Chapter 64： Fights

Seeing that the child was about to fight, Song Zhaodi dared not continue to watch the play: "Self-reliance, is it a scallop or a fish in the back basket?"

"It's seaweed." Zili paused involuntarily as he spoke, "How does Auntie know there is something in the back basket?"

Song Zhaodi glanced at Zhong Dawa and said with a smile: "This **** is too polite, I'm embarrassed to accept it. Once accepted, I will definitely give you seafood."

"Mother knows?!" The big baby rolled over and sat up.

Song Zhaodi did not answer, but asked Dawa: "There are more than 30 fishermen close to us, why do you suggest me to go to the fishermen's house to exchange crabs?"

"His family is good." Dawa blurted out.

Song Zhaodi: "When we use a bag of sugar to replace so many things, I can see that the Qu family is good and kind. Such a kind person, do you have the nerve to ask you so many dishes? Think for yourself."

"I don't seem to be embarrassed." Zhong Dawa thought about it and couldn't help but say, "Why didn't you remind me?"

Song Zhaodi asked, "Will you listen?"

It was the first time that Erwa saw his brother so unmotivated. She pushed Reincarnation to Dawa, poked his face, quickly retracted her hand, and found that Dawa was motionless, so she couldn't help blinking. , turned to Song Zhaodi: "Mother, what's wrong with my brother?"

"My heart is full of panic." Song Zhaodi said, "Don't pay attention to him, let him be quiet for a while. Self-reliance, did the fisherman with the surname Qu tell you how to eat seaweed? "

Self-reliance: "They said that the seaweed for our house has no sediment in it, just put it in the pot to fly water, and then it can be eaten cold or mixed with noodles."

Song Zhaodi picked up the basket and couldn't help exclaiming: "So many?"

"It's quite a lot." Zi Li said, "The family said that we have more family, so give us a little more. The big baby doesn't want it, and the family said they don't want our food either." After a pause, "I want to carry it for the eldest child, but the eldest child won't let it. The eldest child carried it back by himself. By the way, Auntie, they also said that we want to eat seaweed in the future, so we will go to their house to get it."

Song Zhaodi looked at Zhong Dawa and said with a smile, "Will you be obedient in the future?"

"Be obedient." Zhong Dawa said, raising her hand to cover her face, "Mother, stop talking."

Song Zhaodi wanted to laugh when she saw him like this, but she didn't laugh at him when she saw that Dawa was very concerned about it. After pouring the seaweed into the vegetable bowl, Song Zhaodi added some water to the porcelain bowl, planning to clean it up when cooking at noon.

Coming out of the kitchen, Song Zhaodi said to Zili, "Take off all your schoolbags, I'll see what else is missing."

Zi Li was born on the 12th day of the eighth lunar month in 1960, and Dawa was born on the 11th day of the 1st lunar month in 1962. Gengsheng and Dawa are from the same year, but they are eleven months apart. Gengsheng was born on the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month.

Song Zhaodizhi only remembers the resumption of the college entrance examination in 1977, and she does not know exactly when. To bring Zili home, Song Zhaodi suggested that Zili and Dawa share a class, but Zhong Jianguo disagreed. He felt that Zili was much older than Dawa, and one class was not suitable.

Song Zhaodi told Zhong Jianguo that even if he was allowed to enter the third grade on his own, after he graduated from junior high school, he would not be able to join the army under the age of 18, and he would have to stay at home for a few years. Then he asked Zhong Jianguo, is it possible to let him go up the mountain and go to the countryside on his own?

The state called on educated youth to go to the mountains and the countryside. Zhong Jianguo disagreed in his heart, but he never mentioned it to others. Song Zhaodi mentioned "going to the mountains and going to the countryside", but Zhong Jianguo said no without thinking. But not going to the countryside, there are not many career choices for self-reliance, so he agreed to go to the second grade with Dawa.

On the Zhong family's household registration book, Zili and Gengsheng are the sons of Zhong Jianguo. As soon as school starts tomorrow, the two can go to the school for children of the army. After being away from school for half a year, I am very excited about being independent and rehabilitating.

Song Zhaodi's voice fell, and the brothers ran upstairs and took four schoolbags down.

When Sanwa saw it, she grabbed the schoolbag embroidered with the outline of the giant panda.

Zhong Erwa reached out and took it away: "The schoolbag is mine."

The schoolbag was tied to Sanwa's hand, and when she saw that the schoolbag in her hand was gone, the child pouted and cried.

Song Zhaodi suddenly felt a pain in her head: "Second baby, let my brother play with the schoolbag for a while."

"Give it to him, and he won't give it to me." Zhong Erwa said, "Don't think I don't know, he really wants my schoolbag."

Song Zhaodi carried Sanwa to her lap, asked Dawa to get a towel, and wiped Sanwa's tears: "I will go to the city to buy a rag head and make you a big-eared dog. Dog's bag."

"Dogs with big ears?" Sanwa stopped crying, "What?"

Song Zhaodi flipped out an exercise book, took out a pencil, and didn't care which son's book it was, and drew a beagle lying on the ground on it: "Does it look good?"

Sanwa looked at his second brother's schoolbag, and at the dog painted by Song Zhaodi, with disgust on his face: "Ugly."

Erwa hooked her head and looked: "It's not as good as a panda."

Song Zhaodi glared at Erwa, shut up.

Song Zhaodi drew a puppet cat: "What about this?"

"It looks good." Erwa said, "Mother, I like it."

Song Zhaodi looked at him and smiled: "Give your schoolbag to my brother, and I will make you a new schoolbag."

"No!" Sanwa didn't see that the ragdoll was better than the panda, but he vaguely knew that his second brother was the most stinky, and subconsciously thought that his second brother could see something , must be very good. Without waiting for the second baby to reach out, the third baby hugged the book in Song Zhaodi's hand tightly.

Song Zhaodi was happy: "Okay, don't give it to him. You are obedient, I will make it for you when I buy a rag head."

"Okay." Sanwa stretched out her little finger, "Mother, pull the hook."

Song Zhaodi was speechless, no matter what children like to pull the hook: "Okay, the pull hook is hanged, and it cannot be changed for a hundred years." Release Sanwa's little hand, and find that self-reliance and regeneration are staring at her, Song Zhaodi subconsciously touches her. face, "What's on my face?"

"Auntie, you are very good." Zi Li pointed to the cat on the book, "It's just like the real thing."

Song Zhaodi heard it, so she deliberately asked: "Then what?"

"Can you teach us?" Self-reliance asked cautiously, "Me and Gengsheng want to learn."

Song Zhaodi said with a smile: "Of course you can. Don't say you want to learn to draw and make clothes, as long as you don't mind your friends saying you are like a girl, I will teach you too."

"Mother, teach me." Erwa said loudly, "You teach me to make clothes, and I won't let you sew my schoolbag in the future, I will sew it myself."

Song Zhaodi continued, "Then it's the same every day, isn't it?"

"No." Erwa said, "I'm afraid my mother will get sick from exhaustion."

Song Zhaodi: "Your brother wants to learn how to cook, and you want to learn how to make clothes. You two are planning to take me on a pedestal."

"What does overhead mean?" Dawa understood a little, but not quite.

Song Zhaodi: "You can have me or not at home."

"No." Zhong Dawa said, "There must be a mother in the family."

Self-reliance and nodding: "Having a father and a mother is home."

Song Zhaodi's heart moved, and she looked at the self-reliance, quite surprised, but she did not show it, but smiled and said: "You have a conscience. Zhong Dawa, go and bring the small blackboard, little one. Mr. Song's class has started, and today he will teach painting."

"Okay." Zhong Dawa ran to the utility room upstairs to find the blackboard. Self-reliance, rebirth and Erwa pulled out the small square table.

Sanwa saw the actions of the brothers and stretched out her hands: "Mother, where are my pen and notebook?"

"You also learn?" Song Zhaodi was surprised.

Sanwa asked, "Will my mother teach me?"

"Teach." Song Zhaodi couldn't ask for a litter of children who were willing to quiet down and learn something.

In the evening, when Zhong Jianguo came home, he found that the house was very quiet, and he was puzzled. Teacher Xiao Song was angry, and the children did not dare to be naughty?

Walking into the house, he found five children lying on the small table writing something, Zhong Jianguo was even more curious: "School starts tomorrow, why are you still writing homework?"

"Dad, look at the chicken I drew." Sanwa raised the book in her hand, "Does it look good?"

Zhong Jianguo bent over and looked at it, but the chicken didn't find where it was, but it looked like a chicken coop: "It looks good, keep working hard." Then he looked at Dawa and Zili, Seeing that the two children are also drawing, "I'm not learning English today?"

"Combining work and rest." Song Zhaodi came out of the kitchen, "Occasionally you have to rest, you can't study every day. You came just in time, set the fire, and I will cook the noodles."

Zhong Jianguo frowned and blurted out, "Do noodles again?"

Song Zhaodi was unhappy: "What do you mean by making noodles again? Make it clear, how many times have I made noodles this year?"

"I remembered it wrong." Zhong Jianguo didn't like noodles very much, "I just wanted to say don't make noodles next time."

Song Zhaodi: "Let's see how you feel." Turning back to the kitchen, he said as he walked, "If you don't want to eat, you can go back to the canteen in the camp area."

"I have a family and a courtyard, so I went to the cafeteria, and others thought we were quarreling again." Zhong Jianguo saw a pile of noodles on the chopping board, and his frown could catch mosquitoes, "So Can't finish eating."

Song Zhaodi could imagine Zhong Jianguo's expression without looking back: "Captain Zhong, you really don't have to force it."

"No, no." Zhong Jianguo closed his mouth and went to set the fire. Seeing that there was not much firewood in the kitchen, "Tomorrow is Saturday, so there is no official class, right?"

Song Zhaodi: "No class. Students bring back the new book, and they will have class on Monday."

"Then take a few children up the mountain to pick up some firewood on Sunday." Zhong Jianguo said, "In the future, the stove will be used for steaming rice and steamed buns, and the ground pot will be used when stewing duck and goose."

Song Zhaodi: "I see. But the stove cooks too much, and the ground pot cooks fast."

"There's nothing I can do about that." Zhong Jianguo said, and suddenly thought, "When your second sister came, she was envious of our stove and piled hundreds of briquettes in the kitchen—"

Song Zhaodi interrupted him: "Don't mention my second sister. I've only been at ease for a few days, so don't mention her to add to my frustration."

"A letter from your family?" Zhong Jianguo asked quickly.

Song Zhaodi: "My eldest sister and my eldest brother-in-law are afraid of causing trouble to others. If there is no major incident at home, they will not write to me. However, I have to write back and ask the eldest sister if the second sister has any Go back and be angry with my parents."

"You are so kind to your parents." Zhong Jianguo said.

Song Zhaodi: "I used to want to be nice to my parents, but it's a pity. Let's not talk about the past, you will send the rehabilitation to the classroom tomorrow."

"What's wrong?" Zhong Jianguo asked in a low voice.

Song Zhaodi took a look outside: "Self-reliance and rebirth are introverted, self-reliance goes to the second grade, and there is a big baby to accompany him, I don't worry. Reborn alone in the first grade, I have experienced those things before. I'm worried that he is afraid to talk to his classmates, that he might say something that shouldn't be said, and he will be locked up again."

"I see." Zhong Jianguo felt that she thought too much, and the boy's mind was not as fragile as she thought. After getting acquainted with his classmates, he would naturally become cheerful.

However, Zhong Jianguo will not argue with Song Zhaodi about such trivial matters.

The next day, Zhong Jianguo took his three babies and led his four sons to the primary school, while Song Zhaodi took the book to the junior high school.

Zhong Jianguo seldom sends his children to school, mainly because he leaves early, primary school students go to school late, and the big baby will not be late for school at 8:20.

Zhong Jianguo suddenly wanted to send the children to school, the eldest child was very curious, and asked his father how he thought of sending them to school today.

Zhong Dawa patted her chest, no one dared to bully his friends with him.

Zhong Jianguo ignored him, sent the rehab to his seat, and then told the first-grade children that the rehab was not familiar with this place, please help.

Zhong Jianguo is holding the three babies. The first-year children know the three brothers of the Zhong family. When they see the three babies, they know that Zhong Jianguo is the father of Zhong Dawa.

Who is Zhong Dawa? If you don't listen carefully in class, you will still take the 100% test and speak English. The first grade children are especially afraid of admiring Zhong Dawa. So, they rushed to tell Zhong Jianguo that they would take good care of Zhong Qiang's younger brother, Zhong Gengsheng.

Teacher Xiao Song specially instructed that Zhong Jianguo would explain the rebirth when he left, and go to the next class to find the second baby.

Gengsheng laughed very shyly, waved at Zhong Jianguo, said goodbye, and urged him to go to the camp quickly, don't be late.

Zhong Jianguo felt that he was infallible. Later, when he happened to meet Commander Zhao, he told him that self-reliance and rebirth were good in his family.

Before self-reliance and rebirth in the Zhong family, Mr. Song's reputation for spending money like flowing water had spread all over the island. At that time, Commander Zhao's wife didn't care about Teacher Xiao Song and Teacher Da Song.

Later, Song Zhaodi became a self-reliant and reborn adoptive mother, and Commander Zhao's wife went to the non-staple food factory to meet Song Zhaodi by chance.

Song Zhaodi didn't know Commander Zhao's wife, and Commander Zhao's wife relied on this to follow Song Zhaodi openly and honestly, what Song Zhaodi bought, what she bought, and she was talked about by Commander Zhao when she got home.

Commander Zhao's wife said that Song Zhaodi only bought more than her, not less than her. After that, Commander Zhao no longer worried about self-reliance and rebirth at Zhong's house.

Commander Zhao heard Zhong Jianguo assure him that self-reliance and rebirth were going well in his family, and Commander Zhao had no doubts. However, a month later, Commander Zhao returned from a meeting outside, and as soon as he got off the island, he heard that several children of the Zhong family were fighting with others.

Commander Zhao panicked, and when he got home, he asked his wife to go to Zhong's house to see what happened.

At the same time, Zhong Jianguo who received the news also rushed home. When he arrived at the door of his house, Zhong Jianguo thought he would see the scene of "Blood and Blood", but he saw silence around him.

Zhong Jianguo felt uneasy in his heart, waved to Xiao Li, and whispered, "Leave the car, you go back first."

"Leader, talk to me if you have something to say." Xiao Li was worried, "The eldest baby and the second baby are very obedient. Someone else must provoke him first."

Zhong Jianguo frowned: "I am the father of the child, are you the father of the child?"

"You are, you are." Xiao Li got out of the car and ran to the camp.

Zhong Jianguo took off the car keys, walked quietly to the door, and saw five children standing against the wall, ten eyes staring at the table. Zhong Jianguo walked in, took a closer look, almost burst out laughing, there was a bowl of shiny braised pork on the table.

"Have you eaten yet?" Zhong Jianguo asked deliberately.

Song Zhaodi put her hands around her chest: "Yes."

"They made a mistake?" Zhong Jianguo asked knowingly, "A fight? No, Zhong Dawa, did you bring your brothers to fight again?"