There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Zhou Xiaozheng saw his daughter happily all day when he got up in the morning, rubbing the top of her head. Why is Jiaojiao so good? It depends on how good his family is.

Zhou Jiao leaned on her father's ear and whispered: "Dad, prices have gone up. Rice bran sold for three yuan a catty. Haha, it sold for more than three hundred yuan in the morning."

When Zhou Xiaozheng saw his daughter stealing oil like a mouse, he kept cheating. The wordless in my heart could only persuade: "Hey, we are a scholarly family, don't inherit your grandma's family."

One of the secret rooms of Gu's family already had countless possessions, and that was a profiteer—Zhou Xiaozheng couldn't imagine his daughter playing an abacus.

Well, don't live too tired like his mother.

See how good my daughter is now, she has no worries about food and clothing, and can't spend enough money, so why bother to compare with outsiders and lose her tolerance.

Zhou Xiaozheng looked at his son-in-law and grandson who were playing snowball fights in the yard again, and he was secretly happy. His daughter will not follow her grandma's misfortune. Thinking of this, his face gradually showed a smile.

"Grandpa, I won."

Ping'an cheered and shouted, and his raised face inherited the advantages of his parents. At a young age, he can already see that he is a young man when he grows up.

The snow in the north, for several days, covered several feet of snow. After the snow melted, the ground was slippery.

Zhang Guoqing was worried that his family would fall, but when he saw Xue Ding, he immediately cleaned the yard and did a lot of work for Xiao Wang.

At this time, the cleared snow piled up in one place. After the father and son had a snowball fight, they did not fear the cold and began to pile up snowmen again.

"Dad, I should be the youngest."

Zhang Guoqing smiled and nodded.

Seeing Ping Ping's shovel shovel out the snow with his cooking shovel, he smiled and said, "Do you want Dad to help?"

"No, I can do it."

After speaking, Xiaodouding speeded up unconvincedly. This time his dad is going to build four snowmen, only one by himself, so he can do it.

Zhou Xiaozheng understood his grandson's stubbornness too, and said: "Everything becomes more anxious and chaotic, making mistakes while busy. At this time, you should calm down and stabilize first."

Hearing this, Ping An stopped his hand and walked around the snowdrift with a thoughtful expression on his face. I saw him put the small shovel and dragged out a dustpan back to the warehouse.

The family didn't help, and looked at him as if nothing had happened.

He put the dustpan safely, looked at the iron tree in Zhang Guoqing's hand enviously, compared his height, sighed regretfully, took out his small shovel again, and shoveled snow into the dustpan.

A dustpan full of snow was easily dragged to the middle of the yard by him.

The family tried their best to endure a smile. Even if the dustpan was damaged by dragging it so long, no one stopped it.

Zhou Xiaozheng saw that he was tired and rested for a while before he praised him, "It's very good. Ping An knows how to think today and will do what he can, which is very good."

Ping An was exaggerated and giggled, "I can call it when I grow to be as tall as Tiemu."

"That's right, we can't do dangerous and stupid things. Grandpa is going to work, you have worked hard, take it easy, don't worry."

Lin Lishan couldn't help laughing anymore. These grandparents are really fun.

Ping An looked at her and shook his head.

Even Zhou Xiaozheng couldn't help laughing out of this scene.

Happy days make time pass faster. Zhou Jiao took Zhang Guoqing to various black markets to make extra money, but she did not forget to bring things home.

In the early hours of that day, the couple who had rested for a few days began to move to a certain hutong black market again, intending to bring back some Chinese New Year supplies by the way.

As soon as she squatted down and put on the chaff, Zhou Jiao's eyelids kept jumping. She looked around suspiciously, but it was a pity that there was only a faint light on the black and pockmark, and she couldn't see clearly.

"let's go."

Zhang Guoqing looked at her in confusion.

"Something is wrong."

As soon as Zhang Guoqing heard it, he immediately rolled up things and dragged her to run.

A stall owner next to them gently approached them and said, "Young man, it is not easy for you to come from the country. How about giving it to me at a cheaper price?"

"The price cannot be less. I will charge you 300 for this sack of one hundred and ten catties, if I want to give you all."

Zhou Jiao hesitated when she saw the other party, but her eyelids throbbed harder. She turned around anxiously and was about to leave, and even followed her with Zhang Guoqing.

"Okay, I'll give you money. Why don't you let me think about such a big deal."

Zhang Guoqing picked up the money, counted them quickly, and left the things.

After walking for a long time, they are all out of the way. The other party is still following his husband and wife, and he does not care about questioning. Because Zhou Jiao's pace is getting faster and faster.

When I got out of the alley, I saw that a breakfast shop was already open not far away. Zhou Jiao ignored his thoughts, ignored the pretense, and went straight inside.

"Comrade, give me two bowls of fried liver and five pancakes."

Zhou Jiao has no shortage of food stamps in Beijing these days, and she readily took out a catty of food stamps and a dollar. I plan to taste it later. If it is delicious, I will take it home to my family as a breakfast.

Zhang Guoqing looked at the guy suspiciously when he had breakfast. Due to the large number of people, he didn't ask why they didn't set up a stall in the alley.

The couple sat down to eat breakfast slowly, not forgetting to pay attention to the movement outside. Until they finished eating and planned to leave, nothing happened.

Zhou Jiao blinked at Zhang Guoqing. Could it be a hunch that it will not work? It shouldn't be ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ As soon as she left the ghost place, her eyelids returned to normal automatically.

Zhang Guoqing smiled upon seeing this. Just as he was about to speak, his ears heard shouts from a distance, his face became stiff, and he quickly said, "I have a cramp in my leg, and I will sit down again."

In a blink of an eye, he saw that the sack that belonged to him was laid aside with a grin, and he glanced at the opponent. This person is so **** good luck, clinging to his wife's light.

"Don't run, run to catch the crime plus one more time."

"You run on the left, I'm welcome."

Soon there were shouts from the street outside, and there was also the sound of a group of people running.

Zhang Guoqing hooked his right foot and kicked the sack under the opponent's table. Seeing the other party smiling and nodding at him, he also bowed back.

I don't know if it is because of fear of people reporting or why, no one has escaped to this breakfast shop.

After almost an hour, when things settled down, the people who were **** were taken away. The couple stood up, took the packed breakfast, and left the store together.

After walking for a while, Zhang Guoqing really couldn't bear it. He turned and said, "Uncle, you won't go home with us all the time? Don't you panic with things on your back?"

"Haha, I'm just curious. Why have you been on the same road with me? I turned around the corner in front, don't tell me it's all the same again."

Zhang Guoqing cannot say the same direction even if he goes all the way. This person has been following the two of them, and the ghost knows what he thinks. If it wasn't for his wife who didn't even know him by disguising herself, he would really worry about revealing her stuff.

"Then you go first."

After speaking, Zhang Guoqing took his wife to the side to let him leave first. After going around and making sure that it is safe, the couple went to pretend to return home.

I often walk on the shore without wet shoes. After this day, shocked, the couple finally rested their feet, preparing for New Year's affairs at home.