There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Zhang Guoqing didn't know about this, otherwise he would definitely run home when he was too idle. At this time, holding Xizi's letter in his hand, after reading it, he raised his eyebrows.

"My second inquires that Mrs. Zhou is seriously ill, do you want to say hello to Dad first?"

Zhou Jiao put down her hand, hesitated for a while, and finally shook her head, "Forget it. Dad is under a lot of pressure on official business during this time, and he has been meeting non-stop every day."

Besides, what if I know? Before, her dad had been sending money to Mrs. Zhou, but she didn't see a single reply. Later, I even complained about myself.

Now I am well, and I did not notify my father and daughter when I was sick.

That's okay, the break will be more clean.

Thinking of this, Zhou Jiao picked up the book again and fell into the sea of ​​books.

Zhang Guoqing saw the bookworm leisurely soaking a cup of tea and a book all afternoon. He was so happy that she would not go out, otherwise she would walk back and forth on the beach in a swimsuit, that scene...

It is not good for a wife to be beautiful, even the conservative swimsuit can make people look straight.

Well, it's better to be at home.

As soon as Ping An entered the door, he saw his father squeezing his mother and shook his head like a little adult.

"Dad, you should care more about me."

Zhang Guoqing was happy to see his son, and immediately took over the son who rushed forward, "Where did you go to visit today? Dad wants to care about you, but I have to see you."

"Grandpa Liu." After finishing speaking, he lifted his chin in dissatisfaction, "You should buy me popsicles. You can't wrong your son for fear of your wife."

Zhang Guoqing kissed the child and said, "Son, Dad is not afraid of his daughter-in-law. Your mother is for your own good. You see, the popsicles turn into water and they are not nutritious at all. You are still young, and your stomach is still a baby's stomach. not good."

Ping An looked at him sadly, "When will I grow up? Yesterday I said that I am a small adult and should be obedient."

Zhou Jiao looked up at Zhang Guoqing's choking speechless, smiled... let you lie to your children in the future.

"Your mind is the same as the little adult, but your body is not good. Uh... Dad means that our family is safe and smart and knows a lot, but after all, it is a little baby. You can enjoy it when you are almost ten years old. Drink spicy, how happy you come."

After speaking, Zhang Guoqing saw that his son started counting time there, he quickly changed the subject, "What do you want to eat at night? Dad cooks himself."

Ping An smiled slyly, "I want you to take me hunting. I heard from my uncles that I want to go to the Bashang grassland and see the chicks." While talking, he asked unhappily, "Dad, who is the chick? Ah? Is she smarter than me? Why are my uncles laughing happily when talking about chicks."

Zhou Jiao spouted a sip of tea.

Zhang Guoqing laughed happily, "Uncles said that chicks don't refer to one person, they refer to big girls. These uncles want daughters-in-law. We only need to know about it, but don't spread it out."

"I promised Dad, you haven't promised me yet."

After listening, Zhang Guoqing squeezed his son's arm, "Now the little stone is on the target? A prospective dad will take you to hunting himself, otherwise it's boring to run with them on a hot day."

Zhou Jiao stood up and went back to the room to pull out a wooden box.

Ping An opened quickly, took out a few thick logs, put a helmet wrapped in thick cotton on them, grabbed a bag of Yuhua Stone, stepped back for a long distance, grabbed the Yuhua Stone and threw it over.

A set of movements are natural and smooth, without stopping, it can be seen that there is no less exercise.

With a "pop", the sound of the helmet... hit the black circle on the cotton cloth.

Zhang Guoqing looked aside for a while and nodded in satisfaction when he saw that he had controlled his strength freely. You must know that every time the dummy fell apart, or the cotton flew away.

"Yes. You can practice bow. From tomorrow, Dad will set up a grass target in the yard. You practice for a while every day, but you can't be tired. Rest when it hurts."

Zhou Jiao saw her son's eyes with surprise, but she was still waiting for the result with a stern face, and smiled on the side: "Your dad meant to use small stones. After you practice the bow for a few days, I will take you to hunt."

Zhang Guoqing saw his son and waited for his decision. With secret joy, I finally have the day to be the master of my son. There is a genius son who can't bear it.

He nodded, gave the child a thumbs up, and boasted: "Better than Dad. Don't worry about not having a chance to practice hands. Even if the dam is not up this time, Dad will find a chance to take you to practice hands at the end of the year."

Zhou Jiao whispered to the child: "We can't be too active for the activities to go to the dam. We will follow them when they decide the time. Do you know what this means?"

Ping An rolled her eyes, nodded, looked at the kitchen, and whispered back: "I shouldn't be a bird."

Zhang Guoqing followed his sight and felt happy. As expected of Zhou Jiaosheng, he was equally suspicious. Aunt Chen's treatment of peace is better than her grandson, and that's what makes peace to guard.

However, this temper is quite good, much stronger than himself. In the future, they will not be able to help the child along the way. They will always be able to hide their minds with doubts, and they will not be sad.

After dinner, Zhang Guoqing and Zhou Jiao set up targets in the yard, so that the children can practice bow successfully tomorrow morning.

In the study, Ping An stood on Zhou Xiaozheng’s knee and pinched his grandfather’s shoulder~www.wuxiaspot.com~Grandpa, are you comfortable? After I practice the bow, you won’t be short of meat. I think about it, don't want the bad ones. "

Zhou Xiaozheng was protecting the child, and did not tell him not to press / rub. However, after hearing his milky voice, he said that it was not delicious, so he smiled.

"They are born to fly and run on the ground. These animals have their own survival skills and may not be caught by you. You have to practice your skills. The weak and the strong... You can only win if the skills are better than others."

Ping An nodded and said, "Well, I'm learning the thirty-six strategies every day. Mom said that when I learn how to use it, I can watch Sun Tzu's art of war."

Zhou Xiaozheng patted the child, "Will you be too tired? You are too young to play if you should, don't rush to learn all at once."

"No, it's interesting."

After finishing speaking, Ping An squatted down and said in a low voice: "Grandpa Liu said on the phone today, "Boss, don't jump up and down to Laozi, and stay at ease. He called Grandma Liu and said that now is the most critical time for the second child." Don’t let the eldest be implicated in the second. I and Xiaozhi have all heard playing hide-and-seek in the living room. Grandpa, is this abandoning the **** to protect the handsome?"

Zhou Xiaozheng smiled with satisfaction, "It's interesting. At this point, you have to think, if this **** is abandoned, it is not his own son, but an outsider, what will happen to the pawn? The second question, if you To deal with the Liu family, who would you choose first?"

In the study, Zhou Xiaozheng carefully taught the children. The topic of the grandfather and grandson is beyond the understanding of four or five-year-old children. One asks carefully, and the other answers happily.

At this moment, I am afraid that even Zhang Guoqing had never thought that the baby doll that he held in his palm and followed him was so good. In other people's homes, the son is naughty and makes trouble everywhere. His eldest son is already mentally equipped and looks at the world with a smile.