There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Under the soft orange light, Zhou Jiao sat in the nursery with arms folded and knees bent, watching Aunt Sun orderly soaking milk powder, changing diapers, and breastfeeding for the child...

Xiao Ping'an by her side also seemed to learn her posture, snuggling next to her. After a while, he asked softly: "Mom is reluctant to bear on June 1 and 51?"

Zhou Jiao answered him quietly: "I can't bear the three of you. Your brothers are the most pitiful. I used to be with you 24 hours a day."

"I will accompany my brothers for my mother in the future."

"Okay, but I will come back to accompany you when I come back in the future. It will be fine when I go to work, then I will have time to grow up with you."

Aunt Sun arranged the children, listened to the conversation between their mothers, and couldn't help smiling and beckoning to them.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Jiao stood up and led Ping An and quietly approached. The children had fallen asleep peacefully. Seeing two small sleeps, she felt disappointed.

"Mom, you take me to sleep."

Fortunately, there is another one who needs herself, Zhou Jiao nodded happily. Immediately he was amused by his hypocrisy. The children really want to cry, can they still go to school at ease?

"Mom, you open the door of my room, and I can hear my brothers when they cry." Ping An, who was lying on his own bed, warned again.

"Okay. Mom will leave when you fall asleep." Zhou Jiao nodded her son's nose. This little lazy pig couldn't even wake up when he fell asleep, and he could hear it when he cried.

Before the bed, Zhou Jiao hummed a little song and patted her son gently, while thinking about many chores in her mind over and over. Habits have become natural for many years, and even this sensitive little guy didn't realize that she was absent-minded.

Compared with those things in the Liang family, the one she worries about most is her two younger sons. It hasn't been three months yet, and I don't know if it will be different from ordinary people.

Having had the experience before Ping An, Zhou Jiao couldn't give up the children and go to work. All the motivation for her efforts is not for the safety of her family?

Alas...life is finally full of choices.

After sighing, Zhou Jiao smiled comfortedly at her son who fell asleep at one point. I hope the two younger ones can be as worry-free as their elder brother.

After leaving the safe room, Zhou Jiao gently closed the door for her, seeing Aunt Sun lying on the bed next door. Out of the living room, none of the family members have come back.

For a while, she didn't want to enter the room either, and stood alone in the yard and looked up to the sky.

Zhang Guoqing, who was pulled out to watch a movie by his friends, looked at the black and white pictures on the white cloth and listened to the lively conversations all around. It was obviously lively, but he always felt very lonely.

At the most exciting part of the plot, it started to go around and gradually became quiet. He was worried about his wife and found an excuse to slip through the urethra.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw Zhou Jiao looking up at the sky, jokingly: "Is it sunny tomorrow?"

"The movie is over? Why haven't you heard anything?"

"They are still in the auditorium." Zhang Guoqing took her shoulders, "Are the children asleep?"

Zhou Jiao knew he had sneaked back and nodded with a smile.

"Are you interested in going out for a walk? There are few pedestrians on the road very quiet tonight."

This idea is very good!

After closing the courtyard door, the couple walked along the path leading to the small park for five destinations. In the moonlight, crickets and frogs serenade.

Xi Xi took a deep breath as the cool breeze blew, and all his irritability disappeared in an instant.

"Sometimes I stop, and encounter may be more beautiful. The moonlight is more than today." Zhang Guoqing said softly in his words.

"This life is a compact life, and a relaxed life. The problems that I feel extremely troubled today may be solved tomorrow."

"Seventeen to twenty-three years old, what a wonderful time, we are busy having children, busy going to school, busy worrying about the unknown, adding invisible pressure and responsibility to ourselves, but forgetting to be kind to ourselves."

"Daughter-in-law, it's time to slow down."

Zhou Jiao, who walked side by side with him, sighed secretly. Why didn't she know that she was too nervous? But life never taught her how to play in time.

The sense of urgency and crisis is like she brought her own copy when she was born, always coming oncoming with her breath and breath.

"You are no longer you. You have parents who love you, and lovers who love you so much. You are as beautiful as an angel. If you step up quickly, where is the end? What can it bring you?"

With Zhang Guoqing's why? Zhou Jiao looked into the distance blankly...Yes, there is no shortage of food, clothing, housing and transportation. No more staying up all night for tuition; no more working around for living expenses; no more fear of safety; no more...

So why is she upset now? Why do you always feel the sense of oppression and crisis coming like a tide?

Zhang Guoqing stretched out his hand and held her hand, and whispered as he walked: "The child is born and the university is also enrolled. We have completed the major events in life thirty years ago in six years. What about the next six years?"

The moonlight is too beautiful, and the deep and deep voice in her ears is magnetic and gentle, like the attraction of gravity, which makes Zhou Jiao fall into deep thought every second.

The bewitching Zhang Guoqing looked at his wife distressedly. A lot of words during her pregnancy, he did not want to affect the mood of pregnant women. Now it is time to remind.

"The married man dresses and eats." In addition to basic survival, he is actually confident that he can build a safe house for his beloved woman~www.wuxiaspot.com~ instead of watching her work hard and secretly plan.

The so-called "Hui Ji will hurt." It is nothing more than overuse of the brain and exhaustion of blood. And this fool? After more than five years of meticulous feeding, the pregnancy with twins was not an ordinary effort, and it was really badly injured.

In the weather of August and September, when her son called out the heat, she was already wearing long sleeves, and she was covered with a thin quilt at night. How can such a physique live long?

In particular, it made Zhang Guoqing's heart frightened—his wife actually said that he would go home to send her mother's milk every day. It’s okay to be in school at ordinary times, what if an internship? So the sons are all debts. Where is the milk his wife squeezed out? It is clearly blood!

"Okay, we don't want to." Zhang Guoqing squeezed his small hand and pointed to the front, "Wait for me."

Without waiting for Zhou Jiao to reply, she watched him run away from sight, glanced behind her, she could only wander slowly in the direction where he left.

After a while, Zhang Guoqing, who was running like a wind, hugged her and ran, "Shhh, don't make a sound, run."

Zhou Jiao listened confusedly, and was led by him subconsciously.

Going home quickly, she was panting under the street lamp and found him holding a bald red rose.

"It's a pity that I didn't bring scissors. The time was too rushed to pick the flowers." Zhang Guoqing smiled happily, "Does it look like a rose? A wife gave it to you."

Zhou Jiao took it with both hands with open eyes and smiled silly at him.

"Isn't it very touched? I didn't act well at the flower show that day. A few days ago, Old Man Yi even showed off with me and finally succeeded."

"I heard that the queen of rose gave it to the old man. If he learns about it, I won't have to fight you hard. Go, let's go home and secretly put it in the house."

Zhang Guoqing looked at his smiling daughter-in-law, how could he care about Father Yi? He secretly decided in his heart, which day the temple of heaven would make a bunch of flowers to make his wife happy.