There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

"Jiao girl, what good stuff did your mother-in-law send over?"

Zhou Jiao moved slowly carrying the package, and met an old lady in the courtyard.

The other party smiled and looked at the old lady curiously. She smiled and said: "The letter a few days ago mentioned that it was a child's clothing. I haven't opened it yet. Aunt, are you going to the street?"

"No, my second daughter-in-law gave birth to a big fat boy in the early morning. You will have to rush over to see the baby."

"Oh, that's a big happy event. This child was born on a coincidental date. I rushed out to spend New Year's Eve with you. He must be a filial child in the future."

The aunt laughed loudly, "The beautiful girl is good at talking, I ask you to be auspicious, and wait for the child's full moon to invite you to eat noodles."

Zhou Jiao smiled and nodded.

"Can you carry it? Why didn't you ask your aunt to help? Do you want me to carry it back for you?"

Zhou Jiao hurriedly stopped, "It's just such a small bag, it's no use to help. Auntie, go see the little baby, this time the child will be waiting for you, grandma."

Seeing this, the aunty smiled and shook her hand, and hurriedly left.

Zhou Jiao watched her leave, and dealt with a few acquaintances passing by, and hurriedly hurried back home.

These people are very enthusiastic, with some fresh faces, and she doesn't have much contact. If it were not for her good memory, she would really not recognize whose family members they were.

If Zhang Guoqing hadn't been taken by her father to meet the world, Zhou Jiao would really not want to leave the house. This is about to be New Year's Eve, not too many people come and go.

When I got home, there was no one at home, even Ping An was taken to Wen's house by Mrs. Cheng, and Aunt Chen ran out of the compound with a bill to shop in the early morning.

Busy, everyone is busy, Zhou Jiao feels that she won't move anymore, the old house is probably close to retreat at home.

Cut the package, inside is a set of safe cotton trousers, Zhang Guoqing's sweater trousers, and the rest are fur collars, leather gloves and a lot of thick socks.

Zhou Jiao knew at first glance that Ping An's clothes were a gift from the pregnant woman Lin Juhua. Really deliberate, for three consecutive years, I don't know where the cotton came from.

A set of sweaters and pants created by Zhang's mother, which Zhou Jiao had seen before. The remaining fur items should be a gift from Huang Cuilan.

Mother Zhang is a caring person. Last time I heard Zhang Guoqing mentioned that being a soldier is very hard. Every day I exercise, I wear several holes in my socks. This dozen thick socks must have been prepared by her mother-in-law.

Zhou Jiao shook her head and smiled.

A few days ago, the two sisters Zhang Meili had already sent a lot of things. This would add to the in-law’s family, and I don’t know if the new year gift I sent back would be too thin.

Zhou Jiao fell asleep and woke up after noon. Aunt Chen was already busy in the kitchen.

"Aunty, when did you come back? Why didn't you wake me up?"

Aunt Chen smiled and said, "I'm calling you why. I bought everything and put it in the living room, and you can see what else is unprepared. You can take a look before I return home."

Zhou Jiao nodded. Seeing Aunt Chen was busy preparing dinner, she didn't stay much. If you just keep her busy, hurry up and go home for the New Year.

The New Year atmosphere this year has a gap compared with previous years. If it weren't for the couplets, red lanterns, and the occasional sound of firecrackers, Zhou Jiao would have forgotten that tomorrow was the New Year's Eve.

I think back then, there was a burst of fragrance from every household, but it was a pity that everything no longer existed.

In the evening, Zhou Xiaozheng returned with Zhang Guoqing, and then went home peacefully and happily with a bag of red envelopes, finally adding a bit of joy to the deserted New Year.

At the dinner table, the whole family gathers to eat the New Year’s Eve dinner in advance. Every New Year's Eve cannot be kept together, and now the family is also used to the customs.

Zhou Xiaozheng took a few mouthfuls of food and put them on Zhou Jiao's bowl. "You are welcome in the cafeteria tomorrow night. Dad is not by your side. Remember to follow your aunt."

Lin Lishan smiled and said: "If you let them be with my aunt, aren't they all old people on the table. Let's just stay with the young people. If you are hungry, go home and burn it yourself."

It was rare for Zhou Jiao to see her dad being hit, and she smiled: "Isn't there a cousin and aunts, let's talk about the situation when the time comes. This is the first time in this collective year, and some are chaotic."

Zhang Guoqing smirked, "The cooking class has been arranged in advance, and this little situation can't be messed up. I have all inquired. Dad can still eat a few bites with us in a cafeteria before leaving. Mom, you are more pitiful. It is estimated that the art troupe will arrange a show after one or two tables have been eaten."

"Well, I'm still the same as in previous years, don't go to join the fun with other groups, and bring some people down to the grassroots."

Regarding Lin Lishan's work, the family has no opinion. After so many years, no one knows what process should be better than I.

Zhang Guoqing suddenly remembered something, and said with a smile: "This Chinese New Year is very fun. Someone suggested not to feudal superstition during the Spring Festival, but does the couplet peach symbol count? It is recommended not to be extravagant, but the city is waiting for the rich and powerful powder meat tomorrow night. Put dumplings on the table; let everyone not wander around, but the temple fair starts again on the first day of the new year; don’t drink before the class, just want to get drunk now, there is no alcohol in the world. UU read these words in the book www.uukánshu.com, people who talked in private Quite a few, everyone kept complaining, but no one dared to put it on the bright side, and had to applaud happily."

Zhou Xiaozheng sneered and shook his head.

Zhou Jiao also smiled and shook her head, "You don't know if you are not at home. Some of Qianer's classmates called to say that this year's collective year is the most meaningful, and she kept showing off to me."

Lin Lishan looked at her bewilderedly, "Your classmate can actually make a phone call, indicating that his family is pretty good, but there is no need to blow to you. Does she know where our family lives? Are you stupid!"

The family was amused by her words.

Zhang Guoqing explained to her on the side: "That classmate's house should be a building with one phone. She probably thinks we are similar to hers."

Zhou Jiao nodded when she heard, "Our class never took classmates home, and we rarely talk about housework outside. Classmates only know that our parents are soldiers."

This is in line with what his daughter did, and Zhou Xiaozheng smiled clearly.

However, this classmate is indeed a nerd-he is admitted to a prestigious university and his IQ is not necessarily high. No wonder her Jiaojiao never loves to interact with these people too much.

Zhou Jiao originally wanted to tell everyone what the other party had made that day, but when her mother said that, she lost interest. There is indeed a gap between the compound and the outside world, especially her own conditions. No wonder her mother has such a big tone.

What is a "collective year"? Her mother didn't understand, she had never lived outside, and the army was actually a big group. She ignored the essence.

The compound has its own set of supply and demand system, and there is an auditorium for watching movies, and they rely on their parents’ work and street invoices to go to the cinema.

In a collective year, the rights of neighborhood committees are overwhelming, except for uniform invoices and purchase books, such as organizing cleaning and organizing entertainment fairs. There are too many operable articles.