Stepmother

    Zhong Dawa wrinkled her nose: "I'm not a lazy person, I just want to take the rehabilitated people out to play."

    "Then let me ask you, what's so interesting about the non-staple food factory?" Song Zhaodi stared at him, "Zhong Dawa, although I'm not your mother, I have raised you for more than two years. I don't even bother to guess at your little thought."

    Zhong Dawa's heart froze, and she pretended to be calm: "If I say no, there is no."

    "Rebirth, go with him." Song Zhaodi said.

    Zhong Dawa rehabilitated: "Let's go."

    Self-reliance looked at Dawa's back, then Song Zhaodi, and said tentatively, "I really know what Dawa wants to do?"

    "I know." Song Zhaodi picked up the vegetable pot and steamed basket, "Let's go pick leeks first."

    I went downstairs to the kitchen to get a bamboo basket, followed Song Zhaodi and saw the leeks, and suddenly realized that something was wrong: "Auntie, can leeks be eaten with tofu? I've never seen others like this. eat."

    "I don't know if leeks can be stuffed with tofu." Song Zhaodi said, "But our leeks will grow old in a few days. I plan to make leeks boxes for you. ."

    Zi Li blurted out, "Grandpa likes to eat leek boxes the most." After saying this, Zi Li was stunned, his eyes darkened.

    Song Zhaodi wanted to reply to Zili, turned her head and saw Zili's eyes were red, she couldn't help sighing: "Zili, people have to look forward. Although I haven't seen your grandfather in person, to him I don't know, but I believe your grandfather wants you and Reborn to be happy and carefree every day."

    "But my grandfather now..." Zili muttered, "He must be suffering."

    Song Zhaodi put down the sickle: "Self-reliance, it is impossible for people to have smooth sailing in this life. Some people suffer when they are young, and some suffer when they are old." In comparison, your grandfather is still alive at least. There is hope for people to live."

    He nodded independently, indicating that he had listened, but he couldn't help but want to ask: "How does Auntie know that Grandpa is still alive?"

    "Your grandfather is one of the founding marshals. Once he is good or bad, even if it is not announced to the public, your uncle can hear the wind." Song Zhaodi said, "Your uncle didn't find you Uncle Zhong, It means that your grandfather has no worries about his life for the time being."

    A self-reliant "um": "I won't cry anymore."

    "It's okay to cry." Song Zhaodi said, "Cry if you want to. I'm not an outsider, but your foster mother. It's not ashamed to cry in front of your own family."

    Self-reliance smiled involuntarily: "Auntie, you are so good, why did you marry Uncle Zhong?"

    "Because mother likes us." Zhong Erwa pulled out a green onion, "Mother, I also want to eat scrambled eggs with shallots."

    Sigh on her own: "Erwa, have you become a glutton too?"

    "You are the glutton." Zhong Erwa was very unhappy.

    I nodded independently: "I'm a glutton. Then don't disturb me. Aunt, why?"

    "In our rural areas women must get married and have children." Song Zhaodi said, "I don't want to have children, but I have to get married and have children, so I choose to marry you Uncle Zhong. The most important thing is that he has a high salary. , good treatment."

    Self-reliance is very curious, afraid that the second baby next to him will hear it, and whispered: "Aren't you afraid that other people's children will not be well raised?"

    "My own children are not necessarily filial." Song Zhaodi said, "Besides, because of your uncle Zhong, the army arranged me to be a teacher in a middle school. I don't care so much about your filial piety in the future."

    Self-reliance thinks that Song Zhaodi is strange, because she is happy to be a stepmother. Hearing what she said, Zi Li felt that what she said was very reasonable, but also felt that Song Zhaodi's thought was very strange: "Auntie, I think you are very different from the women I have seen before."

    "Of course it's different." Song Zhaodi said, "People grow up in different environments, so are their marriages, children, and ways of dealing with things." After a pause, "When you grow up Later, if you don't get married at forty, your aunt won't urge you."

    Self-reliance stunned: "Forty years old? Too exaggerated, Auntie, I won't get married so late."

    "Son, don't talk too much." Song Zhaodi patted his shoulder, "Zhong Erwa, do you understand what your mother said?"

    Er ​​Wa pursed her lips and smiled: "I don't quite understand. Mother, say it again."

    "When you grow up, whatever you want to do, your mother will not stop you." Song Zhaodi said, "As long as you don't kill people and set fires. Go to the sky, go to the sea, your mother will support you to try. "

    Erwa didn't quite understand it, so she simply asked: "Mother, I gave the schoolbag to Brother Zili, would you sew me a new schoolbag?"

    "Not good." Song Zhaodi blurted out.

    I hurriedly said: "Auntie, it doesn't matter, I can use a schoolbag with Dawa, Dawa said it."

    "Mother, you hear me." Zhong Erwa said, "Mother, when sewing a new schoolbag, you should also sew a giant panda on the schoolbag. I like pandas very much now."

    Song Zhaodi was happy: "Then what do you like in a few days?"

    "I don't know." Erwa thought for a while, "When I don't like pandas anymore, I'll tell my mother."

    Sanwa spit out the garlic sprouts, frowned and said, "Mother, I want a new schoolbag too."

    "You don't have any books, so what kind of schoolbag do you want?" Song Zhaodi frowned, "I'll make one for you when you get a new book later."

    Sanwa ran over: "I want it, mother, my brother has a new schoolbag, and I have it too."

    "It's better to give him the rehabilitated schoolbag." Self-reliance advice.

    Song Zhaodi looked at Sanwa: "If you are not obedient, I won't cook tonight. If I don't cook, the big baby will be very angry, and the big baby will beat you when he is angry, I will not stop it. on."

    "Then I don't want it." The big baby has no weight in his hands, and sometimes he slaps the third baby and grins, but the third baby still expects his brothers to play with him, and he does not dare to ask The parents complained, "Mother, when will the teacher release a new book?"

    Song Zhaodi: "When you are in the first grade, the teacher will issue a new book." After a pause, "Learn pinyin and addition and subtraction with my brother, you have learned it, my mother will buy you some books. , and then sew you a nice new book wrapping book."

    Three babies are happy: "Mother, I want a book now."

    "Learn the addition and subtraction of 1 to 20, I will buy you a writing notebook." Song Zhaodi said, "No more stealing garlic sprouts. Go back to the house with your second brother, mother later Just go."

    Zhong Erwa stretched out her hand: "Sanwa, I'll hold you."

    "Okay." Sanwa doesn't want to eat garlic sprouts either - it's spicy. When I got to the house, I asked Erwa to write a notebook.

    Erwa was still thinking about his new schoolbag, but she didn't dare to make Song Zhaodi angry. Not only did she not give her younger brother a writing pad, she also threatened Sanwa to tell Song Zhaodi about it.

    Zhong Sanwa wilted.

    Around 2:30, Zhong Dawa was carrying a bag, and Gengsheng was also carrying a bag, and the two brothers came back side by side.

    Song Zhaodi was washing leeks by the water well, and when she saw the two of them come in, she was instantly happy: "Zhong Dawa, let's clean up the 50 cents."

    "Mother, I bought a lot of things." Dawa said, "Six pounds of old tofu, more than ten pieces of tofu skin, and the yam you have been thinking about for a long time. Mother, buy two for fifty cents. Big bag, you should praise me."

    Song Zhaodi cooperated with him: "Dawa is awesome." Then he asked, "Gensheng, did Dawa tell you that the non-staple food factory has a lot of delicious food, and then asked you to ask me to buy it. Make it for you?"

    Zhengsheng's eyes widened: "How does Auntie know?"

    "Because Zhong Dawa is a glutton." Song Zhaodi looked at Dawa, "Put the things in the house and make yam tomorrow morning."

    Zhong Dawa took a closer look at Song Zhaodi's expression and found that she was not angry, so she handed the thing to Gengsheng and ran to Song Zhaodi's side: "Mother, I told my uncle who bought yam, I especially like to eat it. Yam, that uncle saw that there was no one around, so he gave me an extra catty. And tofu and tofu skin, he also gave me half a catty extra. Mother, I am amazing."

    Song Zhaodi was surprised: "It's amazing." After thinking about it, "I will give you 50 cents a day in the future, and you can buy whatever you want."

    "Five cents?" Zhong Dawa was about to say yes, but then she thought something wrong, "No meat tickets?"

    Song Zhaodi smiled: "Save the meat ticket at the end of the month to buy pork belly for you to make braised pork."

    "Then I don't want meat tickets." Zhong Dawa said, thinking of one thing, "Zhili and Regen have never eaten braised pork, mother, the Lantern Festival will be in two days, let's Lantern Festival Make braised pork at the festival.”

    Song Zhaodi nodded: "Okay." Take out the leeks, put them in the air vent to dry, call the children upstairs, and watch the children do the exercises written by Zhong Jianguo .

    After four o'clock, Song Zhaodi went downstairs, took a pickled cabbage from the jar, washed it, chopped it, and mixed it with tofu for filling. Later, Song Zhaodi chopped the chives for filling.

    Zhong Dawa is curious: "Mother want to make three kinds of dumplings?"

    "No." Song Zhaodi said, "I'll make the noodles later, you roll out the dumpling wrappers, make dumplings with Erwa on your own, and make a fire. I'll make a leek box for you, okay?"

    "The leek box?" The baby was overjoyed, "It's too good. Mother, you can make the leek box. Leave the tofu dumplings to me."

    Song Zhaodi nodded: "Then I'll go to the face now."

    Song Zhaodi has eaten frozen tofu dumplings with pickled cabbage and fried tofu in her previous life, but she has never eaten tofu and pickled cabbage dumplings.

    It was the beginning of spring a year ago, and the days after the new year are getting warmer. Song Zhaodi cut off half of it today and used it to make a leek box.

    Song Zhaodi estimated that she had to make about twenty leek boxes. She was afraid that she would use up the vegetable oil at one time, so she used the lard boiled years ago to fry the leek boxes. But she was afraid of poking the oil too much with the spatula, so when frying the leek box, she poked the lard with chopsticks.

    Zhong Dawa smelled the fragrance and came in to take a look. Seeing Song Zhaodi poking oil with chopsticks, she was very curious: "Mother, when did you learn to poke oil with chopsticks?"

    "I just learned it." Song Zhaodi turned around and asked, "Do you have any opinions?"

    Zhong Dawa shook her head: "No, no. However, I want to know how to eat those tofu skins?"

    "Have you ever had pickles?" Song Zhaodi asked.

    Zhong Dawa thought about it carefully: "I haven't eaten it." Say it, pause for a while, "Mother, today is another dumpling, another leek box, and dipping sauce, what is it today? day?"

    "Your uncle and your aunt were kicked out by your father, is it a happy event?" Song Zhaodi asked, "Is it worth celebrating?"