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

Although my family owns a restaurant, I can’t eat at the restaurant every day. I always want to change my taste.

The Peking duck here is freshly made, the taste is more fragrant and crispy, and the pancake is thin and soft.

Roll it up with roast duck meat, add shredded cucumber and carrot, and add some sweet noodle sauce, the taste is absolutely amazing.

Zhuzhu was eating with gusto and had forgotten about the quarrel with Jilin. She just kept giving her mother a thumbs up.

Compared to her liveliness, Jilin seemed much quieter. He was slow-tempered and couldn't do two things at once. He didn't talk at all while eating. He just thought about eating! Before long, the plate of noodles was empty.

Seeing that there were not enough cakes, Zhang Xiuhua took another plate.

Zhang Xiuhua asked Zhenzhen, "Your restaurant is very busy, do you need our help?"

Zhenzhen smiled and said, "No need." "We have already got all the staff. Everyone just eat and drink well."

Zhang Xiuhua nodded.

After dinner, Zhang Xiuhua and I walked together to digest the food. Then we went to the state-owned mall to buy some things for the unborn baby. "The baby's skin is delicate, so you have to wash these clothes after you buy them and rub them until they are soft, so that they won't prick the skin when you wear them."

In fact, it is better for babies to wear old clothes, but the fabrics of children's clothes in the past were too coarse, and every family was poor, so the fabrics were probably torn apart and remade. Few families could save the money. It is better to buy new ones yourself.

Zhenzhen was a little embarrassed and said, "I can buy it myself."

"You buy it if you want, but we buy it for the child, not for you. Don't refuse." Zhang Xiuhua was afraid that because she had never given birth to a child, she would not know what to buy.

So I took her to buy a big bag of things she needed, including clothes, bibs, milk bottles, toilet paper, changing mats, cribs, and so on.

The state-owned supermarkets at that time did not provide delivery, and she bought such a large amount that the people who followed her also had their hands full.

Seeing that she wanted to continue shopping, Li Jianguo urged her to stop, "You can't buy anything more. Buy tomorrow."

"I'm afraid it will close tomorrow, right?" Zhang Xiuhua was worried about the state-owned shopping malls closing for the New Year. Here, no matter how good the business is, they close at a set time.

Zhenzhen smiled and said, "It's okay! This is a state-owned mall. We can go to the private mall in front. It closes at 10 o'clock. But I can't get it today. I can buy it myself later."

Zhang Xiuhua looked left and right, and realized she couldn't get it, so she had to go back.

Zhenzhen couldn't carry all the things by herself, so they sent all the things to Zhenzhen's residence.

Master Zheng was also at home. He was in poor health and could only go to the restaurant a few times a month. He spent most of his time at home resting, leaving the restaurant to Zhenzhen. Seeing Zhang Xiuhua and Li Jianguo buying so many things, he hurriedly invited them in and asked the nanny to serve tea and water.

"Relatives? Are you in good health?" Li Jianguo sat down and chatted with Master Zheng.

Master Zheng couldn't hide the smile on his face, "I'm fine."

Zhang Xiuhua chatted with him, drank tea, and waved to the two children to call people.

Master Zheng smiled from ear to ear and asked about the two children’s learning status.

This type of questioning has always been the most hated part for poor students, but these two children have good grades, so they like it very much.

Zhuzhu was very proud, holding her head high, "My grades are very good, I will definitely be able to get into high school in the future."

Jilin doesn't have Zhuzhu's confidence. "My grades are OK, not bad. I will work hard to get into a better university."

Master Zheng praised them for their extraordinary intelligence.

After staying here for an hour, Zhang Xiuhua got up and said goodbye. They had to get up early the next day to watch the flag-raising ceremony.

Master Zheng and Zhenzhen saw them out.

On the way back, Li Jianguo sighed heavily, "Actually, he is not much older than me. But his spirit looks different."

He suffered a lot in those days, and Master Zheng was a scholar who had never done physical work before. He couldn't eat well or sleep well in those days, and he had to do heavy work, which his body really couldn't bear.

Zhang Xiuhua was also a little sad. Although Master Zheng was smiling, he looked haggard, a look only seen from patients who had been ill for a long time. She sighed, "Fortunately, Zhenzhen is pregnant, so he can see the next generation. He has no regrets."

Li Jianguo nodded, "With his daughter and son-in-law accompanying him, he should be happier."

After returning home and packing their luggage, they fell asleep.

The capital is a little warmer than the northeast, but the houses here also have kangs. Youcai bought coal in advance. Before leaving, he heated up the kang. Now it is warm and comfortable to sleep.

Early the next morning, before daybreak, Zhang Xiuhua and Li Jianguo woke up the children one by one.

Jilin was difficult to wake up, and Zhang Xiuhua didn’t have a loudspeaker, so she just shouted in his ear, “Jilin, let’s go watch the flag-raising ceremony, and then we’ll eat outside. Can you cook at home?!”

Ji Lin rolled over and got up, quickly getting dressed.

Zhang Xiuhua suppressed her laughter and thought: Can't I cure you?!

Zhuzhu has already gotten up, but the child is still rummaging for clothes. She said she must take a really nice photo and give it to her fans later.

Zhang Xiuhua was afraid that she would delay any further, so when it was already daybreak, she hurried over to help her choose the right outfit, "This plain color is great. Clothes with too many patterns will look messy, and many people will appear in front of you. You won't be able to show yourself then."

Zhuzhu thought what her mother said made sense, so she put on the white coat and matched it with red knitted gloves.

The family didn't even have a meal, and rushed to the Tiananmen Gate by bus, where many citizens were already queuing.

"These are people who came to watch the flag-raising ceremony. Some are locals, and quite a few are from other places."

Zhang Xiuhua was holding a camera, which was Zhenzhen's camera. Jidong had bought a camera and brought it to the United States. Youcai took the camera over and asked them to take pictures themselves. They would develop the pictures later.

Zhuzhu was too short among the crowd, so Li Jianguo squatted down and let Zhuzhu lie on his back.

They waited for more than half an hour before they were finally able to get in.

When the parade began, a flag-bearer, two flag-guards, a leading police officer, and 32 members of the guard of honor came out of Tiananmen Square, stood at the foot of the city wall, and walked to the flagpole.

They are of similar height, with regular features and walk in the same uniform manner, as if they were printed from the same template.

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, "How cool!"

Everyone watched the flag-raising ceremony with bated breath.

When the flag-raising ceremony officially began, Zhang Xiuhua adjusted the angle and took a group photo of them.

The flag-raising ceremony lasted 46 seconds, and after everyone watched it, the crowd dispersed.

Zhuzhu jumped off her father's back, and Zhang Xiuhua asked the three of them to stand in front of the flagpole to take pictures.

After the three of them finished filming, Zhang Xiuhua took over from Li Jianguo, who was in charge of filming.

Then, Li Jianguo found a passerby and taught him how to use the camera, and the whole family took another photo together.

After thanking the passers-by, Zhuzhu volunteered to take a photo of her father.

After all the shooting was finished, the family went to have breakfast.

Zhuzhu asked her mother, "Is there anything special here? I don't want to eat steamed buns and fried dough sticks. I'm tired of them."

When visiting the capital, she must try the local cuisine. When she returns to school, she can also show off to her classmates.

Zhang Xiuhua didn't know what she was thinking. When it came to food, she always listened to them. "Okay, what do you want to eat?"

Zhuzhu didn't know either, so she chatted with a local in front of her who could speak old Beijing dialect and asked if there were any special features here.

The other party told her that the local specialty "Beijing Douzhi" was "you can try it. People from other places may not be used to it!"

Zhuzhu thought that if others could eat it, they could too, so she asked for the address and wanted to take the whole family to eat together.

You know what, this place is obviously populated by locals. The customers here all speak with a different accent than them.

Seeing everyone drinking with relish, Ji Lin was really hungry. After two bowls of soy milk were served on the table, Zhang Xiuhua put one bowl in front of him. He couldn't wait to pick up the spoon and take a sip.

Before he could taste it, Zhuzhu had already spat out, "What's that smell?! Is it rotten?!"

Zhang Xiuhua was puzzled, "Is it rotten?"

She looked at Jilin, "Is your bowl also rotten?"

Ji Lin's expression was almost wrinkled, and it looked so painful.

The locals nearby reminded them, "It's not rotten! We all came from the same pot."

The boss also came over with a smile, "Yes! We cooked it in the same pot. It can't go bad. Are you from outside the city?"

Zhang Xiuhua nodded, "Yes, we are from outside the area."

Li Jianguo saw that something was wrong with them, so he took a spoon and tasted it. He had never wasted food before, so he really wanted to spit it out. But thinking that this bowl of food cost ten cents, he swallowed it down.

Zhang Xiuhua saw him drink it and asked, "Is it delicious?"

In fact, it was useless for her to ask. This expression didn't look like he was going to drink it!

"I've eaten Houttuynia cordata before, and I don't believe there is anything in the world that tastes worse than it." Zhang Xiuhua scooped a spoonful and spat it out. She wiped her mouth, tears almost coming out, "It really exists! This..."

She didn't have the courage to say it was swill in front of the boss, but it was too disgusting to drink.

Looking at the people around her drinking with relish, she seriously suspected that their sense of taste was damaged.

Zhuzhu held Zhang Xiuhua's hand and said, "Mom, I want to eat fried dough sticks!"

She will never dislike steamed buns and fried dough sticks again. Compared with Beijing bean juice, steamed buns and fried dough sticks can be called the most delicious food in the world.

Zhang Xiuhua paid the bill and took her family back to a breakfast shop selling steamed buns and fried dough sticks.