There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Zhang Guoqing sat on the kang with Zhang Dad in the old courtyard, and when he saw Wu Yi who came in, he handed the candied haws to Zhang Ziwen, his eyes flashed, and he immediately listened to Zhang Dad's speech.

If there is any conflict between the younger generation, as long as his son feels happy. As for him, the kindness of his father and mother is almost the same.

Some things cannot be forced.

After the Chinese New Year, his father is in his 70s. Maybe he should discuss the celebration with his two brothers.

And his mother, who is one year younger than his father. He does not necessarily have a holiday for his parents’ birthday in the next year, or should he also celebrate it when the nine is ten?

Different from the past, this time all of Zhang's three sons and two daughters arrived.

There are two tables outside the hall, and the Kang table on the kang is also full of drinks and dishes. And Zhang Daddy sat on the kang with his three sons and two son-in-laws, plus a grandson-in-law.

The remaining women and children have a table, and the next generation of men and grandchildren have a table.

Before moving the chopsticks, Mother Zhang introduced the granddaughter-in-law and grandson-in-law present to Zhou Jiao one by one, which should be Huang Cuilan's job.

Just don't know what Huang Cuilan is thinking, she looks like a **** who doesn't guard her home.

Zhou Jiao didn't even dare to get close to her when she saw this. She was worried that she accidentally poked the other party, which would make the atmosphere stiff, and it wouldn't be good if the place was broken.

One more thing, she found that those nieces and nephews seemed very afraid of herself, which made her have to reflect on her behavior.

Because it was late, except for the table where Father Zhang was drinking and chatting, the rest was either busy serving his little ancestor, or filling his stomach.

After a gust of wind swept the remaining clouds, Zhou Jiao finally breathed a sigh of relief, suffering from a stomachache. Whoever changes it, if there is a lot of movement around, just take a sneak peek at yourself, and you will not be able to bear it.

Zhou Jiao invited the two elder sisters to stay at her house for one night, but they made a joke to spread the floor and didn't get angry. She really couldn't live in her house.

I chatted with the two of them. In fact, I had already exchanged some words just now, and seeing them busy taking care of the children, Zhou Jiao quickly squeezed her mother-in-law's hand and found an excuse to go home first.

The three Ping An brothers saw that she left because the pot in the backyard was still burning. They sat for a while, and also said goodbye because they were tired this morning.

When the family left, only Zhang Guoqing was left. Mother Zhang looked at the granddaughters on Matsushita's shoulders and laughed with joy.

Father Zhang turned his head to look at his wife in surprise, "What makes you happy like this?"

Mother Zhang smiled and shook her head. There are sons-in-law and they are here, what did she say, that the juniors are actually afraid of her Jiaojiao? No one believed it.

But when Zhang Meili led her daughter-in-laws to rest in the West Wing, she hated iron and steel and pointed at them, "Why are you dumb in front of your little aunt?"

Zhang Ziwen's wife shrank her neck, and said with a smile: "Mom, I don't know why, I was standing in front of my aunt in fear anyway."

Zhang Ziwu's wife smiled agreeably: "Mom, my sister-in-law is right. As long as my little aunt stares at me, I feel my scalp tingling."

Zhang Zicong's wife looked at the two sister-in-laws, then looked at her mother-in-law, and hesitated, "Is it the kind of look that wants to see you through?"

The three men looked at each other, and they all closed their mouths and said nothing. Going on, it seemed that some of them had bad ideas in their hearts, and they were afraid that they might see them through.

When Zhang Meili saw this, she didn't ask any more. It was because they had little contact with their brother-in-law, and when they were familiar with her, she knew how good she was.

In order to let the daughters-in-law know more about her brother-in-law's personality, Zhang Meili then mentioned the care of her brother and her family in previous years.

Like the four mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the West Wing, Huang Cuilan's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the kitchen are also talking about Zhou Jiao. The only difference is that Huang Cuilan is answering.

"Mom, what kind of person is Auntie?"

Huang Cuilan hurriedly turned her head and looked at the kitchen door, "Keep it down, didn't you see how much your milk loves her little daughter-in-law? Can't even compare with her own daughter-in-law."

Zhang Mingzuo's wife, Wei Qiulian, immediately lowered her voice, "Grandma is with my aunt, she won't come out. Mom, I don't think my aunt is different from what the children's father said."

Huang Cuilan glanced at her, "She is very good to several children, and she used to have some good things posted on them. Ya-Ya has caught a cold in the past two days for fear of infecting her old aunt, or she would have come early."

Wei Qiulian looked at her thoughtfully, "What about outsiders?"

"Do you know how many good sisters she has in her hometown for so many years?" Huang Cuilan raised a finger, "Just one! Zhao Yuanyuan of Uncle Dashan, she is the only one."

Zhang Mingyou's wife Fang Xiaoxian opened her mouth wide when she heard this, "So weird?"

"It's no wonder that she doesn't like crowding into the crowd. She won't come to the house if others don't find her. She has a cold temper, but she is very nice. People who have been with her say she is nice .

How is she now, I don't know. However, in my hometown before, with your brother-in-law, others dare not look for her. Your brother-in-law feared that she would be bullied. "

Wei Qiulian and Fang Xiaoxian suddenly covered their mouths and laughed.

Huang Cuilan shook her head when she saw it, "What's so funny? You'll know how good your uncle treats her after you get along with them. Women can't compare with women."

Wei Qiulian knew that she was thinking of her sadness, so she quickly changed the subject, "Mom, haven't you said how she is to outsiders?"

"Yes, Mom, I think she doesn't have much enthusiasm even though she smiles at us."

"She is so temperamental."

After Huang Cuilan finished speaking, she sighed and turned to leave. What about outsiders? She didn't want to talk to her daughter-in-laws, they would naturally understand.

"Sister-in-law, why didn't you speak tonight? Didn't you keep shouting and never saw a real person? How about seeing you now?"

Gong Xiaoya watched her mother-in-law leave, stood up and thumped her waist~www.wuxiaspot.com~ smiled and shook her head, "Just as I imagined. It's so beautiful and young. Standing in front of her is a lot of pressure. Fortunately, it's not my mother-in-law. ."

Wei Qiulian looked at her speechlessly. Mother-in-law? This is the daughter of the vice chairman's house, or the only daughter. How much virtue do you have to accumulate in your life?

Fang Xiaoxian nodded in agreement, "Sister-in-law is right. If this is my mother-in-law, I would not dare to marry Mingyou. As long as the thought of such a mother-in-law is uncomfortable."

Wei Qiulian gave them a smile, "You almost got it."

"Aren't you afraid of her?"

Wei Qiulian smiled and did not speak again. This is not a question of being afraid, but a sense of distance.

Zhou Jiao, who was at home, naturally didn't know what the young daughter-in-laws in the old courtyard said about her. Of course, she wouldn't care if she knew it, and she wasn't her daughter-in-law.

She was so worried about the three sons in front of her: one by one, they were practicing calligraphy. They were doing this in the middle of the night, so who made them feel unhappy? There is room for rebirth in the fifties