Song Zhaodi thought for a moment. “Fatty but not greasy? You mean Dongpo Pork? You have better taste than your son.” “You don’t know how to make it, do you?” Zhong Jianguo said smugly. “I thought you could do everything.” Song Zhaodi found his amusement hilarious. “You’re that happy to see me stumped? Too bad—you’re […]
There were only three beds at home, but six people had come. Zhong Jianguo had anticipated this situation, but hearing Song Zhaodi say it so bluntly made him feel stifled. Gritting his teeth, he muttered, “Very satisfied. Extremely satisfied.” “So, are we just going to keep sleeping like this from now on?” Song Zhaodi asked […]
The school principal hadn’t slept well for two nights. He looked like he had aged seven or eight years overnight, as if he had stepped straight from middle age into old age. Just as he was expecting a long speech from Song Zhaodi, her simple six-word response made him choke. “Xiao Song, Teacher Yao’s issue […]
Qian Qinghua huffed, “I wouldn’t dare!” and turned on his heel to leave. Song Zhaodi smiled helplessly, then pulled off the still-damp shoes from Sanwa’s feet and set them outside to dry. Turning toward the staircase, she called out, “Are you planning to eavesdrop forever, or are you coming down?” “Stepmom, stepmom, you’re so bad!” […]
Qian Qinghua blurted out, “Impossible! My mom isn’t that kind of person.” Song Zhaodi said nothing, only nodding toward Teacher Yao, signalling for Qian Qinghua to look for himself. Qian Qinghua turned his head and saw that his mother had lowered her head at some point. A chill ran through him—he couldn’t believe it. Song […]
When Song Zhaodi arrived at the grocery store, it was not yet ten o’clock, but the place already felt like it was about to close. This was because, in this era, people were cautious even when they had ration tickets, and they dared not spend recklessly. As a result, the grocery store was rather quiet. […]
Chen dasao turned around when she heard the voice. “Teacher Song is back. You mean that Xiao Zhao? I don’t know her well, just chatted a few times when I went shopping.” “Then did she ask you for help?” Song Zhaodi walked over to probe. Chen dasao didn’t go back inside and simply replied, “She […]
Song Zhaodi found it amusing. “Did I ask you?” Zhong Jianguo was momentarily at a loss for words. “Trying to provoke me won’t work.” “Sanwa, tell your dad to take you to play.” Song Zhaodi placed the child on the bed and left the room before Zhong Jianguo could respond, heading downstairs with the fabric […]
Zhong Jianguo didn’t bother lowering his voice, so Song Zhaodi clearly heard everything he said to Erwa and Dawa. She suddenly felt like she was raising four children instead of three. “I’m going to go hit your dad. You two stay inside.” “Okay!” Erwa, having tattled, was afraid of getting hit by his father and […]
Zhong Jianguo took the stairs three at a time and disappeared in an instant. Zhong Dawa rubbed his eyes hard. His dad didn’t have wings—how did he run so fast? Never mind, he needed to pick up the vegetables. In tough times, children didn’t need adults to tell them not to waste food. Song Zhaodi […]
Chen dasao, Lin Zhong’s mother, chuckled, “That’s exactly what I asked her. She told me to go and see for myself. If you don’t want to go, I’ll go alone.” “Let’s go!” Song Zhaodi replied. Even if she wasn’t interested in second-hand clothes of unknown origin, she had to at least check it out since […]
Dawa’s expression changed instantly, and he frowned at Song Zhaodi. “Making Dad cook again?” “Are you going or not?” Song Zhaodi didn’t waste words with him. Zhong Dawa saw that she wasn’t joking and pouted. “Fine, I’ll go. Erwa, Lin Zhong, let’s go.” With a wave of his little hand, he stomped off toward home […]
The relationship between Song Zhaodi and Zhong Jianguo was simple—mutually beneficial. Even if Song Zhaodi planned to divorce Zhong Jianguo in the future, their relationship would last for at least seven or eight years. In her past life, Liu Ling had never wronged herself in any aspect. After transmigrating into Song Zhaodi and marrying Zhong […]
As soon as Song Zhaodi stepped into the kitchen, she turned around with a bright smile, as if the frosty expression she had moments ago was just an illusion. Zhong Jianguo saw this and immediately turned to leave. Song Zhaodi reached out and grabbed his arm. “Let’s talk.” “Let go!” Zhong Jianguo said coldly. Song […]
Zhong Jianguo sat down and stared at Song Zhaodi. “What new story are you planning to make up this time?” “Have I ever lied to you?” Song Zhaodi cut him off before he could speak. “I’ve just withheld some of the truth.” Zhong Jianguo let out a sound of acknowledgement. When he heard the door […]
Lin Zhong’s face lit up with joy as he quickly said, “Thank you, Uncle Zhong.” “No need to thank me,” Zhong Jianguo replied modestly. “I don’t know how to make clothes. If you want to thank someone, thank Teacher Song.” Lin Zhong nodded and turned to head home. Zhong Jianguo called after him, “Dawa, go […]
Zhong Jianguo was momentarily speechless before stubbornly saying, “Fine, I’ll just sleep on the bench again. It’s been a week anyway, what’s another day or two?” “Dad is a coward!” Erwa made a face at Zhong Jianguo. Zhong Jianguo raised his hand and smacked the back of Erwa’s head. “Stay out of this! This is […]
Zhong Dawa’s mouth fell open. “Earth-shattering? Mom, don’t make such a complicated dish.” “It’s not complicated.” Song Zhaodi scooped out a bowl, placed eight dumplings inside, and handed it to Dawa. “You and Erwa can eat these. Don’t give any to Sanwa—the steamed dumplings are too hard for him.” Dawa took the bowl, tore off […]
Happy Independence Day to my fellow Indians! Song Zhaodi jolted awake, startled. Seeing Zhong Jianguo, she snapped impatiently, “Are you sick or something? Zhong Jianguo, why the hell are you yelling so early in the morning?” “I’m sick? I must be sick to have trusted you!” Zhong Jianguo grabbed her arm and yanked her up. […]
Around six in the evening, Zhong Jianguo returned from the military camp. Just as he reached his doorstep, Liu Wei suddenly appeared and pulled him next door. “Is Zhaodi at your house?” Zhong Jianguo asked without much thought. “Where is she?” Duan dasao stepped out of the house, instinctively tiptoeing to glance at the neighbouring […]
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