Stepmother

    Zhong Jianguo asked, "What if?"

    "You, don't you say anything else?" Zhong Dawa asked cautiously, "For example, in the future, you are not allowed to go to the army dormitory, you are not allowed to go up the mountain, and you are not allowed to stab people's window paper?"

    Rebirth nodded.

    Zhong Jianguo said with a smile: "Today is too late, continue tomorrow night."

    "I knew..." Da Wa couldn't help wailing, "Dad, mother, have a good time."

    Song Zhaodi picked up the foot wash and walked out: "I'm sleepy, I have to wash my face and brush my teeth and go to bed." As he spoke, he couldn't help yawning, "Captain Zhong, if they don't want to go to bed, Lou, you can chat with them for a while." After a while, "running around all day, there are more than a few things that happened by accident."

    "We're sleepy too." Gengsheng and Dawa said in unison.

    Speaking out, the two brothers looked at each other, broken! There is no silver 300 taels here.

    "Go to sleep when you are sleepy." Zhong Jianguo said.

    Jiangsheng and Dawa looked at him in unison, and asked in unison, "Really?"

    "Then let's chat for a while?" Zhong Jianguo said.

    The brothers were afraid of pulling their legs, but they were afraid of running slower, so they were caught by Zhong Jianguo and continued to "interrogate".

    Zhong Jianguo glanced at the back of the two sons, chuckled lightly, walked to the door, leaned against the wall and asked, "Mr. Song, what should I do about hugging?"

    "I remember that I was born in 1960, and I will be twelve years old in a few months." Song Zhaodi spat out the foam in her mouth, "In another year or two, it will be the age of the beginning of love. Give them a physiology class."

    Zhong Jianguo: "Physiology class?"

    "You used to, forget it, you must have never been there before." Song Zhaodi said, realizing that it is the 20th century, not the 21st century, "the second baby and the third baby are still young, You go back and talk to Zi Li, Da Wa and Geng Sheng about men and women."

    Zhong Jianguo frowned slightly: "Inappropriate?"

    "First talk about your men's first and first love." Song Zhaodi said, "When they go to college, explain to them about reproduction."

    Zhong Jianguo choked: "Reproduction? You really know words."

    "What else would you say?" Song Zhaodi asked, "I'm too straightforward, you should say I'm thick-skinned and open-mouthed."

    Zhong Jianguo's face flashed a trace of discomfort, he coughed: "wash your face quickly."

    Song Zhaodi glanced at him and pouted, "Several children are approaching puberty, you should pay more attention. You are their father, you can talk about some things, but I can't talk about them."

    "Got it." Zhong Jianguo said, and suddenly thought, "You call the stage of a child thirteen or fourteen adolescence?"

    Song Zhaodi: "Maybe fifteen or sixteen years old. When I was young, no one cared and no one asked. I took care of myself and had no chance to rebel. I don't know exactly which stage it is, anyway. From twelve to seventeen or eighteen years old."

    "You couldn't work when you were very young, did you rely on others to help you?" Zhong Jianguo asked curiously.

    Song Zhaodi shook her head: "When I was young, they would give me living expenses. I knew they were unreliable. More, as long as you work hard, you can support yourself.”

    "That's okay." Zhong Jianguo said, "Are your parents like second-rate children in the early years?"

    Song Zhaodi thought about it carefully: "It's almost. Anyway, it's not a mess." He wiped his face and sighed: "Don't mention them, it's blocked."

    "Then let's go to sleep." Zhong Jianguo wanted to know more about her. Seeing that Song Zhaodi was reluctant to talk about her, let alone recall the past, Zhong Jianguo also felt stuck in his heart and couldn't imagine it. How many crimes she has suffered before.

    Song Zhaodi heard that Zhong Jianguo's voice was wrong, looked at him, smiled, and said nothing, letting Zhong Jianguo "pity" her.

    On the twelfth day of the first lunar month, Head Lin's family moved out, and Song Zhaodi thought Head Shen's family would move in immediately. However, no.

    On the 15th day of the first lunar month, on the day of the Lantern Festival, Song Zhaodi came back from the non-staple food factory with a bunch of children carrying a backpack, and saw a truck parked in front of Zhong's house.

    "Dad made something again?" Erwa asked quickly.

    Song Zhaodi: "No. Our door is closed, and the door next door is open." Point to the children.

    Dawa followed Song Zhaodi's finger: "Hey, there's someone in the next yard? Mother, is Chief Shen here?"

    "Yes." Song Zhaodi said, "They are busy cleaning up the house, let's not go to the trouble, we will go back in two days."

    Zhong Dawa: "Dad said to see the situation first, and then go to greet, we will remember."

    Song Zhaodi did not want to meet new neighbors for the time being, and was afraid that her own children would recruit people. After lunch, she detained five children at home, saying that school was about to start, check their homework and study aids.

    Song Zhaodi can pretend I don't know, but Zhong Jianguo can't. After all, he will fight side by side with Captain Shen in the future.

    In the evening, Zhong Jianguo got out of the car, told the guards to drive the car away, turned around and went to Shen's house in the west, stood at the door and shouted, "Is Colonel Shen at home?"

    "At home." The voice fell, and a tall, dark and strong middle-aged man came out of the room. Single eyelid, the eyes are not very big, and they look average. Ignoring his righteousness, he is just an ordinary man.

    Zhong Jianguo could not help but raise his eyebrows when he saw it clearly, it seems that he is not only the youngest commander of the entire East China Sea Fleet, but also the best-looking: "Commander Shen, I am Zhong. Build a country."

    "Captain Zhong?" Shen Xuancheng was very surprised when he saw the person across the door, and quickly opened the door, "You, you are a bit—"

    Zhong Jianguo smiled: "Is it different from what you imagined?"

    "Also, that's not what I mean." Shen Xuancheng wanted to say that Zhong Jianguo looked very young, but when he thought that he was five years younger than him, it was abnormal if he was not young, so he quickly said, "Come in and sit."

    Zhong Jianguo pointed at his body: "I just came back from training and I'm covered in dirt, so I won't go in." Pointing to the next door, "That's my home, my lover Mr. Song goes to school in the morning, Sunday and afternoon. They're all at home, if you have anything, just go to her."

    "Thank you, thank you." Head Shen thanked quickly, "Then, then I won't leave you?"

    Zhong Jianguo waved his hand: "Everyone will be neighbors in the future, so don't be so polite." After speaking, he turned and walked home.

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    Song Zhaodi: "When your dad comes back, ask him why."

    "Okay." Erwa ran out to wait for his dad.

    In order to run on his father, Dawa also followed Erwa out. Gengsheng and Zili really wanted to know why, so they put down the **** and potatoes in their hands and ran out.

    Seeing the brothers all go out, Sanwa threw down the fire stick: "Mother, I'll go take a look too."

    "Aren't you helping my mother to set fire?" Song Zhaodi asked deliberately.

    Three baby think about it: "I will take a look and come back." After going out to take a look, I immediately regretted it, and ran back to the kitchen to complain, "Mother, Dad said something I don't understand again. I asked him , and he said that when I grow up, I will know."

    "You asked me, and I said the same." Song Zhaodi said, "It's not that your father is too lazy to tell you, but he can't explain it to you. Burn the fire and help me taste the dishes later. "

    Sanwa: "I can help you taste the meat."

    "Okay." Song Zhaodi was happy, "When it's done, you can eat a piece first."

    For a moment, Song Zhaodi poured the pork belly into the pot, heard heavy footsteps, and knew who was coming without turning back: "How about that person, Headmaster Shen?"

    Zhong Jianguo: "Are you asking about character or something else?"

    "What did you see?" Song Zhaodi asked rhetorically.

    Zhong Jianguo: "Listening to him is a very easy person to get along with." After a pause, "I think the two of them have a bad relationship, and his daughter-in-law is the main responsibility."

    "Not necessarily." Song Zhaodi said, "Know the person, know the face, but not the heart. I used to say that Mrs. Chen was awkward, and you said that I thought too much."

    Zhong Jianguo felt a little uncomfortable: "Head Lin's family is gone, and the story of Mrs. Chen will be turned over. Let's talk about Head Shen now. I don't see women's eyes, I admit it. But I think A man's vision is never wrong."

    "Can men with problems come to this island?" Song Zhaodi asked rhetorically.

    Zhong Jianguo really wanted to kick her away: "Can't you pretend you don't know?"

    "Okay." Song Zhaodi said, "I'll say next time, wow, you're amazing, you're awesome! Can you?"

    Zhong Dawa rubbed her arms: "Mother, I have goose bumps all over my body."

    "I got goose bumps too." Zhong Jianguo said, "Your mother is so annoying sometimes. When she falls asleep at night, how about we throw her into the sea?"

    The baby glanced at him: "Do you dare?"

    Zhong Jianguo raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head: "Show me some respect! I'm your dad."

    "If you stop talking nonsense, they will respect you." Song Zhaodi said, "I sometimes can't help but suspect that you are as old as them."

    Zhong Jianguo coughed lightly: "I pretended to be as mentally retarded as them because I was afraid of a generation gap with them."

    "What does handicapped mean?" Erwa was curious.

    Zhong Jianguo: "Generation gap and mental retardation are words invented by your mother. I will ask your mother to explain it to you."

    "Captain Zhong!"

    Song Zhaodi's hand trembled: "Is it that Head Shen?"

    "Listen to the sound." Zhong Jianguo couldn't help standing up straight.

    Song Zhaodi turned her head: "Hurry out and take a look. Talk less and listen more."

    "I know." Zhong Jianguo said, "I'm not Sanwa, so I don't know anything."

    Sanwa was furious: "Dad, I don't understand, it's you who didn't tell me." Turning to Song Zhaodi, "Mother, you take care of Dad, he is so annoying."

    "I'll beat your dad when he comes back." Song Zhaodi thought about it, "Gengsheng, follow me, if you hear that Colonel Shen asks your dad to go to his house, say I'm looking for him ."

    Dawa is puzzled: "Mother, why are you like a thief?"