Stepmother Reborn: Dad, my mom hasn't hit me for three days

Seeing that Youcai was greatly shocked, Zhang Xiuhua patted her daughter on the shoulder and said, "What nonsense are you talking about! Go out and play. Don't block the main room and cause trouble."

Baolin stuck out his tongue and thought: To be honest, you still won’t let me?

She pulled Yaoyao out of the house and went to play with Xiangxiang!

Zhang Xiuhua looked at Youcai, "What's wrong with you? Have you not been eating or drinking well recently? Why is your face so thin?!"

Youcai really lost weight. He was a foodie. In the first week, he ate well in restaurants. In the second week, he ate pickled vegetables for three meals a day. He was growing up and had a big appetite. Eating pickled vegetables every day did not provide enough nutrition. No wonder he looked bad.

Youcai always speaks his mind in front of Zhang Xiuhua, because Aunt Zhang never looks down on him.

"I was deceived! I treated them as brothers, but they treated me as a fool!"

Zhang Xiuhua was relieved, feeling that her efforts in persuading Li Jianguo were worth it.

She said with a straight face, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Youcai blurted out, "Of course it's true."

"But the truth hurts!" Zhang Xiuhua reminded him.

Youcai probably knew what she wanted to say, so he nodded twice, motioning for her to continue.

"People's IQs are different. You should know that. Take you and Jidong for example. They are both studying, but Jidong can get full marks after reading once, while you may not pass even if you read ten times. That's the difference in IQ." Zhang Xiuhua's words are absolutely true. In order to help Youcai get good grades, she hired a tutor for him and spent so much money, but the child is still only above average. Compared with Jidong, a genius, he couldn't be more ordinary.

Youcai lowered his head.

"But this world doesn't rely on IQ to survive." Zhang Xiuhua counted on her fingers and taught him, "IQ, self-control, hard work, resilience, etc. can all determine the path of the future. Your IQ is not high, but it is not low either. If you can improve your cooking skills and open a restaurant in the future, your future will be much better than those academic masters."

Youcai's blood boiled after hearing this, but... "I heard that opening a restaurant is speculation. Many people look down on it."

This is true. In the early days of reform and opening up, many people looked down on self-employed people. Only those who were desperate would go into business. These people were also the first to become rich. Zhang Xiuhua had lived two lives, and her thinking was a little out of touch with people at that time. She did not think it was shameful to be a self-employed person.

She smiled and said, "Being looked down upon is their business. What's important is that you respect yourself! Cooking can make you happy, and when guests eat your dishes, you feel a sense of honor from the bottom of your heart, that's what's important. Your father and I are also proud of you."

Youcai was a little self-abased at first, but then a sense of pride rose in his heart. It seemed that what he cooked was not a dish, but a work of art, a source of happiness for others.

His blood was boiling, he rolled up his sleeves and started working, "Aunt Zhang, what dish are you going to make today?"

"Chicken stewed with mushrooms. I've always wanted to eat it." Zhang Xiuhua looked at him eagerly.

She is not from Northeast China, and she doesn't know how to cook Northeast China, so the stewed chicken and mushrooms always lack the flavor. But Youcai is very good at making this dish, and not only she is greedy, but also the children in the family are very greedy.

Youcai was full of ambition and grabbed Jilin who was fiddling with the broken model and said, "Come and light the fire for me!"

Youcai turned grief into strength, and it was like he had been given a shot of chicken blood, boiling a whole pot of food.

When the weather is cold, they usually only cook one dish to prevent the dishes cooked earlier from freezing.

Call all the children back for dinner.

Zhang Xiuhua discussed building a ski slope. "Your dad will be back tomorrow and will definitely buy some skis. It's still light outside, so we can build the slope and play tomorrow."

Youcai immediately agreed when he heard it.

After dinner, all the children ran to the foot of the mountain to build a ramp.

There is a small path at the foot of the mountain that leads up the mountain. There is a slope that is just right for skiing.

However, the last snow was three days ago, and there was not enough snow on the road now, so a group of children came over to help.

They didn't think they could snowboard, they just wanted to experience real skiing.

After Zhang Xiuhua washed the dishes and fed the chickens, she came over to help.

Tiedan, the son of Wang Honghua next door, saw them all piling snow at the foot of the mountain and ran over.

Spreading the snow flat on the road is not safe enough because it is not hard enough and thick enough. Zhang Xiuhua suggested pouring some water on it and then flattening it with heavy objects so that it will not break when sliding.

So Youcai ran to his aunt's house and borrowed a tricycle to fetch water from home and pour it onto the path.

A group of children were busy until dark.

Xu Chunying learned that Youcai borrowed the tricycle for fun and felt that Zhang Xiuhua spoiled the child too much. "My children Hongwen and Hongxia study as soon as they get home. Youcai is already in the third year of high school, so let him work hard to improve his grades."

Zhang Xiuhua was thinking the same thing. "We still have to combine work and rest. Youcai is not like Hongxia, so we can't push him too hard. When Jidong is on vacation, I'll ask him to give Youcai extra lessons."

Xu Chunying's eyes lit up. "I'll ask Hongxia to come to your house to do her homework. She also has questions she doesn't know how to answer, so let Jidong teach her."

"Okay." Zhang Xiuhua agreed decisively.

The next morning, Youcai got up early to make breakfast. Without even having time to eat, he ran to the trail to check the snow trail he had made.

Not to mention that the snow track is not only smooth, but also covered with thick snow. It is also very interesting to slide down from it on a board.

He played by himself for a while, and his stomach growled with hunger, so he had to take the board back home.

Seeing that his forehead was covered in sweat and he had a piece of wood in his hand, Zhang Xiuhua guessed that he couldn't wait to go play first. She didn't blame him, but asked him to go back and change his clothes. "You have to change your clothes quickly if you are sweating, otherwise you will catch a cold!"

Youcai nodded.

While eating, Youcai looked anxiously and asked Zhang Xiuhua, "Aunt Zhang, when will my dad come back?"

"He should have come back yesterday, but there are always exceptions. I estimate he should have been back at noon." Zhang Xiuhua reminded them not to run too far, because when their father came back, he would not be able to see them.

Several children responded obediently.

Not long after the meal, Li Jianguo came back. He did not walk back, but took someone else's oxcart. There were a lot of things on the cart.

I bought a ski and snowshoes for Youcai. Youcai held the ski, which looked expensive. It felt heavy in his arms, especially the shoes, which were stiff. He couldn't wait to put them on. It felt like he was wearing a piece of iron, heavy.

"Dad? What is this?" When Youcai went back to the house to put on his snowshoes, the other children surrounded Li Jianguo and asked him questions.

It turned out that Li Jianguo not only brought back skis, but also bought snow rings. Zhang Xiuhua asked him to buy them.

Zhang Xiuhua asked Li Jianguo to pump up the air in the snow ring, and she told the children that they had to pay to enjoy this activity.

When they heard that they were asked for money, the children looked dismayed.

Baolin pouted and complained, "Mom, you are just a money-grubber!"

"I bought this with my own money. If I didn't buy it, would you know this?" Zhang Xiuhua said confidently. In order to prevent the remaining children from becoming talented, she had to let them know the hard work of making money.

Baolin choked a lot. After thinking about it carefully, she realized that what her mother said made sense. She had no choice but to ask, "How much is it per time?"

"You call me mom, so I definitely won't cheat you. I'll only charge you one cent at a time. Jilin will be in charge of the accounting, and I'll give you 10% of the profits later." Zhang Xiuhua gave orders.

Ji Lin was about to refuse, but when he heard that it was profitable and he still owed Brother Youcai a huge sum of fifty dollars, he agreed without saying a word.