Chapter 197： Father's Day

Song Zhaodi: "It's not a big deal. Just like you did, notify relatives and friends to come and have a meal. It is possible to take her parents over. After all, Liu Ping married for the first time, my aunt and I Uncle is not very happy."

"I thought I would invite someone to play and sing." Xiao Xiurong said.

Song Zhaodi smiled: "It's definitely impossible." She glanced at the child in her arms, "Why does this child keep sleeping?"

Those two girls did their homework at home and didn't have time to take care of her, so I took her out."

Song Zhaodi: "When your mother went back a few days ago, I heard from your mother-in-law that she also wanted to go back to her hometown. When will the old lady leave? I'll buy something for her. Last time I left in a hurry, I'll just give her a few melons, and I don't have time to buy anything decent."

"If you don't leave, it's at our house." Xiao Xiurong said, "Old Shen's elder brother called my mother-in-law to go back, but I thought that my mother-in-law led Xiaoying and Tingting, and took care of me. , to send the old lady back, even if my sister-in-law doesn't say anything, I'm not very comfortable.

"There are only the two of us here. Let me tell you the truth, my mother-in-law is almost eighty years old. Even if she lives to ninety years old, she will let us serve for ten years. What's more, she can leave now. If you can move, you don't need us to wait.

"I've been ill for a few years and I can't move in bed. I'm busy with work, and Tingting and this girl take care of her. The two girls can't take care of her. We can also hire a nanny. Send her to her. In the countryside, Lao Shen's nephews and nieces are all married, and his brother and sister-in-law are older and take care of them, but they can't take care of them well."

Song Zhaodi: "Your mother-in-law can see it, you can tell her like this. It will save the old lady from worrying in the future."

"I told her so, she wouldn't think I cursed her to die prematurely?" Xiao Xiurong asked.

Song Zhaodi shook her head: "No. Like my brother-in-law's mother, she needed a coffin two years ago. They can see it open."

"Then I'll turn around and say that, say what you said." Xiao Xiurong said.

Song Zhaodi doesn't matter: "Whatever. The old lady likes me anyway."

"Look how beautiful you are." Xiao Xiurong couldn't help laughing, "When the news of Lian Lie and Liu Ping's marriage spreads, do you think the reborn mother will curse you?"

Song Zhaodi: "Me? I am the chosen daughter. If she dares to curse me, she will be punished by heaven."

Xiao Xiurong laughed dumbly: "You are so shameless! Are you still the daughter of God? God will let her daughter marry a widower?"

"Yes." Song Zhaodi nodded with a serious expression. Xiao Xiurong thought she was joking. I wanted to say something else, but I felt hot on my legs, so I hurried home to change the baby's diaper.

Song Zhaodi looked at Xiao Xiurong's back and couldn't help shaking her head, what's so good about having a child? It's not enough to want to chat with friends. She is still the smartest.

Self-supporting mother Shi Ailian is stupid.

When Song Zhaodi introduced her to Xiao Xiurong, Shi Ailian also thought about introducing her to Lian Lie. But Lian Lie didn't see anyone, so he just said no.

Now that Lian Lie not only agreed, but also married Song Zhaodi's relatives, Shi Ailian asked someone to find out how sacred Liu Ping was.

People on Wengzhou Island all know about Liu Ping, and it is easy to inquire. When I found out, Shi Ailian was very speechless, waiting for the Lian family to be restless.

On June 8th, April 26th of the lunar calendar, Liu Ping and Lian Lie held a banquet in the imperial capital. This day is Sunday, Zhenxing, Dawa and Rehabilitation also went.

Lian's family finally saw the legendary champion, and saw that the baby was handsome. Lian Lie's sister found Lian Lie at that time and asked him if the baby was a match.

Lian Lie was speechless, wanted to say that Dawa has a big idea, and also wanted to say that Dawa didn't want to find a partner now, and he took a lot of words to block her with his sister, and told her that Dawa was still young, Seventeen or eighteen.

Lian Lie's younger sister was a little disappointed. Seventeen or eighteen years old, in the eyes of Lian Lie's younger sister, she was still a hairy child.

On June 11th, Mrs. Duan returned to Binhai and called Song Zhaodi when she got home. Lian Lie's parents are very good, thank Song Zhaodi for helping Liu Ping find a good home.

Song Zhaodi has a purpose, just joking with Sister-in-law Duan, you are still behind to thank me, don't rush to thank me now.

Sister Duan is a real person. She didn't understand Song Zhaodi's words, so she asked her what she meant. Song Zhaodi said that Liu Wei was not too young, and Lian Lie had to find someone to introduce him to him tomorrow.

Sister Duan understood, but she couldn't believe it, so she asked Song Zhaodi if she had thought of this long ago.

Song Zhaodi is happy, she is not Zhuge Liang, how can she think so much, just take a step by step.

Sister Duan used to worry about Liu Ping the most, but now that Liu Ping has a good home, she begins to worry about Liu Wei. With Lian's family taking care of her, Liu Wei doesn't have to worry about her anymore, and she doesn't bother to take care of young people's affairs. After all, she is not too young to take care of it for a few years.

Sister Duan simply changed the subject and told Song Zhaodi that if Lian Lie could really find a decent wife for Liu Wei, she would ask Liu Wei to buy Song Zhaodi a washing machine.

Song Zhaodi told her not to use it, and Zhong Jianguo bought it for her.

Sister Duan said, buy a TV.

Seeing her like this, Song Zhaodi did not persuade her any more. Let's talk about the TV when Liu Wei gets married. The eight characters have not been written yet.

Sister Duan heard that Song Zhaodi perfunctory her, hung up the phone and asked her wife to write a letter to Liu Wei, the main content was only one, to buy a TV set for Song Zhaodi.

The relatives' house was arranged properly, Song Zhaodi felt that the whole person was relaxed. The third Sunday in June is Father's Day, which is June 15th.

On the morning of the 15th, when Zhong Jianguo went to the camp, Song Zhaodi took Erwa, Zhengang and Sanwa to Hangzhou. On the way, she told a few children that today is Dad's holiday .

Sanwa didn't believe it, and thought it was made up by his mother again: "Why haven't I heard of it?"

"This festival is passed down from the West." Song Zhaodi said, "For example, our country's Valentine's Day is Qixi Festival, and foreigners' Valentine's Day is February 14th."

Zhengzheng: "Is there a Mother's Day?"

"Yes. May has already passed." Song Zhaodi said.

Zhen was just disappointed: "Then why didn't you tell us?"

"I can still celebrate Teacher's Day." Song Zhaodi said.

Zhengang's eyes lit up: "Yes. Teacher, what kind of gift do you want, we will come out and buy it for you."

"I don't know." Song Zhaodi said, "I have a husband, children, and a job, thanks to Teacher Zhong, now high school students all over the country know that there is a person like Song Zhaodi in the world, and I have gained fame. I really don't want anything."

Erwa wanted to sigh: "Mother, what you said, even if you want, we can't do anything."

"Then let's have a good meal." Song Zhaodi said.

Erwa is speechless: "Have a good meal on New Year's and holidays, and have a good meal for a happy event at home. We have a good meal for our birthdays, and we have time to do something delicious on Sunday, so we also have a good meal. There is nothing else but to eat?"

Erwa: "Okay. What do you want to eat today?"

"What is there to eat in the restaurant." Song Zhaodi said, "Let's eat outside today."

Song Zhaodi didn't tell Zhong Jianguo when she left in the morning. At about twelve o'clock, Zhong Jianguo returned home, the door was locked, and when he asked Shen Ying, Mr. Song took his three sons, Hangcheng, to go to the city, and immediately wanted to greet Song Zhaodi's previous parents.

When I got home in the evening, Zhong Jianguo was about to get angry when he noticed two new clothes on the bench. He picked it up and looked at it, a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, and saw that the size was his, Zhong Jianguo was happy Now, take the clothes and go to the kitchen: "made it for me?"

Song Zhaodi looked up at him and nodded.

Zhong Jianguo wanted to speak, but smelled a fragrance: "What did you do?"

"Braised lion head." Song Zhaodi said, "We ate it in Hangcheng at noon, and we came back to cook it for you after seeing it."

Zhong Jianguo was a little surprised: "What festival is today?"

"Father's Day." Zhen Gang said, "Your own holiday."

Zhong Jianguo listened freshly: "How many Father's Days are there in a year?"

"Dad, don't scare me with a belt all day, let you celebrate Father's Day every Sunday." Sanwa said.

Zhong Jianguo chuckled: "Then I would rather have only one a year."

"You—" Sanwa took a deep breath, "Look, today is your holiday, I'll let you once."

Song Zhaodi said: "The rice should be ready, bring it out. I'll fry two more vegetarian dishes."

"Then I'll wash my hands." Zhong Jianguo closed the door in the living room, put on his shirt and shorts before going out to wash his hands.

Song Zhaodi came out with a lion's head and saw him put on new clothes, she was speechless: "The clothes are ready and not washed."

"I didn't buy it outside." Zhong Jianguo said, "What are you afraid of doing?" He waved to a few children, "Eat, eat."

Zhengang sighed helplessly: "Uncle Zhong, I will supervise you in the future."

"Okay." Zhong Jianguo agreed very simply, putting a lion's head in his mouth before saying, "Anyway, you will go to college next year."

Zhen Gang choked: "Teacher, look at my Uncle Zhong."

"I supervise him." Song Zhaodi said, and suddenly thought, "Next year when you leave, there will be only three children left in the family, and the revitalization will come back the year after. When the three children go to college, It's time for Zhengang and Erwa to graduate too. Master Zhong and I are getting old too."

Zhong Jianguo: "You are old and I am not old, don't take me with you."

"Dad can't get old." Erwa doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the fun, "Dad is eight years older than mother, and when she grows old with her, she becomes a bad old man."

Zhong Jianguo glared at him: "Tell me again."

"Dad eats meat." Erwa gave him a lion's head, "Eat more, and you will get younger and younger."

Zhong Jianguo snorted: "Stop coaxing Lao Tzu to play. Teacher Xiao Song, did Gengsheng call?"

"Fuck you." Song Zhaodi said, "I guess I'm afraid I'll introduce someone to someone else."

Zhong Jianguo was curious: "There are still singles in Lian Lie's circle?"

"She's not good enough. Your eldest brother is only a factory manager, or a deputy, even if she is younger than Liu Ping and better-looking than Liu Ping, her family background is not good, and she is not good enough, she can only marry an ordinary A slightly better man among men."

Zhong Jianguo nodded: "She doesn't live up to her expectations. I really can't blame others for looking down on her, only herself. By the way, what happened to her partner?"

"We're still in touch for the time being. Whether it will be divided depends on next year." Song Zhaodi said.

1981, May 3rd, Sunday, Erwa turned the calendar to see how many days until the Dragon Boat Festival, and found that next Sunday was Mother's Day, Sanwa asked Song Zhaodi: "Mother, my favorite, what do you want to eat next Sunday?"

"Steak!" Song Zhaodi spat out two words.

The three brothers were stunned.

Erwa frowned and asked, "What is a steak?"

Song Zhaodi: "The steak is—wait, the phone rang."

Sanwa ran over and picked up the phone: "Mother, it's uncle, looking for you."