There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

After an exam, Zhang Guoqing's house ushered in a peak of crowds.

At this time in the past, big and small fairs have already begun, and adults and children can still go to the fairs and join in the fun. It is also a good place to go.

The market is closed today, and the children are on holiday. Apart from playing ice carts in the snow, there is no rice to rub at home. Zhang's grandchildren and several grandsons all crowded into the small courtyard.

It’s thirsty and cold on a snowy day. This year, other people’s homes are not like Zhang Guoqing’s. The fire wall and fire on the bed make the main house warm like spring, and there is no need to wear a few clothes inside.

Xizi and the others were beaten to death and did not go home. Every night, on the two kangs in Westinghouse and the study, there are children with big and small heads next to each other.

Within a few days, Audio-Technica's Li Qinglin and Zhang Yuntao were carrying food rations, and they moved into the small courtyard with their clothes changed, occupying a wooden bed left in Westinghouse.

Zhao Yuanyuan was very angry. She was so late, and the only room was occupied. She can't squeeze Zhou Jiao's family on the kang, right? No way, she slept next to the children.

Briquettes are indeed better than briquettes.

The aunt Wang on the left talked about the briquettes for several months and finally made her regret that her intestines were green. Looking at the Zhang and Chen houses not far away, she comforted herself, but fortunately, she could drop by.

Huang Juan is the happiest. Although her family did not have Zhang Guoqing's strong labor force, she was able to take the time to make a lot of briquettes. She just said, since people use briquettes on it, and even Zhang Guoqing, who has always been savvy, agrees, it must follow.

She squinted at her lover Lao Chen triumphantly. Look, she is competent in this position? This year till now, none of my family members have frostbite.

Every day, cheerful laughter came from the Zhang Family Courtyard, which caused the nearby children to gather slowly, and retired old men and old women often came to the house.

Playing snowball fights, making snowmen, making ice lanterns, eagles catching chicks, and catching galahs make the children addicted; listening to dramas, listening to storytelling, making daily routines, putting on the soles of shoes, occasionally going to the neighborhood with friends, let Zhang father and mother have two My mouth couldn't close with a smile every day. For a while, everyone seemed to forget the lack of food and celebrated the holiday in advance.

Zhou Jiao was painful and happy. My son has a playmate every day, and he smiles when he is happy to fall asleep at night. Father-in-law and mother-in-law have partners, happy all day long, no longer making trouble.

The only thing that made her miserable was the things in the space, which could be touched, seen, but not eaten. Thinking of the smell, she dare not use it at all. But every day it's not wild vegetable wowotou, corn cake, sweet potato porridge, or pickled cabbage soup, which makes her stomach hurt.

Zhou Jiao often laughed at Zhang Guoqing. She calculated that she had become a monk ahead of time, so she had to guard a blue lantern and a wooden fish. Zhang Guoqing was both distressed and funny.

As the days passed, Li Qinglin and Zhang Yuntao went outside to celebrate the New Year. Before Zhou Jiao was envious, Zhao Yuanyuan followed her twin brother to the outside house.

The departure of the four people lightened Zhou Jiao's burden, but it also increased her miss for her father in Beijing. Especially Lin Lishan secretly wrote to Zhou Jiao to tell Zhou Jiao that her father was so busy every day that she was losing weight.

Everyone is selfish. She suspected that all the things she asked her father to bring back were probably contributed by her father. Saying that her villainous heart saves the gentleman's belly, she even wonders if her mother, Lin Lishan, also moved things to her natal house. All kinds of worries made her miss her father even more.

It's Zhou Xiaozheng, who is her only relative in two lives. The next day, Zhou Jiao took the risk and ran to the provincial capital to send something to the old lady Cheng.

If you say, who else in Beijing treats Zhou Xiaozheng sincerely?

Zhou Jiao felt that Mrs. Cheng was the only one. Throwing away family interests, the only thing is that the old lady treats both of them sincerely.

Although Zhou Jiao recognized her mother from the bottom of her heart. But in the conversation before the accident that day, Lin Lishan's recognition of her natal family and her doubts about Zhou Xiaozheng still left a shadow on Zhou Jiao.

After the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, after receiving the supplies from their three sons, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother took a cart of children and took the sledge ox cart back to their hometown.

"Beauty is not beautiful, hometown water; if you are relatives, hometown people." Hometown, in the hearts of Zhang Father and Mother, is their Zhangjia Village. No matter how good the county town is, they still miss the old locust tree at the entrance of the village.

Standing at the gate, as the bullock cart turned and disappeared, the couple breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Guoqing looked at the child in his arms. It was really abnormal today. He thought there was another crying scene.

"Son, why don't you go back with Grandpa and the others?"

Ping'an opened his mouth and said, "Noisy."

Zhou Jiao pursed her lips and smirked. She knows her son very well. Not just for noisy, more for petty. He disliked others for touching his little book, touching his toys, and sharing his food.

At the beginning, there were more children, and all of a sudden, he was very happy and very generous. But when he finds that his fruit needs to be divided among others, he is willing to blame it.

Zhang Guoqing hugged his son into the yard, "Well, it is noisy. But you don't want grandparents?"

"I don't want to ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ my candy was given to my brother by grandma."

Zhou Jiao couldn't be happy when she heard it. How could she hold grudges at such a young age? "Peace, grandma loves you the most. It would be very sad to know that you think so. There are so many sugars in the house that grandma distributes it to the brothers. If there are few apples, grandma is reluctant to give it to others and leave it to you?"

Ping An lowered his head and said, "But many brothers didn't give me anything."

Zhang Guoqing shook her head at her and touched the child's head, "From now on, grandma wants to divide your things, you tell grandma that you don't want to. Do you know? This time, I did a good job in peace. I didn't cry when I was upset. I am a good boy. ."

He didn't feel that Ping An did something wrong. Others don't know there is space in their home, and everything is in short supply now. Whose family does not let the child hold on to the thing tightly. Several nephews and nephews came here with rations, but he subsidized more. Except for the two sisters who often bring snacks, the two brothers and sisters are empty hands.

"Dad, I really want to eat meat."

As soon as Ping An finished speaking, the distressed Zhang Guoqing almost shed tears. These days, for the sake of safety, he really wronged his son. When such a small person tells him not to let people smell it, the child will never mention what he wants to eat.

"Okay. You can eat whatever you want. Mom and Dad are hiding."

Zhou Jiao looked at the father and son with a headache. With such a dad, it's no wonder my son is stingy.

Zhang Guoqing held up his son and laughed as the child laughed, "Daughter-in-law, Jiaojiao, wife, don't worry. Our son is not stingy, he has principles."

Zhou Jiao laughed dumbly. Pet it, pet it. Save it in the middle of the night saying that the child is hungry and thin.

In the following days, in order to avoid someone coming in, Zhou Jiao asked Zhang Guoqing to go out to work and lock the door outside. Not to mention Ping An feels noisy, she also feels noisy.