Chapter 83: Your father's words are always counted
Winter came, the winter of 1977, the first year of the resumption of the gaokao, which was a year in which more than 5.7 million people took the exam.
Although less than 300,000 people were admitted according to the conditions of the school at that time, it inspired thousands of people to pick up books again and join the army of students.
Song Jingzhi placed a coal stove at home in advance, Tang Xiaoxiao originally lived in the north, but he would not be uncomfortable, Song's father and Song mother were a little angry because of the dryness of the north.
Tang Xiaoxiao took advantage of Song Jingzhi to go out to get the package sent by Tang Mu, took some dried chrysanthemums from the space, and soaked them in water to drink, which relieved a lot.
On this day, Song's father came back from the village to change vegetables, and Song's mother and Tang Xiaoxiao were roasting sweet potatoes and eggs in a coal oven to eat.
"If this is in Yuhu Village, we will have roasted bird eggs to eat." Father Song said.
"Isn't it, they all say that the city is good, but it is not necessarily convenient in the village, and you have to go downstairs to dry a quilt." Song Mu said with a smile.
A few days ago, when there was sunshine, she went down to dry with a quilt, and happened to meet a few military dependents who were about her age chatting.
Those military dependents chatted with her enthusiastically, in the spirit of building a good relationship, no matter how bad it is, don't stiffen the relationship and cause trouble for Song Jingzhi and Tang Xiaoxiao, but the more you listen to Song's mother, the more she can't listen to it.
It's not that this daughter-in-law can dress up and love to spend money, that is, the daughter of the family has not had children for several years after marriage, so she had to go back after a few hehes.
"How can the people in this family home love to talk about other people's daily routines more than the old ladies in our village." Mother Song shook her head helplessly.
"There's nothing else to do." Tang Xiaoxiao said with a smile.
The women in the village have to do farm work, the military dependents in the family homes only need to take care of the family, and those who have daughters-in-law are also daughters-in-law.
After Song's mother came, she had nothing to do every day, and even stepped on the sewing machine to make clothes was robbed by Song's mother.
It was getting colder and colder, and it was snowing soon, and Song Jingzhi didn't let her go downstairs for a walk, and let her walk back and forth in the corridor every day.
During the Chinese New Year, because she was pregnant, she did not return to Beijing, but spent a family of four with Song's father and Song's mother in the family home.
Tang's mother sent a lot of things, including a photo of Tang Mu and his object.
Tang Xiaoxiao saw that it was indeed her sister-in-law He Yuqing in her previous life.
Song Jingzhi smirked when she saw her holding the photo, and took away the photo in her hand, isn't it just a group photo, what's so funny?
"My brother married her in his last life, and she's fine." He Yuqing was very good to the Tang family in her previous life, and treated her sister-in-law as her own sister.
When her business went wrong, she took out her family's savings for many years and helped her without hesitation.
Before she died, she told her children to take good care of Tang Xiaoxiao's aunt.
In his previous life, Tang Xiaoxiao had a deep affection for He Yuqing, and even in middle age, he surpassed Tang Mu, his elder brother who had been in the army for a long time.
Song Jingzhi touched her stomach and listened to her talk about her previous life and He Yuqing.
"The kids moved." He said that now Tang Xiaoxiao is 7 months pregnant, and the fetal movement is already obvious.
Song Jingzhi still remembers the mood when he first touched her fetal movement, and at that moment, he seemed to really feel that he was going to be a father.
Tang Xiaoxiao smiled and put her hand on her stomach, her current belly is bigger than Li Min, who is only a month away from her due date.
The last time I went to the pregnancy test, the doctor said that the child was growing very well, and asked her to eat less, for fear that the child would be too big to give birth, so Song's mother asked her to reduce the amount of each meal.
Although Tang Xiaoxiao's belly is growing, her body is not fat at all, and Song's mother laughed at her for eating all the meat on the children.
On this day, Song Jingzhi was on night shift, and Song's mother slept with her.
Tang Xiaoxiao couldn't fall asleep over and over, and Song's mother was worried that something would happen to her at night, and she was embarrassed to call herself, so she woke up very awake from her sleep.
"What's wrong? Is it an upset stomach? Mother Song sat up and turned on the light.
"Mother, my butt hurts so much that I can't sleep." Her voice was a little aggrieved.
"Alas, this is the child is too big, and you are thin and pressed."
Tang Xiaoxiao's butt pain has never been better, but usually Song Jingzhi will help her massage until she falls asleep.
"You have to sit down well this month, otherwise this butt pain will follow you for the rest of your life." Mother Song said while massaging her.
"Mother, thank you." She whispered.
Mother Song is really good to her, and some people are not necessarily as dedicated to their own daughters as Mother Song is to her.
"Silly girl, what do you say?" Mother Song laughed, raised her hand to turn off the light, and said softly while massaging.
"Sleep, my mother is here."
"Mother, when I finish my confinement, will you and your father go back?" Tang Xiaoxiao asked in a low voice, she actually didn't want the second elder to go back in her selfish heart.
"Well, I'm going back, your father and I are still young, and we can work for a few more years, and when the child is born, you will be under a lot of pressure." Song's mother actually wanted to stay and help the young couple take care of the children.
But Song's father told her that she couldn't add to the burden on the children.
"Your father said that when the above allows a small business, we will come over, and when the time comes, we will do some small business with your father, and we can also reduce some of the burden on you." Song Mu said with a smile.
"Really?" Tang Xiaoxiao didn't expect Father Song to have this plan.
"It's true, what your dad says is always counted." Mother Song touched her hair and said, "Go to sleep." ”
Tang Xiaoxiao closed his eyes and fell asleep slowly.
This year's Chinese New Year, because there is no tea trunk and bowl, Tang Xiaoxiao did not drink tea, it should be in the north, this year Song Mu made a lot of dumplings.
Because Tang Xiaoxiao likes sourness, he packed a lot of sauerkraut pork, as well as leek eggs.
On the morning of the first day of the new year, the firecrackers shook the sky, and Tang Xiaoxiao, who was still in bed, was woken up by the sound of crackling, and the children in the stomach heard the sound of firecrackers, and they also beat gongs and drums.
"What's wrong? Under the weather? Song Jingzhi looked at his wife with frowning eyebrows.
"The children hear the sound of firecrackers and dance in their stomachs." She shook her head, she wasn't uncomfortable.
"Be obedient and obedient, when you are born, Dad will reward you."
Since Tang Xiaoxiao had fetal movements, Song Jingzhi never mentioned that he wanted a little girl, and from that moment on, he felt that no matter the boy or girl, it was his and Tang Xiaoxiao's child, and he was happy.
When Song Jing was the first day of the first year, he went to the commander's house and the political commissar's house to pay New Year's greetings, but Tang Xiaoxiao only visited the door on the third floor.
Because there were two pregnant women on the third floor, Yao Li and Cui Jing did not allow their children to put firecrackers in the aisle.
The children in the family home all put firecrackers downstairs, and the whole family home was very lively.