There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

The next day, on a sunny day, Zhou and Cheng were driving two cars to the outskirts of Beijing.

Zhou Xiaozheng left a guard and two aunts to take care of it.

At this time, Zhang Guoqing drove behind Cheng Lao's car. Inside the car was solemn, Zhou Jiao held Zhou Xiaozheng's hand tightly, hoping to give him some strength.

Looking at the mountain not far away from the window, she was full of thoughts. She went home last night and took the lead in sending away Mrs. Cheng. When the Lin family man moved to the Zhou family to chat, it was already dead at night.

In front of the two wooden boxes she moved back, she couldn't sleep all night. As long as you close your eyes, you will see Gu Ruyi's well-maintained face and the smile on his face.

Big family background? What is left after peeling off this layer of skin?

The truth has been hidden for a long time, and a letter left by her grandmother did not mention anything about that year. Does she know the truth a long time ago and do not want the hatred to continue to the next generation, or is she also kept in the dark?

She tried a few words with Mrs. Cheng. The sadness and sorrow from those eyes that saw through the vicissitudes of the world made her heart tremble. What else needs to be asked?

At the foot of the mountain, a group of people walked to the mountain hut. This was the place where Zhou Jinyu and Gu Mingzhu stayed anonymous. The tomb of Zhou's family ancestors is separated by a mountain.

The cabin is very simple. Over the years, Mrs. Cheng should have been taken care of by people, and the inside should be tidy. Unfortunately, no trace of life was left. People die like clouds, just disappear into the world.

Old Mrs. Cheng had people prepare joss stick paper money early, and now two baskets are placed in the room.

The group took a break, and Zhou Xiaozheng and Zhang Guoqing rejected everyone.

Weng and son-in-law carried the basket in front of each other. The mountain road is rugged, and everyone pulls each other forward.

Wangshan ran to death, this should not be the winter of worship, the valley is cold and windy.

The group of people stopped and walked for more than three hours, and finally came to the remote tomb of Zhou Jiazu.

There are no large tombs in the imagination, only some graves covered with trees and weeds.

For hundreds of years, the glory of the Zhou family has turned into dust. I wonder if the ancestors of the Zhou family will die.

Not far away, Zhou Xiaozheng was already kneeling on the ground with his head on the ground in front of the grave that had just been sorted out.

Seeing his slightly shaking shoulders, Zhou Jiao wiped the tears from his face, and the two of them and Zhang Guoqing knelt behind him.

Hearing the heart-piercing cry of Old Lady Cheng, and hearing what Cheng Lao said, the children all came back, listening to him sitting in front of the grave and chanting that Zhou Jinyu and his wife had gotten their wish, and finally had an identical one. Little Pearl.

Zhou Jiao bit her lip fiercely, and looked up at the back in front, staring at the bright red name on the tombstone.

She swears to pay back the blood! Soon, she will be able to report to the two elderly people in person.

Old Cheng looked at Zhou Xiaozheng and Zhou Jiao who were kneeling in front of him, and lifted his head to wipe the tears from his face.

For an instant, he saw Zhou Jiao's dark eyes staring at the tombstone, his lips bleeding from his teeth, but there were no tears on his face except for the tears, which was calm and terrifying.

He closed his eyes and sighed secretly, it seems that something must have been found back then.

Nie Yuan, something serious is going to happen.

Old Cheng stood up and supported his wife to get up, and pointed to the sacrifice in the basket. This family only knows to kneel, only his wife can do it himself. Seeing that the sun was about to set, he waved his eldest son Cheng Sijin to help.

Zhou Jiao picked up the paper money and stuffed it into Zhou Xiaozheng's hands. She didn't say a word to persuade him, leaning on him, and silently burning the paper money.

No matter how cold the ground is, where can the hatred in my heart be eliminated? How can the strong cold wind blow away the sadness in my heart?

After the paper money was burned out, the father and daughter clung to the tombstone and silently stared at the tomb.

Zhang Guoqing saw everyone cleaned up, and at this moment, he quietly guarded Zhou Xiaozheng and his daughter.

He sighed, stepped forward to help Zhou Xiaozheng and his daughter, and said softly: "Dad, I will accompany you in the future. We will often come to accompany grandma from now on. Will you go back now? Aunt and grandma are getting older."

"Let's go. Come here again next time to announce the good news to the two elderly people." Zhou Xiaozheng pulled his lips and said solemnly.

Going down the mountain to avoid the trail when they came, a group of people descended from the other side of the mountain and returned to the capital to be dark.

Everyone hastily eaten a few bites, and Cheng Lao and Cheng Sijin took Zhou Xiaozheng to Cheng's house. Mrs. Cheng stayed with Zhou Jiao at Zhou's house.

In the study of Cheng's family, Zhou Xiaozheng had a calm face, drinking tea with his head down.

Cheng Lao waved to his eldest son. After seeing him go out and shut the door, he opened the door and asked, "Did there anything else happen back then? Gu Ruyi's family got involved?"

Zhou Xiaozheng raised his head and looked at him suspiciously, then asked, "What does the uncle think her natal family is intervening? Didn't the auntie talk about everything back then?"

Old Cheng stared at him for a long time, shook his head and said, "It's not right! It's wrong! Jiaojiao's expression on the mountain is wrong! You are not right! Tell your uncle, did the family do anything else? Even if we have a great hatred with them. , You can’t mess around. Do you know? What are they? A bunch of broken tiles. Don’t do anything if you have anything to do, leave it to your uncle, you will be satisfied."

"Uncle, you really want to think too much. What are you doing to them? Jiaojiao finally went home, I was busy with my children at work, who cares about them? Besides, after so many years, what can I find out? I will return to Jiangnan later. The house will look for clues again, such as being trapped in the capital today, but I didn’t even look for it."

Zhou Xiaozheng suddenly refused. He doesn't want people to know too much about many things. That is his mother's house, and only oneself can relieve the hatred.

"Really? Did you read today's newspaper?"

"Look. Is there anything special? Wait... You don't think that Gu's accident has something to do with me, do you? Haha, don't you say, Mrs. Lin really doubted me. No wonder the nursing home did not wait last night. , Hurried home to invite our family to dinner. How can I behave abnormally?" Zhou Xiaozheng said with a sneer.

Old Cheng muttered, "Is it a coincidence? Or did their family offend someone?"

Zhou Xiaozheng said casually: "Who knows? Anyway, they are not good people. There must be many offenders. My mother-in-law wants to let Gu's family visit my house today. What is more interesting is that she actually told Jiaojiao that she is the only seedling, and she will need it later. Gu's help, let her get in touch with those little boys. Help? Why don't you tell me something is wrong and want to ask me for help."

He deliberately said these words, intending to pass it to the ears of Old Man Lin, so that he can hear what is more ridiculous than this?

Gu Ruyi, who has always regarded himself as a wise man, actually said this to Jiaojiao. I really don’t know if it’s getting confused or playing his Jiaojiao as a fool?

Old Cheng saw that he had said so much and found no abnormalities, and then chatted with Zhou Xiaozheng a few words. Seeing him leave, he didn't hold back and got up to send him out.

Watching him leave, Cheng Lao walked slowly to the study~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Cheng Sijin followed closely, closed the door, and asked in a low voice: "How is it? A little unpretentious? Would you like me to do it? ?"

"What do you do? Xiaozheng said I think too much."

"Dad, you can talk about the brothers who beat the tiger. If you have something to do with Brother Zheng, can I watch it by the side?"

Old Cheng frowned for a while, shook his head and smiled: "It's probably not Xiaozheng's doing it. Jiaojiao didn't feel in the mood to do this when Jiaojiao just arrived. Besides, he wouldn't use these tricks."

Cheng Sijin thought about it, wrote "Zhou Jiao" on the paper in the previous pen, and nodded to Cheng Lao.

Cheng Laogang wanted to shake his head when Zhou Jiao was staring at the tombstone calmly. He was stunned for a moment, and frowned at his elder son.

"Dad, don't think she ignored her when she was young. You start to think about how she entertained everyone that night after she entered the compound?

She must be closer to our family than the Lin family. But do you think about her that night? Is there any difference in treatment? Everyone avoided Gu Ruyi, but she took the initiative to mention it with a smile, with a more natural look than anyone else.

Today even her lips were bitten, but do you see anything abnormal in her? Xiao Wu has been staring at her closely. He should know his wife better and know that she is not calm at all. Her brother Suizheng can control her emotions. "

"Also, have you forgotten that Zhou Jiao is the best at using public opinion? Forget the old Zhou family in the northeast? This method is like she did! I just wonder how she moved so quickly when she first came to Beijing?"

Old Cheng thought for a long time, and said to Cheng Sijin: "Don't jump to conclusions easily. Let's see if she did it in two days. Don't interfere, just stare at the side, and help her when you encounter something that is missing. Deal with it cleanly. I guess if she does this, her dad won't get involved."

Cheng Sijin nodded. He is now very curious about what happened that year that would keep the father and daughter silent.