There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

What is anticlimactic...

The street cafeteria quietly stopped...

Zhou Jiao now feels that this is definitely the best news.

The cafeteria opened for two months, and finally ended quietly at the end of October in the Gregorian calendar.

As the food in street canteens gets worse, many people start to go to work canteens.

In the first half month, everyone was able to survive, at least for dinner, there were nearly full residents in the street cafeteria.

As the work of the unit and the task of ironmaking increased, and gradually less than a month, only some retired and unemployed residents were left to eat.

Immediately after the county textile factory, brick kiln factory, meat joint factory and other units began to recruit temporary workers, finally in the middle of the second month, some old and frail old ladies and old men were left behind. The women of the milk doll dine.

The earth blast furnace has no front workers and no strong labor force of the material workers.

Aunt Wang had to announce that she had finished eating rations at the end of the month and went home individually.

For a time, there was no pot, no knife, lack of firewood, lack of coal, no stock of autumn vegetables, and no preparation for the winter living materials. Everyone was in a hurry.

How else could Zhou Jiao always think Aunt Wang is a good person?

She divided the firewood, briquettes, and autumn vegetables in the canteen equally by household.

As for the donated iron pots and knives, no one can do anything. Thick black smoke is still rolling over the county seat, still wanting iron products? Whoever dares to mention it in person will definitely be missed. Maybe nothing in the cafeteria can be divided.

Fortunately, the dishes and chopsticks did not seem to be smashed in some places. Everyone in the cafeteria is accustomed to using lunch boxes in the workplace, which is also a great fortune in misfortune.

The vigorous activities that began in mid-August ended in their respective work.

The high efficiency of this community is amazing and speechless. But no one has said a complaint-there are too many full-time employees in the family, and all of them are in the work unit.

Lin Juhua also went to the textile factory to go to work with the two aunts, and then Shi and Mai Sui finally entered the nursery of the textile factory.

Oh, if the kitchen can be dissolved, Zhou Jiao thinks her second sister-in-law has done the most. It was only because Lin Juhua was the first temporary worker in a textile factory that caused the accident.

For this reason, Zhou Jiao always has a guilty conscience when facing Aunt Wang.

Zhang's father and mother had no smile on his eldest son's visit.

Zhou Jiao knew this was an old incident. She can only persuade each other with good words and analyze it to them. The rabbit's tail cannot grow over there.

The parents of Zhang Daddy and his wife were also skeptical of what others said, but what Zhang Guoqing and Zhou Jiao said was firm belief. Didn't the old son and the little daughter-in-law say what they would never realize?

Letting go of the worry, Zhang Father and Mother Zhang, who regained their spirits, used the ability of the head of the family.

Daddy Zhang began to mobilize his sons to cut firewood sneakily.

Mother Zhang instructed the two daughters-in-law to pick vegetables and take out the dried eggplant, dried beans, and dried vegetables.

The old couple will not feel that the three yards in the village are empty.

An old house where a treasure.

Zhou Jiao felt that the two elders in her family had indeed taken precautions and conducted them properly.

Open the chimney, hang the curtain...

Being organized inside and out, this is the precious life experience of the two elders.

Soon in November, the weather began to cool down sooner or later, leaving the heat at noon.

Now even Zhou Jiao couldn't bear the anxiety inside. She also started taking her son at noon, and followed Zhang Guoqing secretly back to her hometown up the mountain.

This weekend, following Zhang Guoqing to the mountain again, she found that many hazelnuts, pine nuts, and chestnuts were scattered on the ground. Without rain, it is almost impossible to find traces of fungus and mushrooms. Back to the mountain cabin, the fish in the pond still did not decrease.

"Brother, how long have you not seen Old Man Wang?"

Zhang Guoqing was paying attention to the surroundings, and suddenly heard her question, turned his head to look at her, "Are you wondering why they didn't go up the mountain? The mountain on his side is said to have iron ore, and a lot of stoves have been repaired in the village. The father and their son were called by the main force and could not go up the mountain."

Zhou Jiao understands after listening. A dozen old hunters in several villages near Zhangjiacun are not free, plus Father Wang and them. No wonder no one goes up the mountain, and there are still a lot of pine nuts and fish.

"The canteen will be built right after the autumn harvest this year. Even the big boys, big girls and little wives of the villages have been organized into militia groups. Except for the dry goods at the foot of the mountain below, no one on the mountain has time to come up. But I think it’s coming soon. The village doesn't know, but the old captain will definitely organize people to take the mountain before it snows."

After Zhang Guoqing finished speaking, he looked at the pond and then at Zhou Jiao.

Zhou Jiao pursed her lips and smiled, "Just do what you want. Keep your virtue!"

"Good wife! If we don't play too much, we will catch a big fish and show our son. Son, how about you?"

Ping An nodded and pointed to the surface of the pond.

"My son is becoming more and more difficult to speak. Son, what else do you want to go up the mountain to catch? Tell dad, except for your mother today, you are the oldest, you have the final say."

Ping An, like Zhou Jiao, frowned slightly, looked around, and shook his head.

This expression made Zhang Guoqing laugh and patted the child on his chest, "You have to speak. If you don't speak, Dad doesn't understand what you mean."

"No meat. I want meat."

Zhang Guoqing shook his head at Zhou Jiao. Why does this kid like meat so much. The family did not deduct his food, it was simply a special offer.

Zhou Jiao smiled, "Okay~www.wuxiaspot.com~ wait a minute to take you to the meat. But there are wolves, you can't move."

When Zhang Guoqing saw his son hear the wolf, his body tensed, and he patted him quickly, "It's okay. Dad holds peace and is not afraid. Grandma Wolf can't beat Dad."

Ping An smiled, "Daddy is great."

"We are better at peace. We can talk before one year old. It's amazing. Better than Dad."

Listening to the kid giggling, Zhang Guoqing touched his little head, and asked Lede Zhou Jiao, "Jiaojiao, do you plan to spend the first year of peace in the lunar calendar or the Chinese calendar?"

"It's still the lunar calendar. Both parents remember the lunar calendar."

"Okay. We will have two birthdays every year after safe." Zhang Guoqing said, touching his son's head with pity. His son was wronged. If it were not for the wrong timing, he would definitely open a running table. If he had been a genius like his son in a previous life, he would not be afraid of others knowing, he would have to hide it.

Zhou Jiao looked at his face and persuaded, "The child is safe. Don't worry about the ceremony. The excitement is for others to watch, so we can live our own lives. This time I asked my parents not to come here just to worry about the people in the capital. I came over and found that the child was premature. The first year is to catch Zhou. Do you think it is necessary for us to be safe? I think it is good to let him eat longevity noodles. What a good sign."

Zhang Guoqing looked at her mockingly. This girl has been thinking about it since she had cooked longevity noodles by her aunt and grandma. On his birthday, he actually ran over to let the oldest mistress in the village cook the noodles herself. Really superstitious!

"Who are you going to let the noodles cook this time?"

Zhou Jiao laughed, "I won't tell you yet."

She had so much resentment over who should burn the noodles, and she always remembered it. She personally burned too many longevity noodles for Zhang Guoqing, afraid of not working. This year, the old lady was specially invited to come over for him to be safe and to live a long life.