Chapter 106： make Di angry

Sister-in-law Duan was shocked, Rao was that she knew Song Zhaodi was very clever for a long time: "How did you guess?"

Song Zhaodi is very sure: "I guessed it right?"

When people passed by, I greeted them, Shen Xuancheng's mother replied to me, and Sun Wanru smiled and didn't say a word. Later, when we chatted, she didn't speak, and suddenly asked if you were an English teacher, and we were also shocked. "

Song Zhaodi: "Didn't Shen Xuancheng tell her?"

"I heard what she meant, I only knew that you were a teacher, I guess I thought you were a language teacher." Sister Duan was curious, "What does this have to do with her staring at you?"

Song Zhaodi: "Maybe she is curious, or she can't believe that I can speak English, drive, and make clothes. Just like I wonder if she is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

"Then do you want to ask her?" Sister Duan asked.

Song Zhaodi shook her head: "I'm in a bad mood when it's raining today. When I'm in a better mood, if I can remember it, I'll ask her. If I can't remember it, forget it."

"Then don't ask." Sister Duan said, "I want to see how long she can hold back, and take the initiative to talk to you."

Song Zhaodi also wanted to know, so Sun Wanru looked at it.

August 15th of the lunar calendar, Mid-Autumn Festival, Friday afternoon, as soon as the school bell rang, the big baby put on his schoolbag and howled: "Go home and eat chicken."

Self-reliant scream, no good!

Ma Zhenxing, who was sitting in front of the big baby, got up suddenly: "Da baby, wait for me!"

"I know what you want to say." Zhong Dawa stopped, "My family makes old hens, and yours also has old hens."

Ma Zhenxing dragged his schoolbag: "My hens are kept for laying eggs. I want to eat old hens, and my mother will eat me. Big baby, are you me? good friend?"

"It doesn't matter if they are good friends or not." Zhong Dawa said, "Your mother scolds you for a chicken, which means that you are not as good as a chicken, and your mother doesn't hurt you at all."

Ma Zhenxing suddenly felt very uncomfortable: "Dad, I don't need to go to your house. You can go back and ask Teacher Song to tell my mother to kill an old hen for me to eat."

"Don't tell." Zhong Dawa said, "My mother hates trouble. When she finds out that I am making trouble for her again, I will be cut by my mother and make dumplings."

Ma Zhenxing didn't let him go: "Then you go home with me and tell my mother that she is biased."

"Think beautifully." Zhong Dawa broke his hand, "Be on your own, come and help."

Ma Zhenxing hurriedly said: "Self-reliance, don't come here, or I will call someone."

"Show that you have someone?" Zhong Dawa pointed at him, "I count three times, if you don't let go, I don't need to call anyone else, just call my brother over and I can clean you up already."

Ma Zhenxing let go subconsciously: "Dad, you don't take me with you when you eat chicken, are you brother?"

"Today may not be." Da Wa waved, "Don't come to my house. It's not your share if you come. My mother killed two chickens and four legs, and the five of us are not enough. ."

After six o'clock, Zhong Jianguo felt that the room was stuffy, so he moved the table under the magnolia tree by the water well, and the five children moved chairs and chopsticks.

Song Zhaodi came out with a pot of chicken noodle soup, Dawa glanced at it, took a deep breath, and said, "Mother, I'll serve the noodles. Self-reliance, go and serve the chicken—"

"Song Zhaodi, open the door!"

A roar made Song Zhaodi look out like a conditioned reflex.

Seeing the person coming, Zhong Jianguo frowned: "Zhou Shufen, are you sick?"

"You are sick!" Zhou Shufen shouted, "I didn't call you, I talked to Song Zhaodi."

Song Zhaodi walked over and opened the door, and found that besides her, there was a boy named Ma Zhenxing outside the door. This made Song Zhaodi involuntarily think of the scene when Zhou Shufen came to her for the theory when Dawa and Ma Zhenxing fought.

In the past, Zhou Shufen could say that she would never quarrel with her, but now she dares to yell at her? Song Zhaodi thought of this and couldn't help but smile: "I'm here, what's the matter?"

"What are you talking about?!" Zhou Shufen glared, "Zhong Dawa, come over to me too."

Song Zhaodi turned around and wanted to call Dawa, but found that the neighbors on the left and right had also come out and were looking at her... So I explained to everyone: "It's nothing, Zhenxing's mother is playing with me."

"I'm not kidding with you." Zhou Shufen said, "Your family eats chicken as long as you eat chicken. Why do you ask Dawa to tell Zhenxing, and it's still an old hen?"

Song Zhaodi looked at Ma Zhenxing, the teenager made a "please" gesture, and suddenly couldn't laugh or cry: "Our family kills old hens. The feathers are still in the trash can, and if you don't believe me, see for yourself. ."

"A hen?" Zhou Shufen exclaimed, "Song Zhaodi, are you sick? Kill an old hen to eat."

Zhong Jianguo: "I didn't kill your chicken, can you manage it?" After a pause, "I don't even want to give a chicken to my children, so why bother to come? Zhao Di, eat , ignore her."

Zhou Shufen strode to the dining table.

Zhong Dawa pointed at the chicken that Zili had just brought out: "See for yourself if it is an old hen."

Zhou Shufen took a closer look, couldn't refute but couldn't help but say, "You have a rooster, why don't you kill the rooster?"

"You're so funny." Zhong Jianguo frowned, "The chicken belongs to my family, kill whichever one you want. Revitalize, eat it at our house."

Zhou Shufen said first: "No, our family also cooks."

"Boiled vegetables and mixed noodles?" Zhong Dawa asked curiously.

Zhou Shufen choked: "Zhong Dawa, wait for me, you arrogant child, and come to my house to play another day. If I don't beat you, I don't believe Zhou."

"Your surname was not Zhou." Da Wa said, "Your surname is Ma now."

Zhou Shufen wanted to refute, but she turned around and said, "Song Zhaodi, how does your son know everything?"

"What do you mean?" Sister-in-law Duan didn't understand, so she asked Mr. Liu, who was watching with relish.

Master Liu asked back: "Wait a hundred years from now, if Liu Wei erects a monument for us, will your name be Duan's or Liu Duan's?"

"Of course it's about Liu—" Sister-in-law Duan was surprised, "Does even know this? It's amazing."

The big baby frowned: "Don't ask my mother for anything. This is not taught by my mother. My father's surname is written on my mother's tombstone."

"Every year on Qingming Festival, Baihua's death day and before the Spring Festival, Dawa will take Erwa and Sanwa to visit Baihua at the grave." Song Zhaodi asked back, "Do you have any opinions?"

Zhou Shufen moved her mouth: "I don't. But—"

"Then don't do it." Song Zhaodi said, "Go home if you have nothing to do."

Dawa pulls Ma Zhenxing: "Come here. Erwa, go get a pair of tableware."

"Mom..." Ma Zhenxing looked at Zhou Shufen, or you should go back.

Zhou Shufen suddenly felt dark in front of her eyes: "I will kill the old hen when I go home."

"The two old hens I killed are almost five years old." Song Zhaodi was afraid of her misunderstanding, "I think the chickens are too old."

Zhou Shufen snorted, "Got it." She turned around and left, leaving her son at Zhong's house.

Sun Wanru pointed at Zhou Shufen: "She just left?"

Mother Shen heard the voice and looked back, seeing her daughter-in-law in disbelief: "Do you think she came to quarrel with Teacher Song? Xiao Wednesday came to Zhong's house to pick vegetables at five o'clock, and the two had a good relationship. of."

"I, I don't know." Sun Wanru said, and couldn't help muttering, "Someone is actually nice to her."

Mother Shen didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

"She said, she didn't expect the two to have a good relationship." Shen Xuancheng said.

Mother Shen gave her a look: "You stay in the house every day and don't come out, of course you don't know." Seeing her son blink, Mother Shen took a deep breath, "Xiao Zhou's son is Dawa's classmate, every day Looking for a big baby to play, it is estimated that he heard the big baby say that his family eats chicken, and Zhenxing also wants to eat chicken when he goes home, so Xiao Zhou came to Xiao Song."

"Then she misunderstood her?" Sun Wanru asked.

Mother Shen really didn't want to pay attention to her: "Yeah, you can't just look at things on the surface." After a while, "Let's eat too."

The Shen family of three stood under the eaves, the sound was not loud, and Song Zhaodi did not hear it. Even if Song Zhaodi heard her, as long as she didn't call her, Song Zhaodi pretended not to hear her. After all, she had a litter of children to take care of, so she couldn't be like Sun Wanru, staring at her every three days, wishing she could be seen.

Song Zhaodi didn't take the initiative, and Shen's mother didn't bother to urge her daughter-in-law to go out and walk around, and Sun Wanru didn't come out, so that in the next summer, Song Zhaodi brought her five children back from Xiao Song Village and lived there. Song Zhaodi and Sun Wanru, who were so close, didn't even say a word.

In 1973, August 8th, the day of the beginning of autumn, the temperature on Wengzhou Island was as high as 356 degrees. After one o'clock in the afternoon, when the temperature was at its highest, it was impossible to stay in the house, so Song Zhaodi followed Sister Duan's example, holding a fan in her right hand and a maza in her left, and went to enjoy the shade under a big tree five or six meters away from Zhong's house.

Sister Duan saw Song Zhaodi and shouted loudly, "Little Song, here."

Song Zhaodi walked over with a smile, and when she came to her, she noticed that the Shen family and her daughter-in-law were sitting on the other side of the tree with two little girls. After one glance, she looked away: "Is it cool here?" Ask Mrs. Duan.

Mother Shen: "It's very cool. Teacher Song, is your third child going to be in the first grade this year?"

"Yes." Song Zhaodi originally wanted to turn her back to Mother Shen, but seeing that she deliberately turned around to talk to herself, she simply sat down opposite Sister Duan, facing her and Mother Shen.

Mother Shen said with a smile: "Our little Ying is also in the first grade this year, and I will ask Xiaoying to go to school with your three children tomorrow."

"Then you have to ask Sanwa." Song Zhaodi said, "Auntie don't get me wrong. In fact, Sanwa was in the first grade last year. But that kid is too naughty, he won't go in the rain or snow. , don't go when it's hot.

"His father told him that he would be in the first grade next year after three days of fishing and two days of netting. He didn't believe it. In order to cure his problem, Jianguo specially told his teacher that he should be kept in grades."

Sister Duan was surprised: "I thought the third child of your family was still in preschool. Wait, doesn't he like going to school? When the second child was in the first grade, he was clamoring to go."

Song Zhaodi: "He really likes going to school, and he likes to play tricks in class." Song Zhaodi said, "What the teacher taught, Dawa and Zili taught him, he thinks he can, not only does not Listening to lectures will also affect others." After a pause, "He was not obedient, and the teacher told him to stand up. Too many times, he would go if he wanted to go, and he would not go if he didn't want to go."

"Then you don't care about him?" Sun Wanru said suddenly.

Song Zhaodi raised her eyebrows: "I've already taken care of it."

"Repetition is to manage?" Sun Wanru couldn't believe it.

Song Zhaodi: "Yes."

"You guys, how can you manage your children like this?" Sun Wanru couldn't understand, "Wasting a year and doing this is extremely irresponsible to the children."

Sister Duan subconsciously looked at Song Zhaodi, did you provoke her again?

Song Zhaodi did not answer Mrs. Duan, "How can I be responsible for the child? Spanking? Spanking? Punished to stand and not allowed to eat? Unfortunately, our family has never spanked a child."

"You can't become a talent if you don't fight." Sun Wanru said.

Song Zhaodi: "It was before the founding of the People's Republic of China. It is 1973, and children are not taught that much."

"Then how do you teach?" Sister-in-law Duan was afraid of a quarrel for two days, so she interjected, "Tell us about it, let us listen too."

Song Zhaodi said with a smile: "Put the facts and make sense."

"This trick won't work." Jiang Qin, the lover of Political Commissar Lu, had also been on the battlefield before, but was injured and was unable to work and care for the family, so he retired to take care of the family. Political commissar Lu lived to the east of Master Liu. "My eldest grandson came to the island for a few days a few days ago. Our old Lu wanted to beat him with a belt. He was not afraid. Let alone be reasonable."

Song Zhaodi: "That's because your eldest grandson knew that Political Commissar Lu was trying to scare him."

"How do you know?" Jiang Qin asked quickly.

Song Zhaodi: "Because Jianguo also likes to use belts to scare children. But every time the big baby can see whether his father is frightening him or serious."

"Didn't you say your family doesn't beat children?" Sun Wanru asked.

Song Zhaodi frowned, this woman played with her and everyone came to find fault with her: "I said that I haven't beaten, it's not that I don't beat them. I didn't beat them because the children were too sophisticated, and Jianguo didn't want to beat them. Chance."

"Rereading the first grade also?" Sun Wanru asked.

Song Zhaodi wanted to roll her eyes: "School is not a prison. We caught Sanwa today and beat him up, and Sanwa will go to school tomorrow. He ran home after class, and Jianguo and I didn't know. We found out, we caught him and beat him again, and again and again, the child still wouldn't listen, what's the use?"

"You haven't tried it yet." Sun Wanru said, "Why are you so sure?"

Song Zhaodi: "Don't try, I understand the children I raised."

"Why don't you say you're too lazy to try." Sun Wanru snorted softly.

Song Zhaodi frowned, looking unhappy: "What do you mean?"