Reborn 1980: Cannon fodder mother changes her life against fate

A few days later, Lu Chuyao was writing furiously at the desk next to the window sill, finishing the last few hundred words of the short story.

Time flies by in the eyes of those who work hard. The whole morning flies by in the blink of an eye. She stretches out and looks directly at the lush trees outside the courtyard.

“The weather is so nice~”

In a quiet room, Song Zhiyu woke up leisurely on the big bed. He turned over and muttered, "Mom."

The sound of milk purring was filled with infinite dependence. Lu Chuyao put down his pen and walked to the bedside to pick up his son. The hands of his watch pointed to ten fifty, and he had to prepare lunch.

The vegetable porridge simmering slowly on the stove made a bubbling sound. The hot steam blew open the stainless steel pot lid. Lu Chuyao held the lid with a thick kitchen towel and put it aside.

The white porcelain spoon was immersed in the vegetable porridge and stirred clockwise. The children in the living room were already so hungry that they screamed.

Lu Chuyao had no choice but to speed up his hands, tidy up the slightly messy countertop, and then carefully carry the porcelain bowl out.

Seeing her son dancing and dancing with greed, she smiled helplessly and said, "Didn't I just feed you a meal in the morning?"

After saying that, he put the porcelain bowl aside, sat on a stool of moderate height, and then pulled the child's seat to determine a safe feeding distance.

This child has one advantage: he doesn't make a fuss when eating.Unlike other children who like to mess with their parents and scatter food everywhere, eating a meal feels like a war.

She scooped up a spoonful of vegetable porridge, slightly raised her red lips and blew on it. After it was no longer hot, she put it into the child's open mouth.

One spoonful at a time, the bowl of porridge will soon reach the bottom.

Lu Chuyao shook his head and sighed, "Everyone is a teenager who lives in poverty. How about you, you are so good at eating when you are less than two years old? Are you forcing us to work hard?"

Not to mention that Song Zhiyu was lucky to be reborn in Lu Chuyao's belly, because compared to many children of this era, his childhood was undoubtedly very happy.There is no need to worry about food, clothing, and all kinds of novel toys.

Young children don't know what it's like to be sad. After eating, the brat started to feel sleepy again. He fell asleep holding the wooden gun made by his father himself.

When Song Mingze came home from get off work, what he saw was his cute little boy sitting on a child's armchair with his eyes closed, dozing off from time to time.

He put on his slippers and walked towards the clinking kitchen.

Lu Chuyao, who was wearing an apron and cooking, didn't notice the person coming behind him. When he turned sideways to pick up the soy sauce bottle, he happened to hit a wall of flesh, "Yeah!"

The moment the oil bottle slipped from his hand, Song Mingze caught it firmly, "It's me."

Lu Chuyao rolled his eyes angrily, "I know it's you, bring me the soy sauce."

When the last dish of smoked cured fish came out of the pan, Song Mingze consciously took the plate, then returned to the kitchen to wash his hands and serve the meal.

"Hey, I haven't heard any sound all day today."

It was quiet outside the door, except for the occasional chirping of birds and the rustling of the leaves in the wind.

Song Mingze smiled and said nothing, as if he was focused on cooking.The fried fish was salty and spicy, and a piece of fish could be mixed with three large mouthfuls of rice. He ate quickly but not rudely. After finishing one bowl of rice, he went into the kitchen to get a second bowl.

Lu Chuyao had long been accustomed to her husband's appetite. Suddenly she remembered something and laughed teasingly, "Like father, like son."

"What? What did Song Zhiyu do again?"

The young couple doted on their only son. Most of the topics at the dinner table were started by Song Zhiyu, such as what new vocabulary he came up with today, and how he could identify directions by hearing sounds. Another example was that he could listen to many instructions and shut up when asked. , let the toy be put down.

"He was very good today, but I found out that your son is a potential big eater. Children in other families eat three times a day, but he is different. Five or six times is not too much, Kakaxuan."

Although it was a complaint, how could Song Mingze not hear the doting and indulgence contained in his words.

The black eyes were shining with soft light, and a smile escaped from the edge of the sexy lips, "Follow me and grow taller."

As a rare tall man in the south, Song Mingze does have the capital to say this.Lu Chuyao reflexively wanted to refute, but she choked when she got close to her mouth. In terms of height, she quite hoped that her son would follow his father's height. He was a little over 1.8 meters tall, so he felt very safe.

Li Jianbin's younger brother and his family left the family home in the early morning carrying large and small bags. It was dark at that time, every house had its doors closed, and no one was seen on the road.

They left quietly. If it weren't for the loud-voiced tiger lady of the Li family standing at the door of the family courtyard with her arms akimbo, pointing at Zhu Meili's nose and cursing, Lu Chuyao wouldn't have known about it.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were surrounded by crowds of spectators. Lu Chuyao did not go downstairs. With his good eyesight and hearing, he directly opened the window and occupied a high position to watch the gossip.

Wu Chunlian has been holding her breath since her youngest son left. If her eldest son Li Jianbin hadn't threatened her with his future, she would have made a scene that morning.

Today is the second day. Zhu Meili, who finally sent her brother-in-law and his family away, is in a very happy mood. She hums a song and wants to go to the city to check the health of her unborn child.

Because of the recent internal fire attack, she always felt uncomfortable in her stomach, and she also thought that she still had her husband's allowance, so it was not a big deal to spend a few dollars for a physical examination.

While Wu Chunlian was sleeping soundly in the room, Zhu Meili picked up the cloth bag and went out quickly.

The moment she stepped out of the family's courtyard, there were rapid footsteps behind her, and then a wrinkled withered hand grabbed her hard, "Okay, you sneak away while I'm sleeping, what are you doing sneakily?" !”

"Do you want to steal someone?" The sharp high-decibel sound echoed over the family's courtyard, disturbing a group of sleeping birds hanging on the branches.

Birds fluttered their wings and flew away in all directions, and at the same time, people quickly came to join in the fun from the corridor entrances, paths, and vegetable gardens.

Zhu Meili was so angry that her mother-in-law made false accusations that she was half-dead. She supported her lower back with her left hand, and struggled to break away from the clutches of the tiger mother-in-law with her right hand. She raised her chest and said, "You fart, who stole people, you are the one who stole them!"

The timid and pitiful persona when we first met her was no longer there at this moment. Maybe it was the piece of meat in her belly that gave her the strength to be strong.

I'm not afraid of exchanging dirty words with my mother-in-law, and I don't care about the people around me pointing fingers and spitting, "I'm a prodigal bitch? Haha, it's ridiculous. The money my man earns is not used by me and my children. Is it possible?" You want to spend it on your little son’s family, bah, shameless.”

"Oh my god, oh my god, I don't want to live anymore. I have worked so hard to bring up three children. I can't bear to eat anything at home. I live frugally so that my family, Jianbin, can serve the motherland as a soldier. I don't think there is anything in the family. For money, I was afraid that it would be difficult for him to get married, so I bought a child bride to raise as my daughter."

"Who would have thought that I would raise two white-eyed wolves, woo woo." Wu Chunlian sang and shouted, wiping her tears as she continued: "My youngest son came to join his brother. Since my brother and sister-in-law, who are company commanders, despise them, People who come from the countryside just drive people away, my poor son."

In the second half of the sentence, I started to cry sincerely, with obvious crying, and tears streaming down my face.