cry if I don't see the coffin. I'll call and ask about rehab later."

"Whatever you want." Song Zhaodi stood up, "I was talking to you, but I ate too much without realizing it. Don't talk to me after dinner."

Liu Jingjing wanted to say that it was obviously a topic that you provoked. Noticing that Zhong Jianguo didn't care, he swallowed the words that were in his mouth, and got up to clean up the dishes.

During the summer vacation, Liu Jingjing thought her mother's house was too hot and didn't go back. On the National Day of the 11th National Day, the school had three days off. At this time, the weather was neither cold nor hot, so Zhenxing and Liu Jingjing went to his mother-in-law's house.

The second baby is rich, Song Zhaodi said she wanted to see the third baby, and the second baby immediately went to buy a plane ticket. When Song Zhaodi and Erwa got on the plane, Gengsheng also flew to the imperial capital to see his grandfather and Dawa, leaving only Zhengang and Zhong Jianguo at home.

Many doctors wanted to go back during the 11th holiday, so Zhen Gang offered him to be on duty, so that on the nights of October 1st and 2nd, Zhong Jianguo was alone at home.

In the past, when Song Zhaodi brought a few sons back to her mother's house, or went to the imperial capital Qi Lao, she also left Zhong Jianguo at home alone. At that time, Zhong Jianguo thought the most, if only he could go too.

On the evening of 11th, Zhong Jianguo realized that he was the only one at home, and what he thought was that he would retire tomorrow, and he must go out to see the great rivers and mountains of the motherland.

On the night of October 2nd, Zhong Jianguo looked at the empty house and inexplicably thought of "young couple and old companions", lying on the bed, tossing and turning, the bell in the living room rang a dozen times, and was faintly sleepy. .

It was dawn, Zhong Jianguo went downstairs, and there was not even a trace of popularity downstairs. Zhong Jianguo looked around, washed his face, brushed his teeth, and went to eat in the cafeteria.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, Song Zhaodi and Erwa came back.

Song Zhaodi was going to go to the kitchen to get some hot water to take a bath, but the stove went out and the water in the pot was cold... Song Zhaodi couldn't help but sigh.

"What's the matter? Mother." Erwa followed and planned to use a pot to boil some water. He also took a bath. Seeing Song Zhaodi staring at the cupboard, "A mouse entered the cupboard?"

Song Zhaodi: "I saw that the stove was out, and I was wondering if your dad and Zhengang didn't start the fire. I opened the cabinet and saw that the steamed buns we steamed before we left were all moldy." I wanted to kill the chickens after the Chinese New Year, so I wouldn't feed them anymore. It seems that I have to continue feeding them."

"Dad and Zhengang didn't fire, what did they eat?" Erwa was curious.

Song Zhaodi: "Zhengang is in the hospital cafeteria, and your dad is in the army cafeteria." After a pause, "I don't think the meal in the army is unpalatable this time." However, in the evening, Zhong Jianguo complained when he came back. The meal is unpalatable.

Erwa couldn't help but say, "Why don't you make it yourself?"

"It's too much trouble." Zhong Jianguo said, "Zhengang is on duty at the hospital, and he won't come back at noon or at night. I can do it myself, but it's not enough trouble."

Song Zhaodi simply didn't want to pay attention to him: "I'm lazy, and I think other people's cooking is not good, how can you be embarrassed. No matter how bad it is, it's better than what you make yourself."

"It's not as delicious as what I made." Zhong Jianguo said.

Song Zhaodi smiled: "It just so happens that I haven't cooked yet. You cook dinner, and I'll help you."

Zhong Jianguo's face changed suddenly: "I, the food I cook is better than the food in the cafeteria, but I can't compare with you. Erwa, let's cook."

"You will yell at me." Erwa reluctantly stood up, "I'll be ready, I'll be waiting for you to come back."

Zhong Jianguo turned to Song Zhaodi: "Are you mocking me again?"

"You complained when you saw me, and you gave me a chance to tease you." Song Zhaodi said, "Master Zhong, do you want to tell me the next sentence, don't go out in the future?"

Zhong Jianguo shook his head: "I don't think so. What I think is that next time you go out, make me more steamed buns and dumplings, and make some noodles. Don't make steamed buns, you have to cook vegetables, it's too troublesome. "

"Can that mother go out for ten days and a half months?" Erwa asked.

Zhong Jianguo said with a stern face: "Go for the meal!"

"No, no, yell at me again." Erwa frowned, "By the way, Dad, I have a few friends coming over in a few days. If you have to come to see your mother, then you can't yell at them." /

Zhong Jianguo: "Who?"

"According to what the Hong Kong side said, my mother is their idol." Erwa said, "They came here mainly to get goods and sell them in the imperial capital. By the way, let's visit the editor-in-chief Song on the "College Entrance Examination Materials". ."

Zhong Jianguo: "Tell your friends, your mother is busy with work and has no time to entertain them."

"Don't listen to your dad." Song Zhaodi said, "Call me before you come, I'll ask Zhenxing to buy more food. By the way, what did they do before?"

Erwa: "My parents both serve the people. They used to work in the unit, but now they all quit their jobs and want to start their own business. But their parents don't support them, and they don't have any capital. They plan to ask me to buy a batch of clothes on credit first. Some money."

"You can make more money buying your clothes." Song Zhaodi said, "Go back and lend them 5,000 yuan per person, and ask them to go to Yangcheng to wholesale things and sell them in the imperial capital, and you can earn back the capital at one time."

Erwa hurriedly asked: "What business?! Mom, I'll do it too."