Reborn as a widow in the 70s

After hearing his words, Zhao Xuewen immediately asked vigilantly: "What are you going to do!"

Qian Dasheng smiled very flatteringly and said, "If you are short of children, I can come over and be an adopted son for Uncle Lu and the others..."

Before Qian Dasheng could finish his words, Zhao Xuewen interrupted him: "No, my family is not short of children. Even if there is a shortage of children, Uncle Lu and Aunt Lu will give birth to them themselves!"

Upon hearing this, Qian Dasheng's face immediately showed a look of disappointment: "That's such a pity. Why didn't I reincarnate into Uncle Lu's family? How great it would be to be their son!"

"Aunt Xiuxiu is not only beautiful, but also has a gentle personality. The most important thing is that her cooking is very delicious. She always speaks in a soft voice. Unlike my mother's loud voice, her mouth can be heard by half of the courtyard. !”

Zhao Xuewen ignored his soliloquy and continued picking pomegranates.

At this moment, Qian Dasheng's eyes fell on Yaya, who was playing with the children below, and his face suddenly became bright again!

"Boss, if your family is not short of children, then it is not short of a son-in-law who comes to your house! The kind who are raised by children!"

As soon as Qian Dasheng finished speaking, Zhao Xuewen actually kicked him on the butt.

Fortunately, Qian Dasheng had been holding the tree trunk, otherwise this kick would have knocked him down!

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, it won't be as simple as kicking you!"

Zhao Xuewen threatened fiercely from behind him.

Qian Dasheng looked aggrieved and rubbed his sore buttocks, muttering in a low voice: "I just want to change my mother, why is it so difficult!"

Naturally, work becomes much faster when someone helps.

A rack of grapes and a tree of pomegranates were quickly picked.

Song Xiuxiu filled two baskets, one basket for Wang Guilan to take back, and the other basket she planned to send to Sister Gu.

As soon as Wang Guilan left, Sister Gu came with her back!

"Sister Gu is here, I wanted to find you just now!" Song Xiuxiu smiled and let Sister Gu into the living room.

Sister Gu asked very curiously: "What do you want from me?"

Song Xiuxiu poured a cup of hot water and brought it to Sister Gu, and said, "It's okay. The pomegranates and grapes in the yard are ripe, aren't they? I want to send you a basket!"

"That thing is so heavy! You can't stretch it while you're pregnant with the baby!"

"Fortunately, I'm here. I can just take it away myself in a while. You don't need to send it away!" Sister Gu said.

"By the way, I heard you were pregnant a few days ago, so I packed up some fabrics and brought them to you today just in time!"

As she spoke, Sister Gu stuffed a paper bag into Song Xiuxiu's arms.

"Open it and see if you like it!"

"I went to Shanghai on a business trip. My friend gave these to me. They are made of pure cotton. My children should be able to use them!"

Song Xiuxiu opened the paper bag and saw two colors of cloth inside, one with white floral background and the other with dark blue.

At first glance, I knew it was for the couple.

Cotton fabric feels soft, soft and comfortable, especially suitable for making clothes for babies.

"Sister Gu, this gift is too expensive!"

"What's so valuable! It's not valuable at all!"

Sister Gu said indifferently.

"My boss and I wear military uniforms all year round, so there is no need for casual clothes. Besides, I'm very clumsy and can't do it."

"So these gadgets are of no use to me, so why not give them to you! This is called making the best use of things, don't waste them!"

Song Xiuxiu knew that it would be impolite to evade any more, so she smiled and said, "Then I will thank you as my aunt on behalf of the child in my belly!"

Sister Gu: "Then you have to thank me properly and don't toast me with a glass of wine when he gets married in the future!"

Song Xiuxiu: "You are an elder, that's for sure!"

Then, Sister Gu took out an envelope from her pocket and stuffed it into her hand.

Song Xiuxiu opened the envelope with some confusion and found that there was money inside.

"Sister Gu, what do you mean?"

Sister Gu hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, this is not for you, it is for Xue Wen!"

"For Xuewen?"

"Yes! Dazhu is gone now. His child cannot be raised by your family. We all have a share!"

"I mentioned it to Lu Aiguo several times before, but who knew that stubborn donkey just refused to take it."

"I know you are sincere in adopting him and don't have any intentions, but Dazhu is a comrade of all of us, and his child is our child!"

"This is collected by the couple of us, Yu Wentao and several other comrades who were close to Dazhuhu during his lifetime. It's a total of 20 yuan, every month!"

"Xiuxiu, please don't refuse, just accept the money! It can be regarded as our dedication to Dazhu and the children!"

After hearing these words, Song Xiuxiu said hurriedly: "Sister Gu, aren't you making things difficult for me?"

"Leave aside the fact that Lu Aiguo would definitely be angry if he knew I had received this money. Even if he agrees, I don't agree!"

"From the moment we adopted him, he was our child, and we will never treat him harshly!"

As soon as Song Xiuxiu finished speaking, Zhao Xuewen's voice came from the door.

"Auntie, please accept this money! This is what you and Uncle Lu should get!"

Song Xiuxiu saw Zhao Xuewen standing at the door, looking at her seriously.

"Xuewen, are you worried that having multiple children at home will..."

"Auntie, no!"

Zhao Xuewen walked up to Song Xiuxiu and said seriously.

"I don't want you and Uncle Lu to have too much of a burden. Whether it's you, Aunt Gu, Uncle Yu or the others, I will always remember the good things they did to me!"

"When I grow up, I will definitely repay you!"

After saying that, he turned around and bowed deeply to Sister Gu, saying, "Auntie, thank you!"

Sister Gu quickly helped him up and said, "Good boy, don't do this!"

Then Zhao Xuewen continued to Song Xiuxiu: "Auntie, I know that you and Uncle Lu refused to accept the money because you didn't want me to feel like I was being given alms, and you were afraid that I would feel inferior and unable to hold my head up!"

"Thank you for thinking so much about me. I won't think like that. I will treat this money as a loan and I will pay it back when I can make money."

"Auntie, this way I won't have to live and eat at home for free, and I will feel better!"

"But there are some things I need to make clear in advance. I will repay Aunt Gu and their money, but I will not repay a penny of the money you and Uncle Lu spent on me!"

"Didn't you say that we are a family? Then I won't pay back the money, but from now on I will support you just like a son supports his parents, okay!"

After hearing his words, Song Xiuxiu's heart softened. She hugged Zhao Xuewen into her arms and said softly, "Okay, okay! From now on, Uncle Lu and I will be counting on you!"

Zhao Xuewen said with a choked voice: "Auntie, don't worry, I will do what I say!"

Seeing this, Song Xiuxiu hurriedly said: "Okay, then you have to study hard and learn more about your skills. Don't let me and your Uncle Lu follow you to eat bran-pharyngeal vegetables in the future!"

"Okay! I will definitely study hard!" Zhao Xuewen was so amused that he burst into tears and laughed!

Finally, in order to reassure Zhao Xuewen and Sister Gu, Song Xiuxiu decided to accept the money.

But she had no intention of touching the money. Instead, she wanted to wait until Lu Aiguo came back to go to the credit union to open a separate passbook for Zhao Xuewen and save the money for emergencies!

Autumn here disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the weather became much colder in just a few days.

What follows is that people begin to prepare for the winter, and the first thing they bear the brunt of is preparing coal and firewood for the winter.

Not only is it needed at home, but also needed at school.

In order to prepare more firewood for the winter, the school mobilized the children to collect firewood after school and deliver it to the school.

In order to mobilize everyone's enthusiasm, the school also stipulates that the person with the most submissions in each class will be rewarded!

I don’t know whether it was for school rewards or for comparison among classmates, but after school all the children ran to the mountains to collect firewood!