There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

The days have come to the end of autumn.

Zhou Xiaozheng, who couldn't get away, asked Zhou Jiao to take the children back to Beijing.

Zhou Jiao thought about it again and again, but refused. It's not that I don't want her dad, but it's too much trouble.

Favor debt is the most difficult to pay, and she is unwilling to let Zhao Chuanguang take risks on the cutting edge. There are too few people sincerely treating her, and she is reluctant to lose one person.

Most importantly, maybe...maybe... the Northeast is getting farther and farther away from my husband and wife. She wants to keep more memories so that she can think of the days in the Northeast in the future.

October 12, a peaceful birthday.

But it's not the birthday of their family of three.

Past lives are like smoke, and this life needs to be cherished.

She wanted to commemorate this year-long anniversary. In the Northeast, on this day, leave a complete memory.

"Jiaojiao, the food in our unit has also regressed."

"It's enough to have enough food. Nowadays, my parents and I don't have much rations. I'm really worried that my parents won't have enough to eat. I knew they would not move their accounts."

Zhang Guoqing smiled and patted her head, "That's not easy? It's more convenient to relocate your household registration. Now the village is busy with farming, and the old captain has also reduced the appetite per person."

Zhou Jiao smiled. Of course, she knows that urban household registration is better than rural household registration, and at least it has basic protection. Ironmaking has stopped now. She was stupid to move her in-laws back.

Zhang Guoqing saw that Ping An had been quietly playing with blocks, and asked strangely: "Son, why didn't you make a noise and left? Didn't you look for the little brothers?"

Ping'an raised his head and said: "I want candy, don't play." After speaking, he immediately lowered his head to continue stacking blocks.

Zhang Guoqing recollected for a while, "Your Brother Stone, they asked you for candy, you don't like playing with them, do you?"

"They have no sugar, I don't play."

Zhou Jiao pursed her lips and grinned.

"My son is great, and he knows the equivalent bargain. What gift do you want, son?"

Zhou Jiao frowned as she watched the child wink her big eyes.

She explained with a smile: "Brother, he doesn't understand what you said about equivalent transactions. Ping An, Dad said about equivalent transactions, you won't know until you are older."

"Well, son, what gift do you want?"

Ping An pointed to the toy on the kang with a smile, showing her baby teeth.

"Okay, Dad will take you to the car to buy toys."

"Thank you Dad."

Zhang Guoqing touched his head. I thought to take my wife to the provincial capital in advance, it is best to stay one night and make a birthday cake to make the child happy.

At the moment, Zhou Xiaozheng is also discussing with Lin Lishan about the child's first birthday.

"Jiaojiao is afraid of trouble. If you bring a bunch of people over, can she entertain him? Think about the Cheng family, the Lin family, and Zhao Chuanguang. With so many people passing by, Xiaowu's relatives must also pass by, then We must not be exhausted to our Jiaojiao."

Lin Lishan looked at him sadly, hoping he could give an idea.

Her father had told her to remember to tell everyone to go together, and even her sister-in-law had personally mentioned it to her. Not to mention her little sister. Had it not been for her desperate hold, the old man would have passed again this time.

Zhou Xiaozheng has always known that his grandson is safe and early, and his strength is very different from ordinary people. Now, from Jiaojiao's letter, I find that the child is no longer premature, and I don't want the child to show to others.

He has the same idea as his daughter-let the child retain the strength as the trump card. Ping An only needs to grow up well, and he doesn't want his children to stand out.

Zhou Xiaozheng thought for a while, and said, "Or, don't go there this time. Just find an excuse to tell everyone that you can't go there. Auntie and Ruzhu and others, I have arranged to wait for the children to return to Beijing."

Lin Lishan looked regretful and nodded eagerly.

"Then it's okay, I'll go to my aunt first. Zhao Chuanyao will go back to the northeast in two days, and the child's birthday gift will be brought back by him. You can also see what's left."

Lin Lishan looked at the back of her husband leaving, and the expectant eyes of Old Man Lin appeared in her mind.

At the moment, my sister’s reminder sounded in my ear: "Sister, this is an opportunity. Taking advantage of the child’s first birthday, since the sister-in-law is going to leave favors, the two families will be able to slowly recover from time to time, otherwise they will become more and more strange. But you It depends on what brother-in-law means. If he disagrees, you can forget it."

She scratched her hair in distress.

Why is this so complicated? You can't even travel?

Alas... It's a pity now that I can no longer discuss with the old lady, or else I will worry about myself.

When Aunt Chen came out, she happened to see Lin Lishan frowning, her hair clasped in a mess, and she kept kicking the ground with her right foot. She couldn't help laughing.

Lin Lishan woke up, smoothed her hair awkwardly, and smiled: "I can't go to the northeast again."

She can't say that she has nothing to discuss now, and no one can help her arrange it. She is not stupid! You will be laughed at if you say it. But I'm really used to looking for an old lady for something.

Alas... When can Jiaojiao go home? As long as the child comes back, I don't have to worry about it in the future.

Zhou Jiao doesn't know what her mother thinks at this moment, or she must be speechless-who is her mother?

Aunt Chen comforted: "If you can't go, you can't go. You can write more to Jiaojiao. You just save enough vacation time and you can spend more time with your children in the future."

No matter how many calculations, helplessness, and sincerity of each family.

As the days passed, we ushered in a peaceful year.

"Grandma's shoes, grandma's socks, aunt and aunt's yellow mantle."

The very different customs in the south and the north have not affected everyone's love for children~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Since yesterday, there have been people coming from home one after another.

Although Zhang Guoqing and Zhou Jiao have repeatedly stated that they have no plans to have a birthday wine.

But all the people who should have come...

At this moment, the living room was crowded with people. Sitting on the kang were Mr. Lin, Mr. Zhang, the leader of the Zhang family, the leader of the old team, the elders of the two races, Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang, and several parents of the Zhang family.

In front of the Kang, Zhang Guoqing was next to him, and behind him was a group of relatives and friends.

Everyone is waiting for a safe week in the middle of the Kang.

A book, a brush, a seal, an abacus, a wooden warehouse, a piece of money...

"Son, start..."

Following Zhang Guoqing's order, Ping An in red looked up at Zhou Jiao in the crowd. Seeing her smiled and nodded, he quickly grabbed a piece of money, a seal, and a wooden warehouse into his arms.

All the people on the scene laughed and uttered various auspicious words and blessings.

Zhang Guoqing saw his son staring at the books in the hands of the old patriarch and several novel objects in the hands of the old captain.

Ouch... His son is stingy.

Zhang Guoqing hurriedly picked up his son and patted his son-this will not be able to speak, it is all mine. That's really a help!

Zhou Jiao heard everyone's guess and blessing, and she smiled. Seeing that everything was over, I couldn't care to say a few words with her mother and a group of women, and hurriedly followed the two elder sisters to the kitchen to end noodles.

In the kitchen, the oldest mistress of Zhangjiacun was sitting at the table, smiling at the busy group of people, listening to everyone talking about the Zhou Zhou.

Catch Zhou... She can't remember how many bowls of longevity noodles she has burned now, but the longevity noodles of Zhang Xiaowu and his son are really different.

Family harmony will surely live a long life. As she is this age, she can still enjoy her old age and everything will go smoothly.