Chapter 148： Self taught

Song Zhaodi looked at him up and down: "I want to look up to you. But you, Captain Zhong, have three sons of your own and adopted four more. The husband and wife's reputation for raising seven wolves has long spread throughout the three armies. I've signed up. I'm not surprised that you were appointed directly above. You said it was unanimously approved, but I don't believe it."

"You don't believe it either?" Zhong Jianguo saw that independence and revitalization had also come out, so he asked, "Do you think it was appointed directly from above?"

Self-reliance coughed lightly: "It stands to reason that I should trust Dad. After all, you are the most educated among these heads of the regiment. You can vote on this kind of thing. Although Deputy Commander Wu has multiple auxiliary characters, he is not afraid. Uncle Zhao, there is no reason to support you, not your own people."

"I'll just tell you that Deputy Commander Wu raised his hand first when voting." Zhong Jianguo said with a pause, "Actually, I'm also curious as to why he supports me."

Song Zhaodi looked at him: "You really don't know?"

"I wanted to ask Deputy Commander Wu, but I never found a chance." Zhong Jianguo said.

Sanwa emerged from the middle of Dawa and Reborn: "I'll help you ask."

"You?" Zhong Jianguo glanced at him, "Are you looking for Commander Wu?"

Sanwa: "Wu Zhiqiang is my younger brother, this matter is left to me."

"Okay, leave it to you." Zhong Jianguo smiled, "Hurry up and cook, I'm hungry."

Sanwa looked at Zhong Jianguo: "Dad, don't you believe me?"

"No, no, Dad believes you." Zhong Jianguo said, "I'm really hungry."

Sanwa snorted: "I will ask Wu Zhiqiang tomorrow. You, and you, wait. By the way, mother, if I ask, do you have to promise to be the principal too? Dean?"

"You ask, does it have anything to do with me being the director?" Song Zhaodi asked back,

Three baby choked: "Don't mother want to know?"

"I don't want to know." Song Zhaodi responded very simply.

Sanwa looked at Zhong Jianguo: "Dad, mother doesn't care about you at all."

"I know this fact before you." Zhong Jianguo said.

Sanwa turned to her brothers for help.

The big baby walked over and put his arms around his neck: "Brother, when our parents don't want to play with you, talking can choke you to death. Let's go, help brother make fire, brother will make tofu for you eat."

"I don't want to eat tofu." Sanwa looked at him, "I feel uncomfortable and want to eat chicken."

Zhong Dawa slapped him on the back of the head: "think beautiful."

"Sanwa, mother used dried shrimps and mushrooms to stew tofu last time, and put a lettuce in it. You said it was delicious, so I'll make it next time. Now I don't want to eat it?" Zili smiled to ask.

Sanwa thinks back: "That's about the same."

"It's what mothers are used to." The big baby glanced at him and got into the kitchen to continue cooking.

Song Zhaodi smiled and looked at Zhong Jianguo: "Did you hear? Your son is so angry with me every day, and he still thinks that I care about you, and you also want to be beautiful."

"I didn't let you care about me." Seeing her get up, Zhong Jianguo raised his hand to grab her arm, "Sit down and rest, let them do it, we'll wait to eat."

Seven children, Dali, and eight young men were all crowded in the kitchen. Song Zhaodi was afraid that they would make trouble while chopping vegetables, so she wanted to go over and stare. When Zhong Jianguo said this, Song Zhaodi simply sat down: "Lu political commissar also retreats with Uncle Liu?"

"Retreat together." Zhong Jianguo said, "Old Zhang go up with me."

Song Zhaodi raised her eyebrows: "Listen to what you mean, Political Commissar Zhang can go up, thanks to you?"

"Don't believe me, it's true because I suggested that Lao Zhang is very good, no need to change the political commissar for me, and Lao Zhang can go up." Zhong Jianguo said, "However, Lao Zhang is not too young. I should retire in six or seven years."

Song Zhaodi: "Who will lead your group?"

Song Zhaodi nodded: "Whoever they arrange will be your subordinates in the future, and they cannot act beyond you. After a long time, everyone who is not yours will think he is yours."

"I think so too." Zhong Jianguo glanced at the kitchen, "Mr. Song, several children want you to be the director, so you can be."

Song Zhaodi: "I still have to teach students in the third and first year of junior high school. Can I be too busy?"

"I'm busy." Zhong Jianguo said, "The children are all grown up, and there is nothing to do at home. It's boring to have nothing to do."

Song Zhaodi: "It's not boring. I've thought about it. I'll take a few children to Hangzhou on Sunday, and take a few children out to see the great rivers and mountains during winter and summer vacations. Anyway, I don't need to hold them now. People who steal children don't even bother to steal a child as big as Sanwazi."

"I knew it." Zhong Jianguo looked at her, "Mr. Song, you are not too young, aren't you tired of running around every day?"

Song Zhaodi: "I'm only thirty-three. For people of this age, life has just begun."

"I don't believe it." Zhong Jianguo said.

Song Zhaodi: "Then you live well and see for yourself."

"I have to live well." Zhong Jianguo pointed at her, "Just like you, if I die today, you can remarry with your child tomorrow."

Song Zhaodi pouted: "I'm not a masochist. As soon as I raised my child, I found a man to help him serve the elderly." After a while, "It's impossible to remarry, but we can talk about it. A twilight love."

Zhong Jianguo choked for a moment, suddenly thinking that Song Zhaodi was forced to marry him under the pressure of reality, and suddenly felt chest tightness, shortness of breath and shortness of breath: "Why are you so angry with me."

"You said it first." Song Zhaodi said, "I'm not mad at you anymore. Ask you something, did the eldest miss pass the exam?"

Zhong Jianguo was stunned for a while before realizing who the eldest lady she was talking about: "No, she's too old. I know you're curious about her. When Shen Xuancheng was chatting with me, I asked. Clear.

"The one who is thirty-five years old this year, when she married Shen Xuancheng, she was twenty-four years old. She graduated at the age of twenty-one, and she did not belong to the class of 1966, so she did not Qualified for the college entrance examination.”

"No, I seem to remember that Sanwa said she didn't graduate until six or six years." Song Zhaodi said, "If she graduated long ago, why haven't she been married?"

Zhong Jianguo: "She didn't tell the truth, Shen Xuancheng wouldn't be able to expose her. Mr. Sun introduced her to a few objects, but she was not satisfied. He also said that love is free, you have to find it yourself."

"So when she married Shen Xuancheng, she had no one in her heart?" Song Zhaodi asked.

Zhong Jianguo: "Listening to Shen Xuancheng means there is one, it seems that Lang Wuqing concubine intends."

"Then she is really miserable." Song Zhaodi said, "Are you at home or with other men now?"

Zhong Jianguo: "I don't know. Shen Xuancheng didn't say it."

"When did Shen Xuancheng tell you?" Song Zhaodi was curious, "I haven't seen you two chatting at the door recently."

Zhong Jianguo: "On the morning of Qingming Festival, he went with me to see the old horse, and talked about it on the way back to the camp."

"Then Sun Wanru should be at home." Song Zhaodi said, "The college entrance examination is hopeless, now it's time to get married honestly. As long as she gets married, Shen Xuancheng should give up."

Zhong Jianguo: "I have given up. When I mentioned Sun Wanru before, Shen Xuancheng sighed and sighed. When I mentioned her a few days ago, it was like an ordinary friend, and I adjusted it."

"Sun Wanru has been gone for half a year, and he sighs again. If he is going to die, Mrs. Shen should take her two granddaughters back to her hometown." Song Zhaodi said, sniffing, "Your son is fried. What about eggs?"

Zhong Jianguo looked at the kitchen: "Isn't it stewed tofu?"

"Dad, are you frying eggs?" Song Zhaodi asked loudly.

"Apart from scrambled eggs and stewed tofu, what else are you going to do?" Song Zhaodi asked.

Gengsheng took a look in the kitchen: "Fry pickles with oil residue. Mother, steamed buns and steamed buns are enough for one meal, no steaming rice."

"Cook some porridge." Song Zhaodi said, "Put less rice, put more water, and rice soup will support people."

Rebirth: "I see." After that, I went to wash rice.

Zhong Jianguo and Song Zhaodi stared at each other in the living room, looking at each other for a while, they got bored. But there were already enough people in the kitchen, so Song Zhaodi could only stand at the door: "Zhong Jianguo, go back and ask where there is a TV that sells, and buy a TV. Also, check if there are washing machines on the market."

"Washing machine?" Zhong Jianguo asked, "Washing clothes? Then I'll ask. But don't hold your hopes, I've never heard of a washing machine."

Song Zhaodi: "That's your ignorance. You haven't seen a sewing machine before."

"Yeah, I don't know as much as you." Zhong Jianguo said, "Go to the ground, Teacher Song is omnipotent."

Song Zhaodi pinched his arm.

Zhong Jianguo hurriedly grabbed her hand: "Stop pinching, my arm is almost swollen by your pinching. I don't know who to learn from."

"Self-taught." Song Zhaodi said, and suddenly thought of one thing, "Zhong Jianguo, there are still more than three months before the college entrance examination, your ex-mother-in-law didn't come to see us?"

Zhong Jianguo also realized that something was wrong: "With such a big thing as the college entrance examination, Dawa's cousins ​​and cousins ​​are just the right age, and it stands to reason that even if they don't bring people, they should ask us to borrow the book. Books, or crying for poverty, the child has to go to school, the family has no money, etc. Nothing will happen, right?"

"Would you like to send someone to take a look?" Song Zhaodi said, "No matter what, it's the grandmother of Dawa."

Zhong Jianguo shook his head: "Don't go! It's better if you don't find us. It saves the Bai family thinking that our family wants to walk with theirs. The big boy knows this, and he is so angry that he wants to run away from home. ."

The Bai family are no different to Song Zhaodi than strangers. When Zhong Jianguo said this, Song Zhaodi stopped persuading him.

In the morning of the next day, Song Zhaodi finished her third class, packed up her textbooks and came home to see that several eldest sons had already started cooking. Song Zhaodi went to the kitchen to take a look. The big baby was frying fish and couldn't help but ask, "Student Zhong Jianqiang, how many cents are left for this month's living expenses?"

"There are more than ten dollars left." Zhong Dawa said.

Song Zhaodi wanted to beat someone: "Fifty yuan a month, only half of it has passed, and you have spent ten yuan left. We have to spend seventy to eighty yuan this month."

"You say you make money by keeping flowers." Zhong Dawa looked at the golden color on both sides of the fish, poured some water into it, and began to cook the soup, "Mother, go on with your work, I know what to do What to do, don't stare at me."

Today, Dawa went out to buy vegetables. Before he came back, Song Zhaodi went to class. I don't know what he bought.

Song Zhaodi leaned against the door frame and affirmed: "Afraid of me? Buy meat again. Reborn, when you and Zili came back, did your grandfather give you meat tickets again?"

"No." Reborn.

Song Zhaodi snorted: "We have eaten meat three times this month. Each time we have two or three pounds. Your grandfather didn't give me the meat ticket. Where did you get the meat ticket?"

"Mother, I told you don't beat me." Da Wa said, "I'll tell you."

Song Zhaodi: "You said."

"I exchanged it for someone else." Zhong Dawa said, "I still have ten pounds of meat tickets."

Song Zhaodi had a bad premonition in her heart, and quickly asked, "What do you get for it?"

"Workbook." Zhong Dawa said, and quickly reminded, "You said, don't beat me."