There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Before leaving the house, the old principal took a few more glances at Zhang Guoqing and his wife. At the moment, he most wants to know what school the young couple are applying for.

Whether the County No. 1 Middle School can become famous all at once depends mainly on Zhou Jiao. The old principal had great expectations for her, and he hoped that the child would get a provincial champion for the school. Nowadays, there are many people who do not pay attention to these reputations, but he is different. He has taught students for so many years, but there is no outstanding student. Really unwilling to think about it!

Zhou Jiao didn't know that the old principal had thought so far at this moment. Seeing him aiming over, she immediately leaned forward, respectfully drew her hands, and smiled at him.

This old man deserves her respect. In this era, there are indeed many selfless people, but like the old captain, like the old principal, the morals of these elders are even more respectable.

Watching the old principal leave, Zhou Jiao finally had time to answer Zhao Yuanyuan's questions. She whispered to the other party before going back. She really didn't prevaricate each other.

Regarding volunteers, she and Zhang Guoqing have yet to reach an agreement.

School, choose a university in the capital, there is no doubt about this. After repeated comparisons, Huaqing University is still the best. The problem is that Huaqing University is now an engineering college. What should I do?

The man in his family wants the husband and wife to be in the same school and can take care of themselves. Zhou Jiao was still very excited about his thoughts. Of course he would be better if he had no other thoughts. How could she betray her lover after being married for many years. Putting aside the small section, she has her own concerns. Otherwise she wouldn't want to listen to him making up his mind.

Foreign language department, dangerous! Military doctor, no freedom! There are still many school histories, all in chaos! It's hard for him to remember. He seemed to say that, he seemed to have no choice.

After class, Zhao Yuanyuan hurriedly pulled out Zhou Jiao, so angry that Zhang Guoqing just wanted to shoot this dead girl to death—always rough. Zhou Jiao hit her leg last time. As Li Qinglin, Zhang Yuntao, and Zhao Hongbing went home together, he was still considering whether to let this dead girl sign up for the provincial capital.

Before arriving home, I saw Ping An eagerly guarding the door, standing next to Father Zhang.

Zhou Jiao couldn't help chatting with Zhao Yuanyuan, and ran over to pick up the child. She looked at the child worriedly and saw his bright smile. She was relieved. She was really worried that the child was miserable as her childhood.

"The child is okay. We are very safe and clever. Seeing your mother's food is ready, he said you are going home. He ran to the door and waited. The children in the front yard were reluctant to play with him."

Zhou Jiao saw that Zhang's grandson squinted in advance, and said with a smile: "Father, why don't you let my mother wait for me to come back? How tired should be so many people with meals."

Zhao Yuanyuan immediately followed, "I'll go in to help. Why can't my mother come today? She is so embarrassed that her daughters and daughters are here, and I don't know how to come..."

The words have not been finished, and people have run away.

Zhou Jiao shook her head and smiled. This temper is still saying everything. When she saw Zhang Dad and Zhang Guoqing talking with them, she walked to the kitchen with her baby.

As he walked, he asked him in a low voice, "Son, did you drink the juice that mom gave you?"

Ping Ping lay on her ear and secretly said: "I drank it. Grandma asked me to eat stewed eggs. I can't eat it. I feed my grandparents and they praise me as a good boy."

Seeing his smug look, Zhou Jiao kissed him, "If you can't drink enough, let your grandma drink too. Remember not to hold it up. Tell mom what you want to eat."

The little accuser leaned on her ear and whispered: "Grandma is like this: oops, oops, Jiaojiao has something to do. Grandpa is like this: what are you talking about, what is it for the child to eat."

The child's imitated tone is really similar! Zhou Jiao tried her best to hold back her laugh. In case she laughed, the little guy should be angry again.

"Mom, let me tell you that the little brother in front was beaten by his mother."

"Well, he was beaten badly."

Ping shook his head, "No. Little brother is like this: You are not my mother, you are a badass, and I let my father beat you to death. I told my father, you stole the buns, and you even gave the ticket to my grandma."

Zhou Jiao couldn't help laughing anymore, and touched her son's hair, "Ping An is really like learning. However, that little brother is really his mother. His mother did not do it right, and he did it wrong. We are at peace. Don't follow a bad example."

"I don't play with him. He always wants to pinch me in the face. I beat him! I didn't beat him."

"Then if he beats you too, what should you do?"

Ping An looked at the back, and then lay down in Zhou Jiao's ear and whispered: "Then I punched hard, and I cried too."

"So smart! Remember not to beat your head."

The two mothers and sons had a chat, and didn't notice that someone had good ears.

Zhang Guoqing has been paying attention to the movements of his daughter-in-law and son, and now he lowered his head and smiled. It is estimated that his son was broken by his wife. But this is fine, just not being bullied.

After dinner, Li Qinglin and the others did not rush to school.

Everyone gathered around the living room to discuss how to fill in the volunteers. The thoughts spread, and the brains are wide open.

Zhang Yuntao listened to it for a long time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and understood. He reaffirmed, "What you mean, many universities in other places are far away. For example, one school in Beijing is in the north and the other is in the south. Does that mean?"

Li Qinglin smiled and nodded. His family gave him two places, one in the capital and the other in the northeast. But he wants to go to the south, where there is Jiangnan he is thinking about. He has never seen how the South is, but there are so many descriptions in the book, which should be good.

Zhang Yuntao shook his head, "I'll leave it in the northeast. You can still see it when you come back for the New Year. Who knows when you will meet when you go to another place."

When Zhao Yuanyuan heard the words, she frowned, looked at him with contempt, and grabbed Zhou Jiao, "Have you thought about going? I'll ask the teacher if there are any schools that are close and have low scores."

Zhou Jiao said in disapproval: "Your second brother will have to report to the university here. You are running too far, and the family is worried. We want to meet each other and it is not a chance. There are winter and summer vacations, and only a few months of school a year."

Zhang Guoqing glanced at her and made up like the truth.

Li Qinglin knew that everyone could not decide for a while. These have to be discussed with parents. It's a matter of the future, but his queen mother has been talking in front of her several times.

After sending everyone away, Zhou Jiao saw that Zhang and Zhang's parents were full of doubts and began to explain to them today's notice of the old principal. She also gave them an introduction to the general situation of several universities.

Father Zhang was confused and half-understood. He considered for a while and asked Zhou Jiao to write to Zhou Xiaozheng for his opinions. In his concept, the family who has seen the world as a leader is absolutely determined. However, he still mentioned with confidence that it is best for the young couple to fill in the same school.

Seeing his mother nodded, Zhang Guoqing secretly smirked. It seems that Zhou Jiao is really a piece of soft tofu in the eyes of everyone, and it is a pitiful little who is easily bullied.