There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Aunt Wang is very angry!

Listening to the Annunciation of gongs and drums on the street, Aunt Wang was even more angry!

Refined...

One after another...

Aunt Wang was helpless, and began to ask for help.

At this time, Lin Juhua, who delivered the meal, took the opportunity to secretly attach to Zhou Jiao's ear and muttered: "Grandpa San asked you two to go back to one of them."

Zhou Jiao nodded.

Watching Lin Juhua leave, Zhou Jiao sighed while holding tortillas.

Little rain, it still hasn't rained. The old captain looked for them, and they couldn't change the rain. She didn't know when to stop burning the stove.

She took a bite of the corn flakes and swallowed it with clear water.

After a while, Zhou Jiao immediately stood up and walked out.

Since last week, Zhang Guoqing and his unit have been put into work, the blast furnace is still burning, but they have become temporary workers.

Zhou Jiao was really envious. I really wanted to hear her dad and ran away.

Before reaching the place, Zhang Guoqing came out holding his son.

"Oh, are you willing to come over? I just wanted to find you, so come home with me first."

Zhou Jiao shook her head, "Let's talk about it here. I'm afraid that I can't bear to come out. Aunt Wang is very hot these days, so don't hit the wooden barn. I come over and want to tell you that the old captain will let us go back."

Zhang Guoqing whispered: "Stay up for another month at most, this event will be horrible. If you are bored, you should just watch the fun. The old captain, see if you have time tomorrow."

"Yeah. What are you looking for?"

Zhang Guoqing held safe, "My son and I missed you. It's tortillas and water cabbage again at noon? This year, I have no chance to make miso and pickles. My mother should be in a hurry."

Zhou Jiao thought for a while, gritted her teeth and said, "I will definitely go back to the village tomorrow. If I don't go back, everything in the yard will be ruined. There are also dense forest chestnuts, and I can't sleep when I think about it."

Zhang Guoqing laughed, "Okay. Then I will send you back."

The couple chatted all the way and teased their children. Such a scene made Zhou Jiao miss the days when she was free.

It was still dark the next morning, Zhou Jiao sat behind Zhang Guoqing's bicycle with her child and returned to the village.

The couple first harvested their own backyard, cleaned it, and found the old captain.

The old captain, who had been smiling all the time, was now frowning. When he saw Zhang Guoqing's family, he squeezed an ugly smile and pulled him into the back room.

"Little Five, Grandpa San doesn't follow you in a circle. You tell the truth to Grandpa San. When can this stove be stopped? Now everyone is not thinking about working in the field. If you don't work in the field, what will you eat next year? In addition, it has not rained since the beginning of autumn, and Grandpa San is so worried that he can't sleep all night."

Zhang Guoqing discussed with Zhou Jiao last night, and he said: "The stove will not stop for a while. Who dares to ask for it? I think the county will be over until winter is over. If there is no firewood, cut down the trees again, the winter You can't use the firewood, right? You can only drag it slowly."

The old captain nodded after hearing this, "I think so too, but no one discussed it. You say that, I have a bottom."

Zhang Guoqing thought about it and said, "Grandpa San, how is the food in the village canteen now? Our street has changed tortillas and water cabbage. Each person is rationed."

"Good boy!" The old captain stood up and patted Zhang Guoqing with a smile, "We are saving rations in several villages around us. It doesn't rain and no one dares to mess around. Even if there are thorns, we are suppressed by our family. Everyone knows the truth in it after all those years."

Zhang Guoqing smiled and nodded, "The county seat is tightly managed now, so I'll leave if it's okay."

"It's okay. I won't delay your work. Remember that as long as the county seat has stopped the stove, you should write to me quickly. Remember?"

Zhang Guoqing said as he walked behind him. Don't talk about communication, as long as the stove is stopped, his parents will not wait a minute to run home first.

Standing at the foot of the North Mountain, Zhang Guoqing looked at the bare patch nearby, filled with sadness. Looking up at the Daqingshan in the distance, I feel better.

Fortunately, he did not kill the wolves. If there is no howl of the wolf, it is estimated that Daqingshan will not be Daqingshan again if a few villages move around.

Tied the child to his chest, Zhang Guoqing carried Zhou Jiao and ran quickly. He weighed her weight again, and his heart was full of powerlessness.

Stepping into the dense forest again, in this familiar place, the husband and wife finally feel the joy of freedom. The family can laugh without scruples and there is no need to hide the child's early wisdom.

"Jiaojiao, what are your plans for your son's first birthday? Do you want to go for a walk?"

Zhou Jiao sighed, "I don't know what moth came out then. Let's talk about it."

After saying that, seeing him with a worried look, Zhou Jiao took a handle, made a funny face at him and made the father and son laugh, and she was relieved.

Autumn is really a harvest season, and the mountains of materials made Zhou Jiao forget the time and sorrow for a while.

Zhang Guoqing deliberately let his son know how to hunt, and deliberately re-adjusted the harness so that he faces forward, holding a small stone and playing pheasants and hares around him.

He is quite proud of his son. If it wasn't for the young child, he really planned to pass on his hunting skills to his son.

After having a barbecue, I was relieved of greed. At noon, the family didn't return to the village, and sneaked back to the county seat.

In the county town, Mother Zhang packed the tortillas in a lunch box~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and took Daddy Zhang to the old son's house.

"My child, it doesn't matter if we leave like this? Or just stay there, anyway, it won't be tired to hit the stone."

Mother Zhang said in a low voice: "These days, all the iron knots have been put in the furnace for refining, and the piles of stones that have been knocked out have not moved. Except for the group who burned the furnace, all of us have started to move, and it is not a problem. "

After opening the gate to the yard, Zhang and his wife entered the Westinghouse.

Mother Zhang subconsciously opened the cabinet, took a look, and smiled: "Daddy, look at the things your old son has prepared. It's really complete. He doesn't worry that we didn't come over and broke."

Father Zhang stretched his head and looked at it. The drawer was stuffed with packets of fried dried fruit, dried tofu, packets of pastries... Then he glanced at the small wine jar on the ground.

He smiled happily: "He and Jiaojiao are worried that we will not have enough to eat. You didn't see Jiaojiao secretly stuffing us food every time we eat. They will bring meat back later. My wife, let's have a drink... …"

"Father, mother, are you at home?"

"Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao didn't just come." Father Zhang heard the shouts outside, and immediately shouted happily for Zhang Guoqing and the others to come in.

As soon as Zhang Guoqing and the others came in, as expected, Zhou Jiao took out two lunch boxes and placed them on the Kang table. Four or five big mud **** were thrown underground.

Mother Zhang couldn't bother to look at the chicken drumsticks in the lunch box. She asked incredulously: "Will these few **** on the ground be? You have gone up the mountain?"

Hearing the peace in her arms, she immediately pointed to the mud ball on the ground, "Eat...eat meat..."

"Good grandson, do you still have meat for grandma, OK?"

Ping An immediately shook his head, "No...No more..."

Mother Zhang and Father Zhang laughed.

Daddy Zhang teased his grandson, drank the wine poured by his old son, and listened to the conversation between his wife and daughter-in-law. He feels that the days have passed the better.