There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

"Little Five... Little Five..."

As soon as Zhang Guoqing had lunch, he heard Yi Jiefang yelling and screaming, and there were several people's footsteps. He hurried out of the living room.

Seeing his friends running over in the scorching sun, he raised his eyebrows and said jokingly: "Is being chased by a dog. Didn't I say that I can't come in the morning? What kind of drama is this?"

Yi Jiefang rolled his eyes and pointed to the West Wing.

Zhang Guoqing smiled and nodded.

Wan Dayong wiped his sweat, and said viciously: "The ghost knows what Da Yi sings. As soon as he runs over, let us come here to gather first."

Ding Datou immediately said: "If there is no reasonable explanation, you kid be careful!"

Geng Dasheng had followed Yi Jiefang a long time ago, and he didn't forget to turn his head and say to Zhang Guoqing: "Little Five, give us something to quench our thirst."

"Yes, where's your wife? It's good to let her have the crushed ice last time."

"Brother Dayong, run..."

Zhang Guoqing watched nonchalantly as the self-talking people sneaked into the west wing, shook his head, resignedly took a knife, went to Shuijing and carried the remaining half of the watermelon into the west wing.

"Jiaojiao go to her sister-in-law, and eat first. Sorry, buddy."

Wan Dayong looked at him with a non-smiling expression, trembling, "Don't! Panicked, talk well. Why didn't you go behind your wife's **** today?"

Ding Datou: "That's enough, I was disgusted."

Geng Dasheng immediately inserted a knife: "Who makes his wife pick up every day when she comes back."

Yi Jiefang laughed with joy. That!

Zhou Guoqing looked at these bad friends speechlessly, "My friends, can we still play happily?"

"You guy who cares more about **** than friends, still want to play happily! Tell me honestly how much stock is left?" Wan Dayong finished with a pun and looked at him provocatively.

"There should be a lot. Xiaowu will give brother something delicious."

After hearing this, Wan Dayong kicked Yi Jiefang, cursing: "It deserves to be a cucumber egg!"

"A gentleman speaks but doesn't move his hands." Yi Jiefang grabbed a slice of watermelon and jumped quickly.

Zhang Guoqing doesn't have a hobby of letting others make fun of his husband and wife's boudoir. He changed the subject and asked, "Does Dayi have arrangements?"

Hearing what he said, everyone stared at Yi Jiefang.

Yi Jiefang gnawed the watermelon slowly and spit out the seeds. Seeing that they were getting impatient in waiting, he said, "I'm going back to my hometown these two days. Would you like to book tickets for you?"

"Semester will start in half a month. Is there enough time to come and go?"

"No money! Don't go!"

"Fart, don't you go back."

Zhang Guoqing listened to their discussion and saw Yi Jiefang look at him and shook his head. Fortunately, Zhou Jiao's plan to go to the south did not have time to mention with Da Yi, otherwise he would not be scolded by him.

"You really don't go?"

Zhang Guoqing suggested: "Why don't you go back to celebrate the New Year during the winter vacation. Now you have to accompany your grandma for a day or two and come back in the past."

Yi Jiefang hesitated for a while, nodded and said, "It's okay. If you don't go there, I'll forget it, let my elder brother go back by himself."

Zhang Guoqing was secretly happy. If things go well, you can go south with him at the end of the year. It is much easier to have a local acquaintance.

In order to reward the brothers, he smiled and said, "I will go back to my hometown these few days, are you going?"

To his surprise, several people shook their heads. He asked curiously: "What? Do you have other arrangements?"

It was Geng Dasheng who told the truth, "We asked a fellow in the Northeast, where it’s hard to eat meat right now, and the mountains are almost scraped. It’s no use to go there. The travel expenses are enough for us to go to several restaurants."

Zhang Guoqing didn't force it either. It cost a lot to go back and forth. Last time, he could still take the military train. This time it was he who paid the fare, and they would not agree.

Wan Dayong blinked at him and said with a smile: "The main thing is that I don't want to disturb your young couple."

Zhang Guoqing said to him sternly: "My buddy, listen to my persuasion. With a knife on your head, it's time to adopt your heart and nurture your heart."

Wan Dayong put away his smiling face, stared at him for a while, and nodded seriously.

With his understanding of Zhang Guoqing, the other party's Zhenger eight classics can change the inadvertent words of the past, and that should not be taken lightly.

Zhang Guoqing smiled at him slightly. Everyone is smart, and it seems that he should know it. There is no unventilated wall in this world. If a villain exposes the messy relationship between men and women, Mr. Wan will not be able to save it.

Feeling the subtle atmosphere, Yi Jiefang rolled his eyes, "Do you want to return to your hometown this time?"

"I want, I don't even go back, I think I will forget what happened to my hometown."

"How long is this time?"

"It's only ten days at most."

Geng Dasheng: "Bring more goods back when you have it."

Zhang Guoqing smiled and nodded.

"Come back and take a telegram, we will pick you up at the station."

Yi Jiefang pretended to hold his chest and pointed at Wan Dayong, "You, you are so unjust, why have you never picked me up?"

"Fuck off! I'm disgusting."

Everyone burst into laughter at them.

At this time, a couple came in again, watching Fang Fei's wife Yi Shumin, who was cautiously supporting her belly, and everyone was even more happy.

Yi Jiefang raised his eyebrows to several friends, jokingly said: "Brother Xiaofei, you must be the modern man."

"That's! You guys learn a little bit." Fang Fei replied indifferently~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Waiting for his wife to sit down, and quickly took a piece of watermelon to her.

Zhang Guoqing looked at him funny, "Why didn't you go to work today?"

"It's a shift. What else you have to eat at home, bring it to your sister-in-law."

Yi Shumin immediately smiled and said, "Don't listen to him. Watermelon is enough. How about Jiaojiao?"

"Your sister-in-law is too boring at home, go and call your wife over."

Zhang Guoqing looked at his watch, "She is coming back soon. Sister-in-law, should I go to the study to take a break?"

Yi Shumin knew he was worried about being uncomfortable, and smiled and shook his head, "No. I just want to join in the fun, you guys play with you."

After listening to Zhang Guoqing, he didn't say much, and several people said to Wan Dayong: "Should we play poker, or the old rules?"

"Yes. There is no good place to go in this weather."

Four people here went into battle, squeezed to see the cards, Zhang Guoqing watched them settle down, went out to the room and grabbed a dish of jerky and gave it to Yi Shumin.

It's really not easy for pregnant women these years, as thin as a big belly. If this is your own wife, you can't wait to cut the meat for her. He despised Fang Fei, who was able to play vigorously.

This buddy must be scolded by his wife at night!

Yi Shumin smiled brilliantly, "Keep it for Xiao Ping'an."

"You're welcome, I'll just eat..." Halfway through the words, surprise appeared on his face, "Jiaojiao is back."

Yi Shumin watched him run away quickly, smiled happily, turned his head and glanced at the silly own man who was holding cards, his eyes rolled.

Ok. It seems to have to be remodeled!

Fang Fei suddenly felt horrified, and subconsciously raised his head and looked at his wife, smiled at her, saw her smile back, glanced at the jerky on her hand, and breathed a sigh of relief.

illusion! It must be an illusion!

This time the card was good, so he said, he is lucky.