Song Zhiting sent someone to tell them that he had something to do and would not be back for dinner.
It's just right that he doesn't come back, Zheng Baozhu can cook for him.
Song Sicheng exercised a lot every day, so Zheng Baozhu decided to provide him with enough nutrition. After all, Song Zhiting also gave her enough living expenses.
When Song Sicheng came back, he saw the wrapped dumplings on the table. He put down his schoolbag, washed his hands, put the dishes on the table, and started peeling garlic.
Zheng Baozhu saw that he was working like a little adult and asked, "Have you always been so diligent?"
Song Sicheng said: "I just do what I can. My mother is a hard-working person who cooks for us every day."
Being praised by a child, Zheng Baozhu felt embarrassed: "The dumplings are stuffed with cabbage and pork. I don't know your taste yet. If there is anything you don't eat, tell me."
“I like everything my mother cooks.”
"Such a sweet mouth."
Zheng Baozhu cooked the dumplings and served them on the table.
Song Sicheng said, "Mom, I had an argument with my classmates at school."
Zheng Baozhu put the dumplings into a bowl and handed it to Song Sicheng: "Did you win the argument?"
"Whether I can win or not, I need my mother's help."
"Just tell me what you need me to do, and I'll do my best to cooperate."
"Mom, can you take me to school?"
Zheng Baozhu thought it was a big deal: "It's just a small matter, easy to deal with!"
…
As Song Sicheng requested, Zheng Baozhu sent him to school and gave him a handful of candy before leaving.
Song Sicheng didn't ask for more, just took a piece of candy and said goodbye to Zheng Baozhu.
As soon as he entered the classroom, Zhu Xiaodong said sourly: "My grandma said that there is no good stepmother."
Han Fei walked up to Song Sicheng and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense. He has a bad stepmother himself, so he can't stand other people's stepmothers being good."
Looking at the dirt-covered clothes of Zhu Xiaodong and his brother, in stark contrast to Song Sicheng's clean clothes, it can be seen that there are differences between stepmothers.
…
Ding Peizhi came to Zheng Baozhu and asked her if she had bought everything because the cold wave was about to come. If she hadn't, she should buy them quickly in the next two days.
Song Zhiting had bought all the food and vegetables for the family. Zheng Baozhu had nothing to do at home, so she went to the market with Ding Peizhi.
There were no live poultry in the space villa, so Zheng Baozhu went to the place where poultry was sold and prepared to buy two chickens, two ducks and two geese.
Ding Peizhi asked her: "Why did you buy so many chickens and ducks? The weather is cold and they don't lay eggs."
Zheng Baozhu said, "Didn't you say a cold wave was coming? I bought some more chickens, ducks and geese to eat during the New Year."
Ding Peizhi smiled and said, "No matter how cold the weather is, everyone still has to go out to buy New Year's goods at the end of the year. If you are afraid of the cold, let Captain Song buy them."
Zheng Baozhu said: "He is very busy every day. Since he is here, I just bought some and took them back."
"You buy so many and then have to feed them. It's quite troublesome."
Zheng Baozhu was persuaded by Ding Peizhi and did not buy it.
Ding Peizhi was very pleased to see that Zheng Baozhu listened to advice.
However, while Ding Peizhi was buying other things, Zheng Baozhu still bought it secretly, took it to a hidden place and put it into the space.
In addition, Zheng Baozhu also bought some fabric.
…
The north wind was blowing outside, and Zheng Baozhu was learning how to make cotton shoes from Ding Peizhi.
"Sister Ding, I want to make a cotton coat for Sicheng. Can you help me cut it?"
Seeing that Zheng Baozhu cared more about her stepmother than his biological mother, Ding Peizhi was happy for Song Zhiting and immediately went over to help Zheng Baozhu cut.
After the cold wave came, everyone dressed warmly.
No matter how cold the weather is, it can't stop children from going out to play.
On weekends, Song Sicheng put on the cotton-padded clothes made for him by Zheng Baozhu and played games with the children in the staff housing estate outside the yard.
The other children were dressed in bulky clothes and their faces were red from the cold, but Song Sicheng was only wearing a sweater under his cotton-padded jacket, and his face was white and clean.
Zhao Li and Feng Ying came back from outside and saw that Song Sicheng was wearing very little, so Feng Ying asked him if he was cold.
Song Sicheng said he wasn't cold.
Feng Ying went forward to touch Song Sicheng's little hand, which was warm. She was curious: "Do you run with your dad every day? Are you in good health and not afraid of the cold?"
Song Sicheng said: "It's the new cotton-padded clothes my mother made for me that keep me warm."
Zhao Li said, "What kind of good fabric did your mother use to make your cotton-padded jacket? It's so warm. Let me see it and buy some to make one for Xiao Ming."
As she spoke, Zhao Li began to pinch Song Sicheng's cotton coat.
"Why isn't your cotton coat thick at all?"
Zhao Li lifted up Song Sicheng's coat and found that the cotton-padded jacket underneath was much thinner than ordinary cotton-padded jackets, and it didn't feel like cotton at all.
A white feather on the seam of the cotton coat caught Zhao Li's attention.
Pinching off the feathers, Zhao Li called Feng Ying: "Do you think they look like chicken or duck feathers?"
Feng Ying looked at it and said, "It's true."
Zhao Li said angrily: "Everyone says that my stepmother is vicious. I thought she was a kind person. I never thought she could do such a thing!"
Seeing Zhao Li saying bad things about Zheng Baozhu, Song Sicheng was unhappy: "You are not allowed to say bad things about my mother. My mother is not a vicious stepmother. She is very good to me!"
Zhao Li said: "Child, she used chicken and duck feathers as cotton to make clothes for you to wear. She wanted to freeze you to death!"
Feng Ying said: "I tried the child's hands and they were really not cold."
"He was just running, so of course his body is warm. No, Zheng Baozhu is abusing the child. I'm going to tell Captain Song!"
Political Commissar Qiu and Song Zhiting just came back, and Zhao Li walked up to them quickly: "Political Commissar, Battalion Commander Song, please make the decision for Sicheng!"
It was about his son. Song Zhiting walked up to him, touched his son's head and asked, "What happened? Were you bullied by your classmates again?"
"Aunt Zhao misunderstood Mom..."
Before Song Sicheng could finish his words, Zhao Li's mouth fired like a machine gun, telling the two of them about Song Sicheng's cotton-padded jacket.
Zheng Baozhu heard a loud noise outside while in the house, so she came out to see what was going on.
She saw everyone looking at her.
"What happened?"
Political Commissar Qiu asked her, "Xiao Zhao said that you stuffed poultry feathers into Sicheng's cotton-padded jacket."
"It's goose feathers."
Zhao Li pointed at Zheng Baozhu excitedly: "Look, Political Commissar, she admitted it herself!"
Political Commissar Qiu asked, "I see Sicheng doesn't seem cold wearing this cotton jacket. Is it because the feathers are filled with poultry and are warmer than cotton?"
Zheng Baozhu nodded: "Down is lighter than cotton and has better warmth retention. The weather is cold and the child is active. It is inconvenient for him to wear too many clothes, so I made him a down jacket."
Political Commissar Qiu came over and touched the back of Song Sicheng's neck: "You are sweating, it seems that you are really warm. I will make one for my two boys tomorrow."
The misunderstanding was resolved and everyone went home, leaving Zhao Li standing there awkwardly.
"Baozhu, I don't know..."
When Zhao Li wanted to explain, Zheng Baozhu had already walked into the house holding Song Sicheng's hand.
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