MTL - Stepmother-Chapter 3 first time

Zhong Jianguo lowered his head and asked, "Don't want a stepmother?"

"No!" The child stubbornly said, "I don't want a stepmother, I want to be at the uncle's house."

Zhong Jianguo carried the eldest son to his lap: "Your aunt has to take care of your elder sister and younger sister, and you can't take care of them. I will send the three of you to your grandparents' house, or to your grandparents' house. Family?"

"Don't!" The child wowed and cried, "I don't want to go to grandma's house! Don't go to grandma's house!"

Sister-in-law Zhong was taken aback: "This child will cry as much as he wants to? If he doesn't go, he won't go."

"It's fine." Zhong Jianguo patted his son's back, "Don't cry. Let's go to Wengzhou Island tomorrow with your stepmother."

Sister Zhong saw that he didn't want to talk, so she didn't continue to ask: "You have been transferred to Wengzhou Island in the south of Shencheng for two years. After listening to you, you will not return to Shencheng?"

"The East China Sea Fleet has transferred to Wengzhou Island, and will be there in the future." Zhong Jianguo said, "Sister-in-law, I have to trouble you to help me take care of the three of them for a few more days. Song Village, the girl from the Song family is neither stupid nor stupid, she can work and take care of the children, I plan to get the certificate in a few days."

Sister Zhong was surprised: "So soon?"

"I have to go back on the 9th, today is the 4th." Zhong Jianguo sighed, "We received news that Lao Jiang asked the Americans to buy some weapons again. I guess he wants to make a comeback."

Sister Zhong sighed: "This old Jiang is really a thief. Why didn't you beat him to death last time?"

For forty or fifty years, don't want to wrestle with the Americans." Seeing the eldest son sobbing in a low voice, he stopped crying, "I repeat, it is impossible to stay here, your aunt has to take care of your sister and sister, no Fa has been taking care of your three brothers. If you go to your grandma's house or go back to the island with your stepmother, you can only choose one."

The child raised his arm and wiped his tears with his sleeve: "Go back to the island with you, no stepmother!"

"Who will take care of the three of you?" Zhong Jianguo said expressionlessly, "I won't be able to come back until seven or eight days after I go to sea. What will the three of you eat at home? Who will bathe you and wash your clothes?"

The child choked: "I, let's go to the cafeteria to eat."

"Brother also went to the cafeteria?" Zhong Jianguo pointed at his younger son who was sitting beside his eldest niece and was still unsteady.

The child followed Zhong Jianguo's hand and looked: "...I will make malted milk essence for my brother."

"My brother can't just drink wheat milk essence, he has to eat, and he has to go to bed at night." Sister-in-law Zhong reminded, "Without an adult around, who will take my brother to bed? My brother is sick, Your father goes to sea again to fight, who will take his brother to the hospital?"

The child was speechless.

Zhong Jianguo thought he would stop making trouble, so he began to discuss with his sister-in-law what to bring to Song's house tomorrow. He felt a pain in his leg, looked down, and the eldest son moved his hand away: "Pinch me. doing what?"

"I thought about it." The child raised his head and said, "Dad, don't let that woman be my stepmother, but our nanny."

Zhong Jianguo was stunned.

Sister Zhong was dumbfounded.

"No?" the child asked again.

Sister-in-law Zhong came back to her senses and was incredulous: "How can you think of such a young child?"

"Listen to what his grandma said." Zhong Jianguo was startled by the child's words at first, and thought carefully, "My mother-in-law used to be a nanny for a few years in a tycoon's house in Shencheng, it is estimated that She was the one who talked about her being a nanny in front of the child, didn't she?" asked the eldest son, bowing his head.

The child pursed his lips, nodded, and then asked, "Can't you? Then let's give her more money."

It is to be a nanny for the three of you, and you don't have to pay wages. "The nanny has to go home during the festivals. If you don't want to do it, you can just leave. The stepmother can't leave if she wants to. She has to take care of the three of you."

The child subconsciously glanced south: "Grandma is also a stepmother, my sister said that grandma is the worst!"

Sister Zhong turned to her eldest daughter, and suddenly realized: "I said why this child suddenly doesn't want a stepmother, and asked me what my stepmother looked like a few days ago. The co-author is your girl talking nonsense in front of him."

"I'm not talking nonsense. I have heard what you and Dad said. That woman is grandma's relative and must be as bad as grandma. Second uncle, you can't marry that bad woman."

Zhong Jianguo was always worried that Song Zhaodi would be as restless as her aunt Zhao Yin on the way here, never expected that he hadn't gone to Song's house, and his house would be in chaos: "She is really like your grandma, I Don't marry her."

"Can you tell? My dad said she was good to you and dad when she first married grandpa, but she might pretend."

Zhong Jianguo wanted to laugh: "I am 30 years old this year, not 12 years old, I can distinguish between good people and bad people. If you can't even see this, how can you lead troops to fight?" Turning to his eldest son , "Believe it or not, Dad?"

The child wanted to say no, but he thought that his father was very powerful and could bring Lao Jiang's army back to Taiwan. The uncle of the teacher also praised his father. He couldn't help but licked his lips and tried hard. Nodding: "Trust!"

"Zhaodi, come out soon, Zhong Jianguo is here." On October 5th, at noon, Song Zhaodi was cooking the pot, and Sister Song came in and took the loofah from her hand and grabbed her arm Pulling out, "Go and change your clothes."

Song Zhaodi was caught off guard, staggered, and said helplessly: "Eldest sister, it's me who got married, not me.

"Right!" Sister Song stopped, "We're not in a hurry, let's go back to the house and wait."

Song Zhaodi did not forget that although her eldest sister was persuaded by her, she was actually not happy that she married Zhong Jianguo. Today's attitude has changed so much, it's hard to believe, "Big sister saw Zhong Jianguo? She looks pretty good."

"How do you know?" Sister Song asked, waving her hand to indicate that Song Zhaodi didn't need to explain, "You've always been smart, and I don't know where you got it.

"I told you, your brother-in-law and I walked to the entrance of the village, and a man waved at your brother-in-law and asked your brother-in-law Song Zhaodi's house. A college student from the imperial capital spoke very similar, and seeing that he was in his thirties, he guessed that he was Zhong Jianguo. Your brother-in-law also guessed it, so he gave me a wink and told me to come back and tell you."

Song Zhaodi: "Where's my brother-in-law?"

"If your brother-in-law plans to play Zhong Jianguo, the two of you will be slow." Sister Song gestured, "Better than Wang Degui, taller than Wang Degui, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, square face, Looks like a great guy."

He is tall with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a square face, exactly like her idol in her previous life. Song Zhaodi was quite surprised: "Is it black or not?"

"Black, just a little dark." Sister Song said regretfully, "If it can be whiter, the Prime Minister must look good."

Song Zhaodi immediately understood why her cheap sister was excited, and wanted to say that the Prime Minister is a famous and beautiful man. When she was in middle school in her previous life, the Prime Minister had passed away for more than half a century. Those girls in the class still have one Most of them call the prime minister a "male god". "He's a navy. He's in the sea all day. It's normal to be black. Am I black?"

Sister Song looked at her sister and said, "Your face is similar to the rice in the field. He is black and red, much darker than yours."

"Eldest sister doesn't go to work in the furniture factory today, will the leader deduct her salary?" Song Zhaodi asked.

Sister Song's face changed suddenly: "No, no, I have to go. Zhao Di, you, don't be afraid, I will call my parents to come back."

"Don't go now." Song Zhaodi said, "Dad and mother come back, and the work in the afternoon will be gone. I have to go to Cuntou Primary School for class at two o'clock. Let me first say a few words to Zhong Jianguo, I If you think it's appropriate, go to your parents."

"Go to work." Sister Song's mother-in-law came out of the side room. "With me at home, that Zhong Jianguo won't bully our family to recruit Di."

Twelve years ago, Song Zhaodi came back from school and met a mother and son at the entrance of the village. The first thing she said when she saw her was, little girl, can you give me a nest.

Song Zhaodi retreated subconsciously, the mother and son knelt down and begged Song Zhaodi again.

In 1955, although the Song family was not well-off, Song Zhaodi never went hungry. Seeing the two of them kneel down for her for a nest, gave birth to a heart of sympathy, Song Zhaodi Take the two home.

My mother's surname was Yang, and she didn't give me the name of the Eight Classics. The son's name is Liu Yang. Mother Song saw that Yang's hands were frozen and rotten, and Liu Yang was as thin as a ghost, so she left the mother and son to stay first, and then left when the spring was warm.

The sky and the earth are big, but Yang's mother and son don't know where to go. Seeing that they were pitiful, Song's mother took them to the village chief, and the village chief gave the mother two acres of wasteland.

If Song Zhaodi didn't bring people back, Song mother would not care if she couldn't see it. Now that she saw it, she couldn't see the mother and son starving to death, so she continued to take in the mother and son until she saw rice in the field .

Seven years ago, the national catastrophe spread to Xiaosong Village, and every family was in short supply of food. Several families in the village suggested to the village chief to drive out the two foreign surnames of Yang's mother and son, so as to save some food rations is a little.

Xiaosong Village is close to the sea, so you can go out to the sea to fish for some fish and shrimp. Other places are not close to the sea, and if you don't have food, you can only wait to die.

The village chief is neither a good person nor a bad person. Knowing the situation outside, once the mother and son of the Yang family are driven out, there is only one way for them to die. In the evening, when the villagers were resting, the village chief went to the Song family to talk about this, and Yang's mother and son turned pale with fright.

The village chief gave an idea, and Liu Yang joined the Song family.

Father Song looked at Liu Yang as being honest and good at work. He only had three daughters, and sooner or later he would have to hire a son-in-law, so he agreed without thinking.

Liu Yang didn't know what to do, so he asked his mother for help. Yang said, the big girl is not bad.

The next day, Liu Yang married the eldest sister of the Song family.

Liu Yang joins the family, just like a girl married, and from now on she is the Song family. Father Song was the only doctor in Shili Ba Village. The villagers did not dare to offend Father Song to death, and never said anything about driving Yang and Liu Yang out.

The eldest sister of the Song family gave birth to two sons to Liu Yang, the eldest surnamed Song and the second surnamed Liu.

The surname of the youngest son Liu was suggested by the eldest sister of the Song family. Liu Yang's mother, Yang, thought of her daughter-in-law as a daughter-in-law, and Song Zhaodi was her little daughter-in-law.

Yang's body is not good, so she takes care of her two grandchildren at home. Sister Song knew that her mother-in-law was also very concerned about Song Zhaodi's affairs: "Mother, look at me, I'm leaving."

"Go to work, don't be late." Yang said, "Zhao Di, that Zhong Jianguo comes over, remember to call me."

Yang was very fond of her two grandsons, so she couldn't bother to nag any more, but she pricked up her ears to listen to the movement outside.

After a bowl of tea, Mr. Yang heard his son's voice, walked to the door and saw the man beside his son, and said in surprise, "He doesn't look like his father at all."

The three of them looked over at the same time.

Yang realized the slip of the tongue and smiled awkwardly: "Comrade Zhong, here we come."

Song Zhaodi's eldest brother-in-law, Liu Yang, was quite speechless: "Mother, don't talk nonsense. Comrade Zhong doesn't look like his father, but his mother. What's so surprising?"

Liu Ling has never seen Zhong Jianguo's father, the original owner has. When Zhao Yin came to the Song family to talk about matchmaking, he came with Zhong Jianguo's father. Liu Ling had the memory of Song Zhaodi and knew that Zhong Jianguo looked a lot like his father. The two don't look like father and son? Zhong's father followed behind Zhao Yin, and he was very petty.

Zhong Jianguo held his head high when he came in. After graduating from the military school, he stayed in the army for many years.

"Come in and sit, I'll pour the water." Song Zhaodi turned back to the main room as she spoke.

Liu Yang had already asked his daughter-in-law to ask for leave for him, so he didn't go out. In the village—"

After entering the door, Zhong Jianguo said hello to Song Zhaodi in addition to saying hello, but his eyes were far less honest than his mouth. Seeing that the yard was clean and there were pigsties and ducksties next to it, and there was no smell of excrement at all, I was satisfied that the women of the Song family were very diligent.

Song Zhaodi was not idle either. As soon as Zhong Jianguo came in, Song Zhaodi could see that he was really good looking, but unfortunately he was not as handsome as her idol in her previous life, and his temperament was not as good as her idol. Her idol is full of extravagance, and Zhong Jianguo is upright.

When calling Zhong Jianguo to drink water, Song Zhaodi noticed calluses on his hands. Song Zhaodi had played shooting in her previous life, and at a glance, she could see that the calluses on Zhong Jianguo's hands were left by holding a gun all the year round. The cocoon is very thick, which shows that Zhong Jianguo needs to use a gun frequently, and it also shows that Zhong Jianguo is not an incompetent person, at least not a coward who is greedy for life and fear of death.

Song Zhaodi was very satisfied with this, and said with a three-point smile: "Brother-in-law, go and ask for a leave for me, I want to chat with Comrade Zhong."