Stepmother: 54. Prepare for Chinese New Year

The automatic anti-theft function (?ω?) is turned on and the purchase ratio is 80% 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 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 take me to 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?"

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.

The two arrived at the train station. Sister-in-law Zhong, who wanted to take a good look at Song Zhaodi, quickly gave her the child in her arms and the bag in her hand.

Song Zhaodi took it subconsciously, and when she found out that there was a child in her arms with a bag on her arm, she was stunned: "Zhong—Jianguo?"

"What's the matter?" Zhong Jianguo glanced at her, and before Song Zhaodi could speak, he said, "This basket is for you. You carry the third baby and the older baby. I carry the second baby and these few. package."

Song Zhaodi looked down and saw that in addition to the big cloth bag she brought, Zhong Jianguo also had a big bag and two children at her feet.

Sister-in-law Zhong explained: "In the bag are the clothes and shoes of the three of them, and Sanwa's diapers are also in it. Sister, the bag you are carrying contains the food I bought for you. There is nothing to eat on the train. Keep these for you on the road."

"Thank you, sister-in-law." Song Zhaodi twitched the corners of her mouth and couldn't help thinking of a sketch "Superborn Guerrilla" in "Review of the Spring Festival Gala Classics" that she watched as a child. At the beginning, she also complained about screenwriters, sketch actors and people in the 1980s. I didn't expect that one day I would also say, "Dad, come to my side."

The child grabbed Zhong Jianguo's hand and looked at Song Zhaodi timidly.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhong walked over to Zhong Jianguo and gently pushed the child: "Dad, go to your mother's place, be obedient, the train is coming soon."

As if the child didn't hear it, he turned around and gave Song Zhaodi the back of his head.

Song Zhaodi turned to Brother Zhong: "Brother, give me the second baby."

"Let Jianguo hold it." Brother Zhong looked at his eldest nephew, "The eldest baby is disobedient, and the uncle will not hurt you anymore."

Song Zhaodi: "It's alright, I often work at home, and I'm very energetic." As she spoke, she extended her hand.

Sister-in-law Zhong was very satisfied with Song Zhaodi's attitude and gave Zhong Jianguo a wink. This daughter-in-law was good, "Jianguo, give the ticket to your elder brother, and we will take you on the bus."

Three children, two big bags saluting, it was really troublesome to get in the car, and Zhong Jianguo didn't show courtesy to his brother.

Taking out the ticket, Zhong Jianguo picked up two large bags, and there was a banging sound in the distance.

Song Zhaodi turned her head subconsciously, followed the sound, her eyes were darkened, it was cold in winter and hot in summer and she was sitting on an old train, she was going to be exhausted.

"What are you looking at? Zhao Di." Zhong Jianguo took two steps and found that his newly married daughter-in-law was not following, "Get in the car."

With a heavy heart, Song Zhaodi set foot on the southward train with her youngest on her back and her second child in her arms. The excitement of "escape" Xiaosong Village disappeared, and the good mood suddenly fell to the bottom.

"What's the matter?" Sister-in-law Zhong hugged the eldest baby and turned her head to see that Song Zhaodi's expression was wrong, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Song Zhaodi squeezed out a smile: "No. I didn't expect so many people in the car, how delicious it must be."

Sister-in-law Zhong stood on tiptoe and looked at it: "There are not many people, and the seats are not full. If it is too much, ask Jianguo to open the window." I thought Song Zhaodi was tired from holding the child, but after hearing her say this, I couldn't help but feel Strangely, the smell of the car is not as strong as that of the countryside. There are thatched huts, pigsties, and manure pits everywhere.