There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Wen Chengyu is the old son of Wen Congwen and Cheng Ruzhu, with a domineering temper. But it is strange that his only nemesis is peace.

Every time Xiaodouding jumped his feet with anger, in a blink of an eye, the two people who were very different in age began to whisper together and hug each other, which is worthy of a year-end friendship.

Ping An also likes him the most among many uncles. The explanation with his values ​​is: Uncle Wen Chengyu is generous, he has good things for himself, and he is his good buddy.

Old man Wen and Mr. Cheng are also good brothers who worship the handle. Of course, according to their literati's terminology, they belong to irreverent friends.

Regardless of the friendship, since Cheng Ruzhu married the Wen family, and the two married the Qin and Jin Dynasties, the relationship has become closer. In the same way, the Wen family treated the Zhou family with respect and etiquette.

Mr. Wen was born in a scholarly family. According to the obsession of his parents, he should have been studying to study abroad in his life. It is impossible to enter the copper odor industry that his family disdains the most.

But the world is unpredictable. In the early years, the Wen family was destroyed by two "eggs" on a small Japanese plane. Only the old Wen who went to school and the sister and brother Wen who went out to give their living expenses survived.

Due to chance, the siblings went through several turns and joined Cheng Lao's army. In an accidental accident, Sister Wen sacrificed her life on the front line, causing the only Miao Wen of the Wen family to take off her military uniform and switch to the establishment of the National Financial Bank, becoming the first batch of heroes.

Mr. Wen has four children in his lifetime, and the only one surviving is Wen Congwen. Not two years after liberation, he retired early due to serious injuries before the war, and now enjoys his old age at home. Wen Congwen also inherited his father's business and entered the banking industry.

From the scholarly family to the copper-smelly banking industry, even the elderly Wen often joked that he had never thought about it. One day he used his pen instead of describing poems and songs, but rather a string of numbers.

Although Mr. Wen often laughs at himself, judging from the arrangement of his only son in his department, he also values ​​his profession.

Cheng Ruzhu married into the Wen family and added two big fat boys to the Wen family one after another. Forget the old man's wish for the prosperity of his descendants for many years, but he did not expect to have surprises after many years-Wen Chengyu's birth made him ecstatic. When the little grandson grows up, he no longer wants to go to work, and he will personally raise his grandson after retirement.

One can imagine how overbearing this little grandson was being pampered. Fortunately, Wen Chengyu has a good nature, and his high background has never thought of bullying others.

This time he fought with outsiders, singled out two older children, and didn't want to ask his two brothers for help. The only thing that made him wrong was that his dad Wen Congwen beat him up. He really couldn't figure out why he couldn't act for the heaven when he saw someone bullying a little girl?

His dad said he was stupid, and now even the three-year-old Douding hates him stupid, he asks himself if he is really stupid? But he still doesn't regret that the road sees injustice and draws his sword to help.

After dinner, Wen Chengyu took Ping An to play together, and saw the adults talk to themselves. He quietly pushed Ping An, and saw his little man frowning and looking at him, he covered his smirk.

"Don't worry. Uncle just wants to ask you, why do you think I am stupid? Where am I stupid?"

Ping An glanced at him, then lowered his head to play with toys.

"I got full marks when I went to school, and my teachers and classmates convinced me. I'm still the monitor. How could I be stupid? I just can't figure out how you all think I'm not smart."

Ping An heard his babble, and finally patted him like a charity. Originally, he wanted to pat the other person on the shoulder like his grandfather, but he soon discovered that he was really too small to be photographed!

"Fighting will bleed, but it hurts. Good boys don't do dangerous things."

Wen Chengyu patted his head, and muttered: "I'm such a fool, I thought you could make sense. It turns out that I am afraid of bleeding. I am really a milk doll."

Ping An stared at him with anger. Who is the milk doll? The baby will pee casually, crying and begging for her mother. He is a little man, why is he a baby doll?

"Hey...I didn't mean that you are a baby doll. We Ping An are smart and good children. Uncle loves Ping An the most, so she doesn't play with her baby."

Ping An nodded with satisfaction. After hesitating for a while, I still feel that I still have to clarify that his Uncle Xiaoyu is really stupid.

"You need an adult to fight. The bad guys have knives, and the adults have Mucang. Kill the bad guys." After speaking, he sighed pitifully for the other party.

Wen Chengyu was choked by him. After a while, he quietly asked, "Who taught you this? You are a small man. When you are as old as your uncle, you will definitely avenge yourself. That's great."

Ping An blinked his eyes wide, he didn't understand the other side's thoughts. As long as you can get revenge, why do you have to do it yourself? Since he couldn't figure it out, he planned to ask his grandfather and his parents at night.

Thinking of this, he felt that he could no longer talk to the stupid uncle, he would become stupid with him. This is what his mother said about being unable to communicate, what his father said about playing the piano to the cow.

When Wen Chengyu saw him concentrating on splicing building blocks ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, two houses appeared soon. Just about to ask him not to play and go find something to eat with him, but he didn't want to see Ping An put the wooden cart on the roof.

He hurriedly shouted: "Wrong, wrong. Then there is a car on the roof? Put it in front of the house. The car can only be driven on the street."

Ping An rolled his eyes at him, and continued to put two cars on the roof and a few small wooden men on the street, and piled up a small yard on the other side.

Soon, after the safe accumulation, I happily introduced him: "Uncle Xiaoyu, you see, the children will not have a car when they go to the street, so they can go wherever they want."

Wen Yu looked speechless, he didn't want to leave without a car. Why are you happy?

Here, Mrs. Cheng gathered together and talked about the Northeast, and talked about the Wen family.

Mr. Wen has never lived in the public house of his unit. Three generations of Wen family now live in their own two-entry courtyard. This time, Cheng Ruzhu allocated a new building. According to her family's three sons and the husband and wife, a total of five people was allocated. Fortunately, they were allocated a two-bedroom and one living room with an area of ​​about fifty.

She was reluctant to give up, but as a daughter-in-law, she couldn't leave her in-laws behind, and she couldn't live in after parting, let alone. The upper and lower floors are all the leaders and colleagues of the Bureau of Commerce, so the influence is not good. Colleagues who didn't break up were not allowed to poke their backs.

For this matter, Cheng Ruzhu was so worried, she wanted to talk to her father-in-law and her mother-in-law, but was afraid that the elderly would think too much. Those who don't know think that being a daughter-in-law dislikes his parents.

Mrs. Cheng was a joke when she mentioned it. In her opinion, it is really silly to come from a girl-just ask the elderly in the family for advice. What tactful reasons are needed?

How is the misunderstanding caused? That is, the two sides did not meet frankly, and there was less estrangement in speaking out. If you don’t communicate, how will others understand?