There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Xiao Ping An has been annoying recently.

His mother said to accompany him on vacation, but was too busy to see anyone.

His father promised him to take him hunting during the Chinese New Year, but he ran behind his mother to become a volunteer.

And he...

Seeing the friends in the West Wing lower their heads with relish, he guarded the door with great pains.

"Ugh……"

When Mrs. Cheng came over, she heard the child sigh, and she was frightened a few steps faster: "What's wrong? Do you want to go out to play? I will let your uncles take you to play?"

Xiao Ping'an smiled and shook his head: "The adults are busy with work, so I don't want it."

"Ah, our baby is sensible. Then grandma will take you out to the door, OK?"

The little man followed his dad's way, holding up her arms with his hands falsely propped up her arms: "It's cold outside, there are ice cubes on the ground, I don't worry too much grandma goes out."

Mrs. Cheng smiled comfortingly.

"Grandma, you sit on this stool. My grandmother said to take me to the theater tonight, would you like to join me?"

"Forget it at night, I have to wait for your mother to come back and find her something to do."

Ping An didn't ask anything, he looked at her worriedly: "My mother is busy, it's very late to come back, and I have to go to the work unit before dawn, can you wait for her to come back?"

The old lady knew that the child had forgotten: "Yesterday was the last day your mother went to work. I will definitely be back early in the evening."

Ping An was overjoyed and widened her eyes in disbelief: "Really? That's great, I miss my mother, and I can't tell her and worry her."

The old lady touched his forehead paternally: "Originally, I should have rested yesterday, and I will be back today after the end. When your mother comes back, grandma will let her stay with you."

Ping An tilted her head for a moment, beckoned her to lower her head, and whispered in a low voice, "Will my father be back too? I think they took me to skate in the Hutong courtyard."

The old lady nodded again and again: "No problem, take advantage of your grandfather's business trip, you go live there for a few days. My grandma asked me to clean up first, and burn the kang by the way."

"Too grandma, you are really my good grandma! I like you so much, shall we go there together? There are so many rooms there, enough for us to live."

How could Mrs. Cheng walk away? What's more, the family of three can have a better time: "Next time, it's cold, I will wait for the warm weather before I go."

Ping An is right to think about it-it will break if you fall.

Zhou Jiao finished the task that lasted for a few days. After the handover, she didn't care about chatting with everyone, and was anxious to go home. Her father went on a business trip to the Southwest temporarily, and everyone else had their own jobs to be busy, leaving her son as a left-behind child. Last night, seeing the child curled up on her kang alone, it was really sad.

I think of the child’s message: Mom, remember to hug me to sleep at night.

Zhou Jiao began to think about finding a job that could easily commute to and from work after graduation. She can't let go without mentioning the upcoming child.

When the child is older and the situation improves, she will have no time to fight, and there is no need to neglect her for work. Especially such a caring and sensible child.

As soon as she entered the house, Zhou Jiao heard the old lady and the children laughing loudly, and when she walked to the door of the room, she also laughed.

——I saw the children knocking on their lunch boxes and washbasins in chorus, and she even raised her hands to pat and direct.

Zhou Jiao smiled and stood beside the old lady, clapping to the beat.

At the end of the song, I looked at her head on with a smile on my face safely.

Zhou Jiao gave him a thumbs up: "It's great. You are all great! Tomorrow I will prepare a few snare drums for you to play. Next year, Children's Day will definitely get a big prize."

"Auntie, really? That's great."

"Auntie, I like the little bugle."

"The drum can be hung on the waist, and you can beat it while jumping, that's good."

"It was played by a little girl, I don't like it."

"I don't like asking your mother to go, so why look for my sister Jiaojiao."

"Who is your sister? That's my little aunt."

"You're so shameless..."

Zhou Jiao just wanted to pick up her son, but before she had time to speak back, she was shocked when she saw the children arguing, and she hurriedly said, "both of them, you all. You are all good kids and you can't fight."

Mo Xiaobei's little girl's film is the most clever, and he rubs against her: "Auntie, I have a snare drum in my house, my mother is too noisy, will you also drive us away in the future."

Zhou Jiao touched Xiaoya's head amusedly: "Except during breaks, you are always welcome to come and play."

When the little girl heard this, she immediately turned and akimbo: "Stand up, take a rest!"

The children in the room reflexively stood up and lined up. There was a quick response and immediately quit: "Why can you command us?"

"Yes! I am still older."

Mo Xiaobei akimbo his hips, with a small hand pointing: "You, you, that's you. Is there any discipline? Do you understand if we soldiers want to unite, what is the size of the soldiers?"

When Zhou Jiao saw this, she covered her mouth and smirked, and looked at the old lady. She laughed so much that she could not tears from her eyes: "Where did this girl learn?"

The old lady shook her head and stopped laughing: "Look at the shelf and learn from her grandfather. Old man Mo loves to play and often comes to this trick."

"...Cough cough," Mo Xiaobei cleared his throat, "Next, everyone ran home to get the change, potatoes, sweet potatoes, snare drums and bugles. Ten minutes, no, we will have a party in Ping An's house within half an hour."

Zhou Jiao reminded: "You don't need to take the change. You are still young. Be careful of losing your money. Auntie sponsors you to hold a party. Go back and tell the adults that you will have dinner at Ping An's house in the evening."

"No! This is our own party~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Can't let adults attend."

Ping An interjected: "Xiao Bei, you go home quickly, I'll wait for you to come."

Zhou Jiao stared blankly at them all at once, and then watched her son laugh at herself happily: "Baby, why don't you like adults playing with you?"

Ping An ran outside to take a look, and then came back and said, "The adults in their family are different from ours. They will take care of them. They don't like it."

Zhou Jiao mumbled: "They are all small ancestors."

"Mom, I am not, I am the best, and I like you the most."

Zhou Jiao nodded his nose amusedly, and said to the old lady: "Auntie, let's go back to the room."

"Okay, let's go to the living room." Mrs. Cheng stood up and walked out, "Is it all right during the holiday?"

"Yes, is there something wrong?"

"It’s okay. I finally took the kids to skating for a few days of fun. During this period of time, our house is boring. We will find a time to take him to the Hutong courtyard for a few days. I will send someone there tomorrow. Burn the kang."

Zhou Jiao subconsciously looked at her son in her arms, and saw that he was looking at her face, and she moved in her heart: "Okay. I will go there tomorrow, and there is no need to find someone else. My brother used to burn the kang before, and the quilts inside are all neat. "

"mom?"

Zhou Jiao patted him comfortingly: "Will my grandma stay there for a few days? In winter, we can enjoy the snow in the study, and our grandparents can still paint."

"I was really moved by what you said. When your aunt has a vacation, I will come back to look for you." The old lady suddenly remembered that there was one missing person, "Where is Xiaowu?"

"I'm on holiday, he should be fine too."

"Bring Aunt Chen and them all over."

Zhou Jiao smiled without saying a word. She didn't dare to make a fuss about enjoying her father's treatment.