There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

In the carriage, Father Zhang leaned there, sipping tea in the kettle leisurely, watching several grandsons whispering to each other, and hearing his wife say so, he shook his head and smiled.

If he guessed correctly, the old son is planning to take them on a beach camping trip. Before in his hometown, the old son said to find a quiet place for two days.

Zhang Guofu sitting in the front of the car and the uncle driving the car smiled at each other.

"It's almost here, isn't your brother going to tell your mother?"

Zhang Guofu smiled and said: "This will definitely be said, he is afraid my mother will talk about him."

Sure enough, Zhang Guoqing's voice came: "Mother, our family will go to my Uncle Wang's house to visit relatives. The weather will be good, just to catch the sea. I haven't seen him in a few years, and I don't know how his house is?"

"Oh...Oh, go to your Uncle Wang's house. Then why don't you say it earlier, mother should prepare something. Okay, I have not left relatives for so many years, so I have to go."

Zhang Guofu smiled and shook his head. His family is shrewd at a young age, and this lie sounds like the truth. That is, his mother is always clever and knows how to cooperate.

Zhang Guoqing in the carriage gave his mother a thumbs up. Really worthy of his mother! Just smart!

Mother Zhang smiled triumphantly at him.

Seeing this scene, Zhang father was choked by the tea in his mouth. He just said, what an honest farmer he is, he gave birth to such a ghostly son, it seems to follow the child.

"Grandpa, let's not drink tea, and popsicles will quench our thirst." Ping An quickly patted Father Zhang on the back and whispered.

Why tap it? Ever since he watched the **** bear vs. the wild boar, he always wanted to shoot people. But this is his own father, he is really going to make a big deal, what should I do?

Ping An felt that it was not easy for him. He is a better character than Zhang Ga, but he was born at an untimely time. If there are little devil here, he can become a hero with just a shot!

Maybe you can get a little general, just like his grandfather, you can also eat special confessions, you have a car when you go out, and a few uncles take care of themselves.

Father Zhang covered his mouth with a smile, and shook his head repeatedly.

"Then take a break. Can I tell you a story to relieve the boredom?" Ping An glanced at the long pipe next to him, "Grandpa, smoking is harmful to your health, let's not smoke, I can't stand chewing candy."

Next to him, Zhang Ziwen joked: "We are safe and filial, but we can't tell the stories in the villain. Those grandpas have heard of it. It's boring."

Ping An smiled disapprovingly after hearing this, and these little things didn't bother him.

In addition to "Little Speaker", the three current radio stations also have "Fiction Serial Broadcasting" and "Pingshu Simulcast" at 12:30 noon and 17:30 in the evening.

Don’t have too many stories! It's just that the **** explained that the content of emperors, generals, talented men and beautiful ladies is not suitable for propaganda from his own mouth. He just pretended to be stupid to avoid trouble.

Xiao Ping'an sat on the ground and cleared his throat, and clapped his hands: "I will give everyone a piece of "Lin Haixueyuan" today. Would you please give me some applause first?"

On the side, Mother Zhang was happily reluctant to talk to her old son. She immediately applauded and shouted: "What are you doing stupidly, applause!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the carriage burst into laughter and bursts of applause. With such a big movement, Zhou Jiao and others on the carriage behind were surprised to crane their necks and look out.

"Speaking of us northeast..."

The immature and clear voice from the carriage gradually disappeared as he opened the scene, and even the horseman who drove behind followed closely behind.

"...*, disguised as a dead man, Hu Biao. This Hu Biao is the adjutant horse feeder of another bandit, Xu Da Ma Bang... and sent out the information he found out..."

Father Zhang looked at his grandson proudly. Compared to the radio he often listens to, his grandson is more powerful. From the beginning to the present, it will take a few hours, not even a squat, and a few jokes can be added.

When you tell a story, you should say it loudly, and you can also bring your own expressions with the characters in the story. A set of sets, did not watch it so that the wife and they all listened fascinated. If it wasn't for the sound of milk and milk, who could guess that this is a five-year-old?

It's not that Zhang Dad and Wang Po are selling melons-self-selling and boasting. Even Zhang Guoqing suppressed his laughter, watching his son with admiration in his eyes.

The little man can speak clearly, circumnavigating a "Take the Tiger Mountain out of Wisdom" up and down. The characters depicted are so life-like. Even he himself is not necessarily better than the children's narration.

After speaking safely, the carriage also arrived at the destination fishing village.

Zhang Guoqing saw the children surrounding Ping An inquiring, worried that the children would say more, and quickly said: "Get your stuff, next target beach!"

Ping An hurriedly shouted: "Brothers, remember to bring a tent and bucket."

Xizi scratched his head, "Little thing."

"Uncle, you go straight, and you will arrive at the next intersection for a hundred meters in the direction of the mountain."

The uncle who drove the car responded loudly and moved on.

Ten minutes later, seeing the Wang family, Zhang Guoqing stopped the carriage, and he left to look for Uncle Wang. The meeting has not yet established a commune, and I don’t know how the Wang family is now?

Fortunately, Aunt Wang also knew this tall, handsome and generous young man~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After all, the young man and his party had rounded up several stocks, and even his crab pool was emptied. It is hard to forget!

"Auntie, where is my uncle?"

"Quickly come in and sit. I haven't seen you for several years. You don't know that my family has no crabs? Your uncle is also a fisherman, and he will be back tomorrow morning when he goes out to sea."

Zhang Guoqing roughly guessed that this would be the case. It is impossible for a private farm to allow you to exist, so it is not disappointed. As long as there are fishing boats going out to sea, even if they have to be handed over to the fishing grounds, the fishermen always have fish that slip through the net, and these are enough for them to relieve their greed.

"Do you want to buy dry goods? Every family will go to sea." Aunt Wang glanced in front of him, "So many people came with you?"

Zhang Guoqing smiled and nodded, "My father, mother, brother and sister-in-law are in the family, I plan to stay here for two days."

Aunt Wang understood as soon as she heard it, she quickly said, "Then I will go to the captain and say hello to him, my family is here."

"Thank you auntie."

"Thank you, I call my old son to accompany you. He still remembers you." After Aunt Wang said, she called out the son who was in the house to entertain the guests, and hurried to the captain's house.

Although I have been sleeping on the beach in the past two days, I still have to trouble Wang's cooking for food or anything, so the ox cart that Zhou Jiao rode in was loaded with a lot of flour, cornmeal, and some game.

Since such a big family came to the Wang family, Zhou Jiao would definitely not let the Wang family suffer, so in addition to the extra rations, she also prepared a lot of gifts.

Wang Laoyao smiled with joy when he saw Zhang Guoqing. Last time this elder brother came here, he made a fortune so that he can go to school. This time he doesn't have to worry about the tuition fees of his brothers and sisters.

The two brothers Zhang Guoqing moved the two bags to the outside house. Seeing how messy people were, they directly asked Wang Laoyao to take them to camp on the beach.