Stepmother

    I smiled bitterly: "Dad, you just said that I am your good brother."

    "I didn't say you're not right now." Zhong Dawa didn't understand, "Why do you think so?"

    Song Zhaodi explained: "You treat self-reliance as a brother, and you say that he is being played, do you treat yourself like a brother?"

    "But I'm telling the truth." Zhong Dawa said, "Do you want me to say that Zili has never played the flipping rope, and that she can't play before losing to Sanwa? , Sanwa wins alone."

    Self-reliance and speechless: "Dad, I'm not stupid."

    "Okay, your hands are stupid." Dawa looked at Song Zhaodi, "Mother, can I say that?"

    Song Zhaodi: "You asked about self-reliance, but I'm not self-reliant, so I can't answer for him."

    "Self-reliance, are you stupid or are you stupid?" Dawa asked.

    I don't want to talk to him, so I put a dumpling in my mouth.

    Song Zhaodi was surprised, she turned to Zhong Jianguo, this child knows how to lose his temper?

    Zhong Jianguo didn't expect it, and handed Song Zhaodi a leek box: "Eat, if you don't eat it, it will be cold."

    Song Zhaodi broke half of it and returned it to Zhong Jianguo: "I can't finish it."

    "Mother, the five dumplings are finished." Zhong Sanwa tugged at Song Zhaodi's clothes, "I'm still hungry." Without waiting for Song Zhaodi to speak, "I don't like dumplings."

    Song Zhaodi: "Then I'll make you a bowl of milk powder."

    Zhong Sanwa was dumbfounded, when did he have so much food?

    "I don't want to drink milk powder either." Zhong Sanwa said quickly, I'm afraid Song Zhaodi really went later.

    Song Zhaodi followed his good manners: "Then give your milk powder to your brothers."

    "No." Zhong Sanwa blurted out.

    Song Zhaodi often remarks in front of her children that milk is good for health. She went out to buy New Year's goods a year ago, so she bought five packs of milk powder, one for each of the five children.

    Sanwa doesn't want to drink milk powder, because children like him on the island don't eat it. But he wanted to grow taller. Not only did he treasure the package of milk powder that belonged to him, but he also always wanted to get some milk powder from his brothers.

    In Sanwa's opinion, the brothers drink less, he drinks more, he grows faster than the brothers, and in a few years he will grow as tall as the brothers.

    Sanwa's careful thoughts, Song Zhaodi and Zhong Jianguo are very clear. It was found that the big baby was cheating his milk powder by the third baby, and their parents did not intervene.

    Song Zhaodi also knew this, so she deliberately pulled out the milk powder: "Then eat some leek boxes."

    "Mother..." Sanwa rushed towards Song Zhaodi.

    Song Zhaodi quickly put her arms around him: "Well, I heard."

    "Mother, I'm going to cry." Sanwa looked at Song Zhaodi, there were no tears in her eyes, she was full of cunning.

    Song Zhaodi said: "I can't do anything if you cry, the tofu skin has been eaten by your brother."

    "Finished?" Sanwa was stunned, realizing what she said, she turned her head sharply, the plate was clean, and his elder brother Zhong Dawa was dipping the dumplings into the sauce, "Mother!"

    Song Zhaodi: "You just want to eat cold, I know. But, Zhong Sanwa, you are only three years old, you have a weak stomach, you have eaten oily leek boxes and too many raw vegetables. You will have diarrhea. When you grow up, how much you want to eat, how much your mother will cook for you."

    Zhong Sanwa wants to say, she doesn't eat when she grows up.

    Zhong Jianguo coughed, and the child hurried back to sit down and pushed the bowl to Song Zhaodi.

    Song Zhaodi gave him three dumplings: "Is it enough?"

    Zhong Sanwa pouted and nodded reluctantly.

    Song Zhaodi was speechless and ignored him, lest he think that acting like a spoiled child can achieve his goal.

      .

    Song Zhaodi has promised the children that they will cook braised pork on the Lantern Festival, but on the 14th day of the first lunar month, they did not go to the non-staple food factory to buy meat.

    On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, in the morning, Song Zhaodi brought a bunch of children to the door of the non-staple food factory and attracted everyone's attention.

    Some people see sympathy, some admire, and some gloat... Song Zhaodi doesn't know what they're thinking, and doesn't bother to care what outsiders think of her.

    Song Zhaodi was helped by nobles in her past life, and people inside and outside the circle ridiculed her for having a gold master. Later, she helped her benefactor's children design clothes, and people in the circle saw that she was leaning against a big tree, and the harsh words about her having a financial master and climbing the old man's bed disappeared.

    Compared with the previous life, those complex eyes in this life, in Song Zhaodi's opinion, are the eyes of this group of people.

    Speaking of which, if it weren't for her traveling to the countryside, or the countryside in the 1960s, even if Zhong Jianguo's three children had broken IQs and were so cute, Zhong Jianguo herself was a teacher, and she would not Marry Zhong Jianguo.

    However, that goes a long way.

    Song Zhaodi walked to the pork stall, took out five jins of pork tickets and money and handed it to the man selling pork.

    The man said subconsciously, "Mr. Song, there are ten days left in this month."

    Today on the 20th of the second month of the solar calendar, Song Zhaodi thanked him for his reminder and said, "If a few children want to eat all at once, then they will eat it all at once, so that they don't have to worry about it every day."

    "You, you really dote on children." The man had heard from colleagues before that Mr. Song would dote on children, and he didn't believe it at the time. But Zhong Jianguo and Song Zhaodi came to buy fish and ducks and big bone sticks every three days. The employees of the non-staple food factory could not believe it or not.

    In recent years, "Learning from Comrade Lei Feng" has been proposed, and the director of the non-staple food factory also held a "learning from Comrade Lei Feng" symposium with the workers. But today's days are not rich, and some people want to help those in need, but they are more than enough.

    Song Zhaodi was kind to Zhong Jianguo's three children, and picked up two more children outside. The workers of the non-staple food factory talked about the Zhong family, and they felt sorry for Song Zhaodi, but more admired.

    The man who sells pork is one of them.

    When no one was paying attention, the man picked up the scale and weighed it casually.

    "Thank you." Song Zhaodi didn't know her, but she knew that the scale bar was flat, which meant it was just right. At a glance, she knew that they gave her a little more pork. Afraid that the sharp-eyed person would see something, Song Zhaodi threw the pork into the basket and picked up Sanwa to buy fish.

    Zhong Dawa took fifty cents and took her brothers and sisters to buy vegetables.

    About half an hour, a family of six gathered at the door.

    A moment later, Zhong Jianguo came in a jeep.

    Get off the car and see that the basket on the ground is full of vegetables, and the baby is still carrying a small basket, Zhong Jianguo is surprised: "Why do you buy so many?"

    "Because we have a lot of family." Dawa pointed at Rehabilitation and Erwa, "You go back with Dad and Sanwa, we still have something to do."

    Er ​​Wa asked: "Going to buy something to eat?"

    Song Zhaodi nodded slightly: "Yes."

     Climbing into the car after rebirth.

    Zhong Jianguo reminded: "Dad, give me your back basket too."

    "I have nothing in the back basket." Zhong Dawa waved her hand, "Dad, go back quickly."

    Song Zhaodi said with a smile: "We went to the supply and marketing cooperative, not to do something bad."

    Dawa was bold, he went to the beach to pick up conch and crabs, he was afraid that he would sneak away alone, and he told Song Zhaodi about it while Dawa was away.

    Song Zhaodi was also afraid that Dawa would go to the beach with a glutton. This morning, Dawa helped Song Zhaodi to set the fire, and Song Zhaodi said, she went back and took him to the fishermen's house to exchange for conch and crab.

    Oil tickets, cloth tickets and meat tickets were scarce, Song Zhaodi was reluctant to use these tickets, so she went to the supply and marketing agency to buy a pound of sugar and put it in the back basket. Afterwards, he led the two children to a fisherman's house with a good reputation and the eldest daughter also knew.

    The fishermen on the island go out to sea every three days, and there is no shortage of conch and crab at home. Song Zhaodi's luck was also good. When she went to the fisherman's house, she saw a pot of scallops and a pot of crabs.

    Song Zhaodi was very surprised. After inquiring, she found out that for today's Lantern Festival, the fishermen on the island went out to sea last night and only came back this morning.

    Song Zhaodi took out the sugar and explained her purpose.

    In this era, people are not allowed to trade privately, but people are allowed to exchange things for things.

    The fishermen are not short of that little seafood, Song Zhaodi is very sincere, the fishermen thought that their juniors often played with the children of the Zhong family, so they gave Song Zhaodi about ten crabs, half of the scallops, and one for Song Zhaodi With fish.

    Song Zhaodi said that the children were too young to eat octopus. Their family bought perch, and the fishermen took the fish back. However, four or five catties of scallops and a dozen winter crabs still surprised Song Zhaodi.

    In the afternoon, Song Zhaodi steamed crabs, fried scallops, made braised pork, made sea bass, stewed tofu, and fried yam. The family had enough to eat and drink, so Song Zhaodi asked Dawa to go to the fisherman's house again.

    Dawa asked subconsciously, "Mother, do you want to change something?"

    "Stop dreaming." Song Zhaodi said, "This way of eating at noon, at most twice a year. There are two pots of pickled garlic cloves and carrots in the cabinet, and you and Zili sent them to others. "

    The big baby didn't move: "Mother, you don't want to eat, ask me to send it to others? I'm not going, I'm going to you."

    "When do I not want to eat?" Song Zhaodi stared, "Hurry up!"

    Zhong Dawa stood still: "No."

      a bit.

    "We ate garlic cloves and shredded carrots this morning, so it's not like giving others what we don't eat. Besides, the shredded carrots and garlic cloves in the cabinet were taken out by your mother at noon It's not the leftovers from our family."

    Zhong Dawa: "Mother said in the morning that she doesn't want to eat."

    "Your mother said you don't want to eat it because it's been a winter. Not to mention pickled vegetables, even if you eat meat, you'll get tired of it." Zhong Jianguo said, "Be on your own, go and bring out the vegetables. "

    Pull the big baby independently: "Let's go."

    Zhong Dawa still didn't move: "Mother, you ask me to pick some vegetables, I'll go."

    Song Zhaodi said with a smile: "You see which lettuce grows big and which spinach grows well, cut it yourself with a hoe. Cut as much as you want."

    Zhong Dawa was overjoyed and suddenly thought: "I can't chop too much, our family still has to eat."

    Zhong Jianguo suddenly felt that his eldest son was very annoying and wanted to kick him into the sea, "You are the one who wants to chop vegetables, and you are the one who doesn't want to. Do you want to go? go baby."

    "Go, go, go now." Zhong Dawa asked Zili to serve the vegetables. He took a small **** to chop spinach and lettuce.

    After more than half an hour, Zhong Dawa came back, put down the basket and lay on the chair.

    Song Zhaodi saw that he was weak and lethargic, and noticed that water was dripping from the back of the basket, and instantly thought of what was wrong with him, and deliberately asked: "Dad, what's wrong?"

    Zhong Dawa waved her hand: "Don't talk to me, I don't want to talk."

    "Brother, is someone bullying you?" Zhong Sanwa ran to Dawa, "Tell me who it is."

    Song Zhaodi asked: "Are you helping your brother clean up? Sanwa, come here for me."

    "Big brother must be sick." Erwa guessed, "Brother Zili, there is medicine in the drawer upstairs, give him a slice, and he will be fine."

    Zhong Dawa raised her leg and kicked the second baby away: "You are sick, go away."

    "You just get out of the way!" Erwa stumbled a bit, raised her foot to give Dawa a touch, and hid behind Gengsheng.