There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Here the Yi family toasts to celebrate, while the Zhou family over there is not lost.

Entering the door from the compound, Zhou Jiao was still a little curious, why didn't her man come to meet her at the door? It's just that the coming of Miao Zhicheng can't drag him down.

"Dangdang...Welcome our heroine home." Zhang Guoqing sprang out from the door, "Son, it's time to plant flowers."

The shredded colored paper was spilled from the hands of the two live treasure father and son to Zhou Jiao who came in, and the family members who were onlookers laughed.

"Mom, are you happy?"

Zhou Jiao bent over to pick up the child and took the small bamboo basket in his hand, "Thank you son, it's so grand."

"I wanted to set off firecrackers, but it's a pity..."

Zhou Xiaozheng, with a smile on his face, saw that the trouble was over and beckoned, "Eat first."

"Mom, Grandma Chen cooked a lot of your favorite dishes today. She said that you are too courageous, and even the enemy agents dare to catch them, saying that she wants to supplement you and be careful."

Listening to her son's broken thoughts, Zhou Jiao nodded repeatedly, looked at Miao Zhicheng in front, and smiled: "Brother Zhicheng, sorry, I can't pick you up at the station."

"What will I pick up?" Miao Zhicheng smiled, "Congratulations to cousin, but you still need to be careful in the future."

"Okay, thank you Zhicheng."

Zhou Jiao handed the things to her father, washed his hands and ran to see the twins.

"Da Yile is stupid, right?"

"I told him just now, he will look for you tomorrow."

Zhang Guoqing nodded, "He almost couldn't hold back some time ago. I guess he will ask before the beginning of school." Then he pointed to May Day, "Look at the youngest."

The child is fine! White and fat, with swarthy eyes, he is clever at first glance. Zhou Jiao looked at him suspiciously.

"We don't think about it every day. Today Zhicheng came over and shouted, "How come you look like a cousin? You see, don't you? He grows up day by day, and he really looks more like you."

Zhou Jiao looked around at the two white buns, but still couldn't tell. Fat toot, where is like yourself? A pair of pears with a smile is genetic.

At the dinner table, Zhou Jiao looked at her father from time to time while listening to everyone talking. Her three sons are going to inherit their grandfather's growing troubles, so they can just think about it.

"Xiao Wu, take these certificates and medals in the afternoon, wash a few more photos, and send them to your mother, your godmother, and others, so that they will also be happy."

Zhang Guoqing really meant this, and he nodded cheerfully after hearing the words of his mother-in-law.

On the side, Miao Zhicheng sighed: "A few years ago, someone from our commune got second-class merit in the army, but that was a lot of people who went to beat the gongs and drums, but it was a pity that they were in the city this time."

What is the pity that the honest man said? Everyone knew it well and laughed happily. Who cares about these formal things?

But let alone, Miao Zhicheng was half accurate.

In the northeastern county seat, Daddy Zhang finished pushing Tai Chi early in the morning, chatted with a few old buddies, and slowly followed the old man in the front yard home.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw his wife looking up at the sky. He looked up curiously, "My child, what the fuck?"

"What do you think we are doing in Xiao Wu? This is the beginning of school, and I don't know how to eat at school? I don't know how the twins are? I wonder if it will be meticulous to others?"

"Oh, I still dreamed that Jiaojiao called my mother to come soon in the morning. Do you think they are busy? Brother Zhou and his wife are at home all night. Can they take care of the children? How about our safety?"

Daddy Zhang was muttered by his wife. School has been around for a few days, but don’t you care about the children? He knows more than his wife. Brother Zhou and the couple are not just at home at night. Sometimes they have to travel suddenly, so they really don't care about the children.

He hesitantly asked: "Or, I'll take care of the house, tomorrow you will go to the capital?"

Mother Zhang gave him a white look, "My second child's house has a big belly, can I walk away? It's almost winter, and I need more stuff for cat winter. We Xiaowu and Ping An like dried beans, I have to dry more. If you have dried vegetables and mushrooms, you have to dry them and send them. Daddy, can you share some pork from someone's wedding?"

Father Zhang looked at his wife amused. He thought he was going to set off after saying so much. Now that he is doing well, he worries him, and she turns the topic around again.

"Really not going?"

"Hey, I can't leave. We Xiaowu should make arrangements, right?" Mother Zhang is not sure, "Master Jiaojiao still has a dumb aunt, and Mrs. Cheng, should it be all right?"

Father Zhang looked at his wife's worried eyes, what else can you say? He smiled comfortingly: "Xiao Wu told me that I was too busy to take a telegram."

"You see if you split the family, you will still worry about their children with children. No, how well our family raises them. Don't worry! When the second child is born, I will accompany you to see the grandson."

"It's not the same, then Jiaojiao will be at home." Mother Zhang said here and waved her hand, "Forget it, let's do this for now. I want to go back to the village today, are you going?"

"Then it needs to be said?" After Zhang said, he thought for a while, "have you talked to the second child? This time I didn't come back so quickly, and several backyards have to be cleaned up."

"My second child made me do what I want. It's not that his daughter-in-law has never given birth to a child. I heard it too. I had to go to the ground before. It's better to go back to the village earlier to prepare something."

Daddy Zhang nodded after hearing it. After drinking polenta with my wife and eating three two-sided noodle buns, Zhang Luo returned to the village.

As Zhangjiacun’s life has been much better in the past two years, there have been more large and small yards at the foot of Beishan Mountain. When Father Zhang and the old couple entered the village, the team was already at work, and there was silence everywhere, but few people came forward to say hello.

Mother Zhang looked around and sighed: "It hasn't been thirty years since there are so many yards here. You used to stand in front of your house and you can look at the intersection, now..."

"This shows that Feng Shui is good~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After talking, the old couple didn't enter the house after passing through the old courtyard. They bypassed Zhang Lao Er's courtyard, stood in Zhang Guoqing's courtyard, and opened the lock to enter.

Since they often come back, the courtyard is not desolate at all. After several years, the grape rack in the front yard has become an old vine with dense purple grapes hanging on it.

The fruit trees transplanted by Zhang Guoqing in the backyard also grew sturdily. The red shaguo and red dates under the green vegetables and beans on the ground looked even more attractive.

Every time Zhang Father came in, he felt that his old son was really destined to be blessed. At the beginning of a wasteland, who could have expected such a bumper harvest.

Didn't he see that the fruit tree transplanted by his second child was dead, or there were no fruits on the tree? When it comes to meticulous care, Father Zhang will blush for his old son.

"Still planning to sell?"

Father Zhang nodded. No matter how small a mosquito's leg is, it is meat! He had inquired that if he saved a few more years, he would be able to buy a small courtyard in the capital for Ping An with RMB 3,000.

He is not worried about twins. The Wujin Dayuan and the Hutong yard given by Mrs. Cheng must be the two brothers in the future. But whether his family can accept the yard from his daughter-in-law is not certain.

There are some things that he can't make too clear to his wife.

After being so tossed by the old son in recent years, it is estimated that the young couple don't have much money in their hands. Otherwise, his elder son would not accept the thousand yuan.

The daughter-in-law is good, but she doesn't know how to manage the family, and she still has too much money. Even if I go to work next year, relying on the salary of two people, it is estimated that it will be enough.

Brother Zhou said that the three children will be divided equally in the future, but who knows the future? He has to save more money for his grandson according to his own mind.

Dad Zhang secretly poked his own small abacus, not even the person beside the pillow Zhang's mother, let alone Zhang Guoqing and Zhou Jiao's couple.