There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

At the dinner table, Zhao Chuanguang ate the steamed bun and took a sip of porridge, focusing on his two sons. The eldest son is a talented person and has already attended Harbin Institute of Technology, so he doesn't have to worry.

Looking at the youngest son for a porridge, it is utterly frivolous. How come you haven't grown up yet?

The 16-year-old Zhao Lihui was immediately seated with his father's eyes on his face, but his heart was numb. I really don't know if his dad has any bad ideas to toss himself.

"Most of this summer vacation, I will give you a task..."

Before Zhao Chuanguang finished speaking, he was immediately interrupted by a knock on the door. Zhao Lihui was so happy that he planned to thank the uninvited guest. He blinked at his eldest brother...

"God father and mother, it's me..."

"Uncle, I am safe..."

Hearing this, Zhao Lihui immediately bounced and rushed out, the stool slammed to the ground, no one paid attention, he had rushed to the door, and the family ran to the door in surprise.

"Sister, brother-in-law, Xiao Ping'an. It's really you...oh..."

Ping An was picked up by him, chuckled with joy, hugged Zhao Lihui's neck tightly, and complained with Zhao Liyang, who was touching his head, "Uncle, didn't you write to me?"

Zhao Liyang: "My eldest uncle has been so busy these months, I'm thinking of visiting you during the New Year."

"Well, I forgive you."

Zhao Liyang happily laughed and said, "Thank you, my nephew! Can I take you to play?"

Zhao Lihui immediately said: "Brother, let's take Xiao Ping An to grandpa's house and let them see what a beautiful doll is."

"Uncle, I am a man, not a milk doll..."

Over there, Huang Huimin pulled Zhou Jiao and pressed it on the stool, complaining: "Why didn't you tell us to pick you up? Are you exhausted?" He didn't wait for her to answer and walk to the kitchen.

Zhou Jiao hurriedly followed after seeing this.

On the side, Zhao Chuanguang patted Zhang Guoqing on the shoulder with a smile, boasting: "Good boy, good job! Your uncle Wang and others have praised me many times, keep working hard!"

Zhang Guoqing smiled and said, "Goddaddy, I'm still far behind. How's your time going? The prince didn't bother you, right?"

Zhao Chuanguang smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry! Who is your godfather?"

"How many uncles?"

Zhao Chuanguang looked at his caring gaze and smiled happily: "It's all very good! How many days are you coming back this time?"

"I don't know what's going on at home, I'll go back and have a look first."

"I went to the county town some time ago. Your parents are doing well, they still live in the small courtyard alone. Your second brother goes by three times a day, and your eldest brother is still in the provincial capital. You can wait a moment and have a look."

Zhang Guoqing smiled gratefully and nodded. Zhao Chuanguang treated himself the same as his son, saying between them that the gratitude was too light and too strange.

Thinking of something, he patted his forehead annoyedly, and ran to lift a big sack. This was still a gift specially prepared for Zhao Chuanguang when he smuggled out on the way. Otherwise, he wouldn't be too tired to get on and off with such a big sack of treasure.

Zhang Guoqing opened the mouth of the bag, blinked at Zhao Chuanguang, smiled and took out a 20-jin wine jar with mud residue on it. Sure enough, Zhao Chuanguang laughed happily.

"God, look at what's inside? I was buried in the yard the year I went to the capital. This will be effective. You remember that you can only drink a small cup a day."

Zhao Chuanguang heard the words and opened the seal on the mouth of the wine jar, and a strong smell of medicinal wine came up, and the whole living room was filled with fragrance. He stretched his head and looked in, then glanced at Zhang Guoqing in surprise.

Zhang Guoqing smiled and whispered to him in his ear: "I got the tiger whip that year, plus the inventory at home, I asked Mr. Wang to prepare medicinal materials for me. This time I opened two altars and buried them underground."

Zhao Chuanguang remembered that the child sent a tuo of tigers to him that year, and he was not surprised at all that he would not try his best to get something good.

He touched the wine jar distressedly, "Can your dad drink twenty catties by himself?"

Zhang Guoqing laughed happily, knowing that he was worried about the wine in the hands of the old man, he quickly comforted: "Don't be afraid, it is still buried at home, I will bring it to you after you finish drinking. I will come here this time and go to Mr. Wang's house. Trip, there may be something to gain."

"Forget it, it's too troublesome. You can't do enough for the two of us. Did your dad pretend to give you Uncle Wang and the others?" Seeing Zhang Guoqing nodding, Zhao Chuanguang cautiously walked into the house holding the wine jar. When I look back, I will also install a catty or two for your four uncles, and I have to hide the rest."

Zhang Guoqing smiled and shook his head, and shouted at the two brother-in-laws in the room beside him: "What are you doing inside? Come out first."

Zhao Liyang took the first step and went out safely, and said with a smile, "Brother-in-law, we can't blame us for hiding from you. I'm really worried that my nephew is drunk after hearing about this alcohol."

"Shhh... don't talk outside."

Zhao Liyang smiled and nodded, watching him take something from the sack, and quickly said: "Brother-in-law, don't take it, save it for my nephew. We don't eat snacks when we are so old."

Zhang Guoqing scolded with a smile, "Little kid pretending to be an adult."

"Brother-in-law, I am eighteen."

"In my eyes, you are still a kid at eighty!"

Ping'an giggled with joy.

Zhang Guoqing took out two cans of malted milk extract, two bags of milk powder, and a large bag of packaged chocolate, and asked Zhao Lihui to hide them in their house and eat slowly.

"Brother-in-law, these good things are safe..."

Ping An didn't wait for him to finish, and said with a smile: "Uncle, my dad brought it from far away for you. I still have some at home."

Zhao Lihui joked: "Don't you feel bad?"

"I don't feel distressed at all for my uncle. Others can't do it." After Ping An said, he urged him worriedly, "These things are expensive, so don't give them to outsiders."

"My nephew is so smart, and my uncle is not stupid!"

Ping An smiled and watched him take him away, but his heart was distressed. Secretly told myself that the second grandfather's house is different from others. He has eaten a lot of things they sent over~www.wuxiaspot.com~Well, his grandfather talked about courtesy!

Zhang Guoqing carried the remaining large bag of flour to the kitchen.

The noodles in the pan in the kitchen were tumbling. Huang Huimin kept busy with her hands. She could still talk to Zhou Jiao. Seeing him come in with something, she didn't say anything. She pointed to the cellar and asked him to put it inside.

Without her instructions, Zhang Guoqing had already opened the cellar, took four dried noodles from the bag and put them on the stool, and put the flour in the vat in the cellar.

"Why are there so many things this time? Is there enough food at home?"

Zhang Guoqing clapped his hands and said with a smile: "There is nothing to eat if you don't have enough. Godmother, I'll give you four gifts. Your girl won't suffer when you marry me, right?"

Huang Huimin laughed happily and nodded repeatedly.

Zhou Jiao smiled and said, "Godmother, don't listen to him. I heard my aunt and grandma said that apart from the capital, the rations from other places are still very nervous, so we went to the black market to buy some back. Why didn't you tell me the truth in your letter?"

Huang Huimin smiled and shook his head, "Our family can still pay. At first, your godfather couldn't buy anything when he went to the country. Later, Liu Laosan helped, plus the family father's subsidy, and the food was not bad."

Zhang Guoqing had a meal in his hand, "Didn't the countryside dissolve the canteen last year and divide it into private land? How could it be impossible to buy it? You can still buy coarse grains in the suburbs of Beijing."

"There should be regional differences. I heard that we have had a bumper harvest this year in the countryside, but there is not much left after paying the public grain. There are also several villages close to the provincial capital, and each family gets a few cents of their own land. How much? Some production teams have tasked pigs. The current situation of food shortage cannot be solved for the time being. It can only be better than the previous two years."

Zhang Guoqing glanced at Zhou Jiao.

Zhou Jiao shook her head slightly. She knew what he was worried about. Regarding Zhangjiacun, they should go back and have a look. Her godmother stayed in the provincial capital every day and did not go to the countryside.