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

Perhaps because he was holding it in too much, Baolin was the first one to wake up the next day.

When she got up, the whole family had to get up. Her loud chattering made the whole family restless.

Youcai was a little grumpy when he woke up. He was woken up by her while he was half asleep. He jumped off the kang without even putting on his clothes and wanted to beat her!

Baolin was so scared that he hid aside, and the two of them laughed and played around the stove.

It was not until Zhang Xiuhua came over to stop them and told Youcai to go back and get dressed that the two of them calmed down.

After breakfast, Baolin took Yaoyao to the village to play.

Zhang Xiuhua looked outside and said, "The snow hasn't melted yet. It's all muddy now. My shoes will get wet if I go back. Let's stay home today."

Baolin couldn't bear it any longer and refused to go no matter what. He shook his head like a rattle and insisted on going to play.

Zhang Xiuhua had no choice but to get her a pair of rubber shoes. These rubber shoes were taken from the space, and she didn't remember whose child left them. At this time, there were rubber shoes, but they were all black. She took out two pairs, one was pink and tender, and the other was bright yellow.

The two little girls jumped for joy and kept praising the shoes for being beautiful.

The other children looked at her with envy, but Zhang Xiuhua could only pretend not to see it. "These shoes are only available in their sizes. I'll buy them for you when I come across your size in the future."

She looked at Baolin, "There's no fleece in here, won't your feet get cold when you wear it?"

Baolin shook his head. "Not cold. I'm wearing thick socks and stuffing wool insoles into my shoes, so I'm not cold."

The two little girls were fully equipped and ran out hand in hand. The other children wanted to follow, but they were wearing cotton shoes. It was snowing outside and the road was muddy, so their shoes would definitely get wet. They would have to wear slippers. Without cotton shoes to keep warm, they would definitely not be able to go.

Zhang Xiuhua kept them at home to peel corn, and gave them one candy for every twenty ears of corn she peeled.

Youcai wanted to follow Jidong's example and ask the children in the village for help, but unfortunately the weather was too cold and every household would not let the children go out. He almost shouted himself hoarse, but no children came.

Jidong resigned himself to the task of peeling corn with a winnowing basket. From time to time, he would give questions to test his talent and see if he had made any progress in his recent extra lessons.

So Jidong became the most hated person in Youcai's mind.

He was afraid that Jidong would ask more questions, so he pestered Zhang Xiuhua to ask what they were having for lunch. "We eat goose on snowy days here. We stew the goose in an iron pot. Aunt Zhang, let's kill one."

Zhang Xiuhua thought carefully, there are five geese at home, if one is killed, there will be four left, one can be eaten every half a month until the New Year. She agreed readily, "Okay. Then kill one."

Youcai happily wore his father's rubber shoes to catch geese. He quickly removed the feathers with hot water and followed Zhang Xiuhua's instructions to fry first and then stew.

Of course, you also have to prepare side dishes, including potatoes, vermicelli, and carrots. Of course, you can also stick pancakes around the stove.

Youcai cooked very well. Zhang Xiuhua was more and more satisfied. "Youcai really has a talent for cooking! He can learn cooking from others and become the head chef of a big hotel in the future."

It is hard for a talented person to get into university, so it is better to choose a technical route. In the next 20 years, chefs will be very popular. With the reform and opening up in the future, you can also open a restaurant. Business will definitely be good.

The more she looked, the more satisfied she felt. Footsteps were heard outside. The kitchen was full of fog and she couldn't see who was outside. She squatted down and looked outside. It turned out to be Baolin.

As soon as she entered the yard she began to yell, "Mom, mom, hurry up! Something big has happened!"

She went to the main room first, but found that she was not there, so she went to the kitchen. Yaoyao did not follow her. Zhang Xiuhua was surprised, "What's the big deal?"

"A fight has broken out! The third son of that family from yesterday has returned and is fighting at the door. Many people are coming to watch!"

After saying this, there was no time to bother lighting a fire and stewing the goose. Jidong took the firewood from the stove directly to the bottom, put out the fire with wood ash, and followed Zhang Xiuhua and Baolin excitedly to watch the fun.

Youcai was just about to mix the batter. Just as he poured the dough, he disappeared. He stomped his feet and ran out.

At the door of old man Zhang's house, his four sons were standing at the door and quarreling. The road was muddy, and the village cadres hurried over, their trouser legs were covered with mud, but they had to come, and they all acted as peacemakers to persuade them to stop fighting.

Baolin dragged Zhang Xiuhua to the place, and without even taking a breath, he pulled Yaoyao and asked, "How was it? What did I miss just now?"

Yaoyao told the story in a few words, "Before, it was Uncle Daxi and Uncle Sanxi who were arguing, and then Uncle Erxi and Uncle Sanxi also came, and the four of them quarreled together."

Baolin could see it with her eyes, she was asking about the details, but Yaoyao had no idea how to remember those words.

Zhang Xiuhua went forward and listened. It turned out that Zhang Daxi wanted Zhang Sanxi to pay the most. After all, he ate and drank the Zhang family's food and drinks, but did not give birth to children to carry on the Zhang family's bloodline. Instead, he married into the Zhang family's family, which was unfilial.

Zhang Sanxi was immediately unhappy when he heard that he had to pay the most. "Why should I pay the most? I am marrying into the family. It's no different from a girl getting married. When I got married, my father didn't pay a penny. You guys got married and emptied the family's savings. Why should he be the only one to pay after his father died? Who of the married girls in our village paid the most for their deceased parents? Find one and let me open my eyes!"

Although this is a bit shameless, but if you think about it carefully, it does make sense. He is marrying into the family, which is the same as marrying off a daughter. Why should he pay the most?

"Dad worked so hard to support your education. The tuition and transportation fees are much more expensive than our wedding."

Zhang Sanxi also came prepared. He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and read it to everyone, "In 1970, I gave my father ten yuan, two kilograms of Gala fruit, one kilogram of brown sugar, one kilogram of snacks, a piece of clothing, and a bottle of Erguotou..."

Every time he reported something new, the others listened in amazement and then started a heated discussion.

"Hey, Zhang Sanxi has spent a lot of money on Old Man Zhang. What a filial kid he is. How can these people say he is unfilial?!"

"Why haven't I seen him before? He brought so many things to our door?" Zhang Daxi's wife questioned, "Are you kidding us?!"

Zhang Sanxi snorted and laughed, "I have it all written down in black and white. Otherwise, how could my father live to such an old age? Big brother and second brother, have you ever brought anything for my father during the New Year or other festivals? Every time I come back to visit my father, he says that you didn't bring anything. You still have the nerve to accuse me of being unfilial!"

Zhang Daxi and Zhang Erxi looked unhappy. "We are all farmers. We grow crops at home and we get food. Dad has plenty of food, so we don't need to raise him."

"Yes. I am a worker, so I deserve to pay the money and get a reputation as an unfilial person?" Zhang Sanxi obviously knew how bad his reputation was, but he had been forbearing until now. It can be seen that he is also a deep thinker.

Zhang Daxi and Zhang Erxi were embarrassed. They quickly changed the topic of unfilial piety. Zhang Erxi asked him, "I want to ask you, Dad died of freezing, but when he died, his quilt was gone. You were the one he loved since he was a child! You came to see him a few days ago. When you came, the quilt was gone. Did you take it away?"

Zhang Sanxi pointed at Zhang Daxixi and said, "You've been to my house, too. Did you see any new quilts? They're all old ones! What new quilts? I didn't see any when I came that day. Don't blame me for everything. You're just envious that I have a job in the county, but you don't even think about how much I've paid. I married myself off as a girl, so shouldn't I live a good life? If you have the ability, you can also make the girls in the city like you. If you don't have that ability, then don't talk nonsense!"

The onlookers looked at each other, but no one objected.

"If it wasn't you who took it, who else could it be?" Zhang Erxi clearly didn't believe it. The third child has been cunning since he was a child, and all the good things in the house are given to him first. Could Dad not leave the quilt to him?

Zhang Sanxi crossed his arms, looked at Zhang Daxi, then at Zhang Erxi, and finally his gaze fell on Zhang Sixi.