Stepmother: 6.Before the wedding

Song Zhaodi: "Auntie, this comrade Zhong is my cousin's stepson. My cousin came here a few days ago to talk to me. He's a college student, I think he's pretty good, and I plan to marry him. Don't stay here in the future. I have a lot of money with the premise king."

"College student." The woman was envious and looked at Zhong Jianguo, "but why do I think he is a bit old, not as good as Wang Degui as you are."

Zhong Jianguo frowned, wondering how to explain it.

Song Zhaodi: "I'm not saying he's a college student now, he's graduated for several years, and now he's an officer. He trains in the army every day, exposed to the wind, the sun, and the rain. He looks older than us."

"Officer?" The woman was surprised, but didn't want to admit that Song Zhaodi was lucky, "How old is an officer?" It must be a small platoon leader.

Song Zhaodi: "Leader."

"My aunt knows how old the regiment leader is?" Sister Song saw that the other party couldn't believe it and was extremely satisfied. "The regiment leader is the division commander, and the division commander is the commander."

The woman exclaimed: "My mother, I just said that Zhao Di is a lucky person, and she is indeed a lucky person. Zhao Di, do I have to call you an official wife in the future?

"Zhaodi, in the future when my aunt's dog grows up, I will ask him to serve as a soldier under Captain Zhong." Before Song Zhaodi could speak, he said to Zhong Jianguo, "Captain Zhong, give it to my dog. You're a little company commander."

Zhong Jianguo was speechless, where did he follow, "Auntie——"

"Auntie, your dog Dan is too thin and too short." Song Zhaodi said, "You can't even carry a connecting rod gun in the army, so how can you be a company commander? In my opinion, Dog Dan can be the squad leader of the cooking squad."

The woman wondered: "Cooking class? Isn't that the chef who cooks, no, no."

"Your dog Dan is too thin, I think he can only use a spatula." Song Zhaodi said, "Dog Dan is cooking? You tell Dog Dan, cook well, and go to the army to give me a target in the future. Cook."

The woman looked back and saw that her son was having a face-to-face meeting, she snorted at Song Zhaodi, "thinking beautifully!" and disappeared with a swoosh.

Zhong Jianguo was about to ask what happened to her. I heard from the other side of the wall, "You are not allowed to cook in the future. Stay away from the stove. Go and call your father to come and start the fire."

"What's going on?" Zhong Jianguo lowered his voice and pointed to the wall.

Sister Song points to the kitchen.

After the three of them entered, Miss Song whispered, "That woman is a well-known lazy person in our village, waiting for her child to cook it for her every day. The dog's egg is a boy, not a girl, and surrounds the stove every day. What does the turn of the station look like?

"My mother told her once that she thought my mother was meddling with her own business. Also, the teenage children are growing up and eat more dog eggs, and she thinks she eats too much dog eggs."

"No wonder her face is getting round." Zhong Jianguo understood, "the good things from their family have all eaten into that woman's stomach."

Sister Song: "Yes."

"Did you just want to say that recruiting troops is out of your control?" Song Zhaodi asked Zhong Jianguo, "She will think we are stingy if you talk about it like this, she won't listen to reason with her, and will confuse others to come to you. Let everyone know you're stingy."

Zhong Jianguo thought about it carefully and had to admit that although Song Zhaodi seemed to be honest, she was not stupid: "I have been taught."

"My family is smart." Father Song saw that there was no more firewood under the pot, so he stood up and patted the dust on his body, "Go wash your hands and eat later. Comrade Zhong, eat one piece?"

Returning to town yesterday, Zhong Jianguo was about to faint from hunger, and today he dared not be more polite: "Thank you, uncle. Uncle, you call me Jianguo or Xiao Zhong, don't call me Comrade Zhong again, it sounds weird."

Mother Song poured out the vegetables in the pot: "Then don't call Comrade Song, call me Zhao Di like me. Zhao Di, go and call your eldest brother-in-law back for dinner."

"I'll go shout." Zhong Jianguo volunteered.

Mother Song: "You don't know the way. Zhao Di, hurry up."

Song Zhaodi walked out of the kitchen and pouted, calling her eldest brother-in-law to eat. It has always been her nephew's job. Let her go today? There must be something to tell Zhong Jianguo.

Zhong Jianguo also found out, don't think that today is his second visit to the Song family. Ge Yin Song's mother's acting skills are not very good, "Auntie, do you have anything to tell me?"

Mother Song nodded: "I'll discuss with Zhao Di's father, I'll give you a cloth ticket and give you another 100 yuan. You can take Zhao Di to the county today to buy some more clothes."

Zhong Jianguo's stepmother is inconvenient, and her mother-in-law is also a troublemaker. I saw Song's mother speak very loudly yesterday, so I thought that except his own mother, other mothers were unreasonable.

Mother Song finished speaking, and took out a stack of ten yuan and a stack of cloth tickets from her pocket. Zhong Jianguo realized that Mother Song was not polite to him, and was stunned.

Sister Song patted him: "My mother is talking to you."

"Auntie, this money is for you to buy a banquet. I can't ask for it." Zhong Jianguo said, "There is no direct boat to Wengzhou Island. City transfers. Shencheng and Hangcheng are more prosperous than our side, and I plan to go there and buy clothes for Zhao Di.”

Mother Song was happy in her heart, and she said with joy: "Do you still have money?"

"Also." Zhong Jianguo said, "You keep the money." After a while, "Can you give me the cloth ticket? It's getting colder a few days later, and my three children's clothes were too small last year. , buy some cloth when buying clothes for Zhao Di. So what, Zhao Di can make clothes?"

Mother Song: "Don't worry about this, there are no rural girls who can't cook, make clothes, and store the soles of shoes."

"Mother, I heard that Comrade Zhong is coming."

Liu Yang's voice came in from outside, and Zhong Jianguo went out: "Just call me Jianguo. Hey, such a long fish, this is—"

"Bring the fish." Liu Yang put down the basket full of grass, "Yesterday, the man who went fishing at sea came back, and the captain said that the family will be divided into two fish. Mother, I think that our family will have to do business in a few days and divide the fish. I told the big guys that our family will use fish and exchange rice with them.”

Mother Song nodded and said she knew: "Put it in the pot first, and then marinate the fish after eating."

"Auntie, do you want to buy pork?" Zhong Jianguo asked.

Mother Song pointed to the pigsty: "The day after tomorrow, kill that pig, and then find someone else to exchange some vegetables."

Zhong Jianguo had never been a farmer for a day, and he knew what pigs meant to the farmer. Looking at the big fat pig who was unconscious and sound asleep, Zhong Jianguo, who mistakenly thought that Song's mother was unconscious, was extremely complicated. He didn't say anything, and turned back to the kitchen to help Song Zhaodi serve the dishes.

Today is Friday, and Song Zhaodi has a class. After dinner, she goes to school to ask for leave, and then takes Zhong Jianguo's car to go out. However, he was stopped at the entrance of the village.

Song Zhaodi jumped out of the car: "Village Chief, what's the matter?"

"Is he your partner?" The village chief pointed at Zhong Jianguo, who was holding a bicycle.

Song Zhaodi: "Yes. He is not an outsider either, my aunt's stepson."

"I also heard that he is a soldier." asked the village chief.

Zhong Jianguo was surprised and turned to Song Zhaodi. How did he know?

"Did my aunt next door tell you?" Song Zhaodi rolled her eyes and said, "Village Chief, when do you want to get married?"

The village chief waved his hand: "I don't care when you get married, I just want to ask if you are still married in our village."

"I have to follow the army." Song Zhaodi said, and immediately understood what he meant, "The village chief is worried that after I leave, there will be no teachers in the school? The college students and high school students assigned to our village in the town are all educated youths, you Find them."

The village chief waved his hand: "They are going to the countryside to exercise, not to enjoy happiness."

"The village chief thinks being a teacher is a blessing? Teaching children is more tiring than working. I would rather help my mother to work than teach the skin children of our village." Song Zhaodi said, "Besides, they He comes from a big city, he has more knowledge and is more suitable to be a teacher than me. Don't stop me, go find them."

The village chief raised his eyebrows: "Listen to what you mean, you are getting married?"

"Yes. I don't want to get married so soon." Song Zhaodi pointed at Zhong Jianguo, "He is in the East China Sea Fleet, the village chief knows about the East China Sea Fleet? It's the East China Sea Fleet that fought against Lao Jiang the year before. Restless, he has to go back in a few days. I have to reassure him."

There is a college student in the Song family, and some people in the village are envious and others are jealous. However, regardless of whether the villagers envied or envied Song Zhaodi, when they mentioned her to other villagers, she always looked proud.

College student Song Zhaodi returned to the village to teach, and villagers from several surrounding villages sent their children to school here. Because of this incident, the village heads of several surrounding villages were very polite when they saw the head of Xiaosong Village,

The village chief was most afraid of Song Zhaodi's marriage. When he heard that Song Zhaodi had a partner, he pulled his shoes and went to school. Seeing that Song Zhaodi hadn't gone to class yet, she ran to Song's house again.

Song Zhaodi was blocked in the middle of the road. The village chief squinted and looked at Zhong Jianguo. He felt a pain in his flesh, as if he watched his succulent cabbage being choked by a pig.

Before Song Zhaodi spoke, the village chief also hoped to persuade Song Zhaodi, soldier, East China Sea Fleet, etc., the village chief as a party member could not say anything to stop him: "Really?"

"Uncle the village chief, he is still the head of the regiment." Song Zhaodi said, "There are more than 2,000 soldiers under his command. I don't dare to talk about such a big panic."

The village chief blinked: "Head of the head? Oh my God, this is amazing. Hello, hello, Head Zhong." He quickly stretched out his hands.

"Hello, Village Chief Song." Half an hour ago, Zhong Jianguo saw Song Zhaodi take care of the inconvenient neighbor. Now he has seen the village chief's attitude change dramatically. He used to think that the diplomats of the Warring States Period had to rely on one mouth. Zhong Jianguo, who persuaded the princes of various countries to be exaggerated, believes at this moment that some people's mouths are so powerful, "Cun Chief Song, do you agree with Comrade Zhao Di and me?"

The village chief nodded again and again: "Agree, you must agree, I will ask the school to open a letter of introduction and certification for Zhao Di. By the way, when will you get married?"

"No. 9." Song Zhaodi said, "No. 9 works at my house, and then goes to his house after finishing the work in my house. The days are too busy, and his house is too far away from here, my cousin won't come over that day. The village chief, I have to invite you to preside over the marriage tomorrow."

The village chief smiled and said, "Okay. Are you going to town?"

"No." Zhong Jianguo said, "I only got off the car the night before yesterday and didn't buy anything. Today I will take Zhao Di to the county to buy some clothes."

The village chief pointed his finger at the calculation, and couldn't help but click his tongue: "Your marriage is urgent enough."

"No way, the troops will be given seven days off." Zhong Jianguo said with a wry smile.

The village chief also said casually, he also knew that it was not easy for a serving officer to spare seven days: "Go quickly."

"Then let's go." Song Zhaodi said with a smile, "The village chief will go to my house to eat pork-killing vegetables tomorrow, and my family will kill the pigs tomorrow."

The village chief waved his hand: "I see."

After nine o'clock, Song Zhaodi and Zhong Jianguo arrived in the county, the car stopped, and Song Zhaodi couldn't help rubbing her butt: "It hurts too much."

Zhong Jianguo held up the bicycle, and when he looked back, he saw her jumping on the spot. He couldn't help laughing: "Put two clothes on when I go back. It's also that I forgot that the road here is not good."

"Wengzhou Island is a good road?" Song Zhaodi had nothing to say.

Zhong Jianguo: "There is a stone road over there, which is slightly flatter than this side. Let's go in." Pointing to the department store in front.

"Doesn't the car need to be locked?" Song Zhaodi asked subconsciously.

Zhong Jianguo: "It's fine, no one dares to steal a bicycle. Your mother told me to buy you a few more clothes. Can we buy four sets first?"

Song Zhaodi followed him in and saw the clothes hanging behind the counter, thinking, I don't want any of them: "Just buy a set and wear it that day. I can make it myself, you can buy more cloth and I will make it myself. "

Afraid of her being polite, Zhong Jianguo stared at Song Zhaodi and asked, "Just buy one, are you sure?"

"Yes!" Song Zhaodi looked around, guessing which clothes would be better to change the size. After looking for a while, she saw a set of emerald green trousers and gowns with a little embroidery, "Just that one."

Shencheng is the second largest city after the imperial capital of China. Zhong Jianguo has been in Shencheng for many years and has seen more fashionable clothes. He doesn't know what to say about Song Zhaodi's taste so as not to hurt her self-esteem: "I think the next The big red one is pretty good."

"I want that one." Song Zhaodi turned to him, "Will you buy it for me?"

The salesperson at the counter saw that the distance between the two was 60 to 70 centimeters, and they were discussing new clothes. He immediately guessed that the two were about to get married, and couldn't help reminding: "Lesbian, this one is cheap, and the red one next to it is good. ."

Red is nice, the color of the flag. Song Zhaodi also wanted to wear red when she married for the first time in her past and present life. However, when Liu Ling studied clothing design in his previous life, he had checked the changes in clothing after the founding of China. From the end of the 1960s to the end of the 1970s, there were only three colors of clothing in China, gray, blue and green, and military uniforms were especially popular.

Although vigorous revolutions are being carried out all over the country during this period, because they only started last year, they have not yet risen to clothing. But the person Song Zhaodi wants to marry is a soldier, and Zhong Jianguo is her backer. Song Zhaodi didn't dare to leave a story to others, so she said confidently: "I just like cheap ones."

The salesperson was speechless.

Seeing this, Zhong Jianguo was speechless and wanted to laugh again: "Okay, that's all you need. Go back and ask your mother, explain it to your aunt."

"My mother listens to me." Song Zhaodi took the clothes and pointed to the cloth booth next to her: "Take out all the cloth tickets to buy cloth."

Zhong Jianguo immediately took out all the cloth tickets, and there was a burst of exclamations all around.

Song Zhaodi looked over and found that the salesperson who sold the cloth stared wide-eyed and puzzled: "What happened?"

"Comrade, can you give me two of your cloth tickets?" A woman in her 40s appeared next to her, "I'll exchange the gas ticket with you."

Zhong Jianguo said with a smile: "I'm sorry, sister-in-law, we have several children and several elderly people waiting for winter clothes. These cloth tickets are also exchanged by people from the village and the factory. We My home is far from here, so I make clothes once a year."

"That's it." The woman was immediately embarrassed. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a patch on Song Zhaodi's arm, and said embarrassingly, "That's fine."

Zhong Jianguo looked apologetic: "I'm sorry." After giving the money, he went out with the cloth and put the cloth on the back seat of the car, "Zhao Di, sit on the cloth?"

Song Zhaodi wanted to nod her head very much, however, if she was seen by others and muttered about her ruining things, she would also be scolded by her mother when she got home, "The cloth will sit wrinkled, I will go out of the city and grab two handfuls of straw and put it on it later. I have to panic." Zhong Jianguo bought a lot of cloth, and the salesperson found a hemp rope to tie it up. Song Zhaodi picked up the cloth as she spoke, "Let's go back."

Zhong Jianguo looked at her and saw that she was really reluctant to sit on the cloth, and also saw that she had put that extra cheap dress in the cloth and held it in her arms like a baby. Zhu said: "Actually, you can actually marry someone with better conditions than me."

"Better than you?" Song Zhaodi got into the car, holding the cloth in one hand and Zhong Jianguo's clothes in the other, "I'm also older than you."

Zhong Jianguo twitched the corners of his mouth: "I mean no children."

"I really like children." Song Zhaodi said.

Zhong Jianguo raised his brows, surprised in his heart, but did not show his face: "You told the village chief that you would rather help your mother work than go to school."

"Yes." Song Zhaodi said, "I'm a Chinese teacher in the first, second and third grades. There are seventy or eighty children in a class. Would you like to change it to you?"

Zhong Jianguo think about it: "It's scary enough. I see that your village is not very big, how come there are so many children?"

"The children from the four surrounding villages all go to our village to go to school." Song Zhaodi said, "The village elder said that the teacher in the past was a junior high school graduate and could not teach children well. I am very knowledgeable, and I gave my children to me, and they would Don't worry. If I hadn't been able to take three classes a day, the village chief would have asked me to teach fourth and fifth graders."

Zhong Jianguo doesn't understand: "There are only three classes a day?"

"Two classes in the morning and one class in the afternoon. I'll go back to work at home during the rest of the time." Song Zhaodi said, "I also have to work at home."

Zhong Jianguo didn't know much about the village, and he didn't know what to talk to her when he came to know that, after all, they only met yesterday. After thinking for a while, Zhong Jianguo said, "When we leave, remember to bring your graduation certificate. There is also an elementary school on Wengzhou Island. If you go to elementary school as a teacher, you will be paid 30 to 50 yuan a month."

"So much?" I went to the county today, and Liu Ling, who lived a hundred years ago, felt how cheap things were at this time, only a dime per pound of pork, "Why are the wages over there so high? "

Zhong Jianguo: "Wages are low over there. The primary school I told you is a school for the children of cadres, and the school attaches great importance to the descendants of the military. This year, a middle school is also established. If it hadn't been for the promotion of educated youth to go to the countryside, we would have I went to the normal school to ask for a teacher.”

Song Zhaodi winked at Zhong Jianguo's back because she couldn't see it: "It's not a coincidence. Zhong Jianguo, will you be going back to Binhai in the next two days?"

"I have to go back and tell my big brother." Zhong Jianguo said, "However, I have something else to tell you, we have to leave on the ninth. You packed up on the morning of the ninth and ate it. Go to Binhai for lunch and take the evening train."

Now is not a hundred years later, no one dares to bully Yangyang Huaxia. Lao Jiang said he would call him when he called, but Song Zhaodi dared not make a joke about it: "I know, it won't delay your business."

When she got home, Mother Song saw the clothes Song Zhaodi bought, and her face became extremely ugly.

Song Zhaodi shrugged secretly, walked up to Mother Song, and whispered in her ear, "I bought all the money from Zhong Jianguo. It has you and my father, and two nephews. "

Mother Song's heart warmed, and she pretended to be angry and said, "I have no shortage of clothes."

"You don't lack, then I'll give it to the eldest sister and the eldest brother-in-law." Song Zhaodi pointed to the two people who were learning to ride a bicycle at the door.

Mother Song raised her hand and hugged the cloth into the house, and said as she walked, "They are also in short supply."

Zhong Jianguo is teaching Liu Yang how to ride a bicycle, Song Zhaodi is not afraid that Zhong Jianguo will find out her true face, she smiled and said: "Mother, you pick four pieces, find me a piece of coarse cloth to wrap the rest, and keep the three for him. Children make clothes."

"You don't buy clothes yourself, but use Zhong Jianguo's money to buy cloth for me. Zhong Jianguo is not angry?" Song mother worried.

Song Zhaodi: "He is very satisfied with me now, and he doesn't dare to say anything if I give you all these cloths. At most, he will be sulking for a while."

"Occasionally he can't say anything. You often buy things for us, and Zhong Jianguo will be unhappy if he has no temper." Song's mother is afraid that Song Zhaodi is not sensible, "your father said last night that Zhong Jianguo is capable and capable. Everyone has a temper. If you buy something for me in the future, be sure to ask clearly, he really doesn't care, you buy it again."

Song Zhaodi: "I know. Mother, I plan to use these two days to make clothes and a pair of shoes for his three children. It's okay to make the clothes bigger, the shoes are just right, you go back and help me find them. How many shoe samples?"

"Alas, it's hard to be a stepmother." Song mother sighed, "Zhao Di, if you want to go back on it now, we still have time, and there will be no regret medicine on the 9th."

Song Zhaodi: "I don't regret it. Those three children are not well raised, so I will give birth to a few myself." After a pause, "Mother, don't worry, I am marrying Zhong Jianguo, not his son. If you are sensible, I will ask Zhong Jianguo to clean them up."

"Okay." Mother Song picked out the four worst pieces of cloth, and pushed the rest to Song Zhaodi, "Put these away."

Song Zhaodi knows fabrics best. Looking at the fabrics in Song's mother's hand, she can't help but feel sorry for the hearts of parents all over the world. However, she pretended not to notice that when she made clothes for Zhong Jianguo's three sons, she also made clothes for Song's mother, Song's father and two nephews.

On the morning of the 7th, Zhong Jianguo drove back to Binhai City.

Sister Zhong asked when she saw him: "Not bad?"

Zhong Jianguo smiled before saying a word: "It's pretty good. He graduated from high school, is diligent and sensible, and looks good."

"So good?" Sister-in-law Zhong was surprised. "The sun came out to the west, or was her head kicked by a donkey?" Pointing to the tube tower in the south.

Zhong Jianguo: "The stepmother looked down on the Song family. The Song family told her that Song Zhaodi graduated from high school, and she probably thought they were bragging. Song Zhaodi's eldest brother-in-law waved his hands in annoyance when he heard my stepmother. The Song family didn't like the stepmother. Sister-in-law, don't worry that Song Zhaodi is like her."

"It's great!" Sister Zhong's heart has been hanging on for a few days, but it's finally coming true, "You go back on the ninth, she will go back with you?"

Zhong Jianguo: "The Song family is very reasonable and agrees with Song Zhaodi to come with me." Then they talked about the wedding, "Song Zhaodi's parents didn't say it clearly, but I can feel it, the Song family doesn't want the villagers to know that I have three Children, don't go there on the ninth day."

"Definitely." Sister-in-law Zhong said, "It's an innocent girl who graduated from high school. If you marry someone with children, the villagers will definitely think that the Song family looks ugly."

Zhong Jianguo: "When Song Zhaodi comes over, you will know that it is not difficult for people to find someone with similar conditions to me."

"Then why would I want to marry you?" Sister-in-law Zhong frowned, "Did you inquire clearly?"

Zhong Jianguo couldn't say that Song Zhaodi had an object before, so he said: "Song Zhaodi's conditions are hard to find in rural areas, and if you pick it up, it's even harder to find when you're older. Well, I caught up with me." The son pricked up his ears and listened, "Son, are you relieved now?"

"Isn't the stepmother bad?" the child asked.

The people of Zhong Jianguo are in good spirits on happy occasions, and reach out and hold their eldest son on his lap: "It's not bad, and he can also make clothes and shoes. When I came, I was cutting cloth to make cotton clothes for you."

"Really?" The child didn't believe it. "Mom can't make clothes and shoes, she can? Dad, it's a puppy to lie."

Zhong Jianguo's eyes darkened: "She is different from your mother. She can cook and is a teacher."

"My mother is also a teacher," said the child.

Zhong Jianguo nodded: "This is the same as your mother. If you see her tomorrow, you have to call her mother."

"Why don't I shout?" The child asked, tilting his head, "Will you hit me? My sister said that if there is a stepmother, there is a stepfather, just like a grandfather. Dad, will you become a stepfather?"