There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Under the starry night sky, a group of people were sitting on the grass, a wild goat was roasting on the campfire not far away, and a large pot on top of it murmured from the smell of meat.

The honest and sincere student Mu's smile flickered, "...There is a farmer's market in the town, and you can buy a lot of good things after dawn..."

"...Open the market, and there will be more sheep raising. My family has a lot more this year... The summer is hot, or I will send it to you in winter..."

"... Watermelon, that's a lot... Wild fruits are worthless and no one buys..."

Not far away, Zhou Jiao listened to the other side's words one after another in a dazed manner. Is this the age or the future that I am in?

"...People from the county communes have come to persuade them to return to their hometown... Habits become natural, and this is also their hometown... Relatives and friends have defected..."

"...It's no better than before. With a military camp, it's safer here...The population is several times larger...When I was a child, I could still hear howling wolf..."

Pregnant woman Yi Shumin stretched her body, Zhou Jiao lay down behind her back, "It's really nice here. If it wasn't for Xiao Fei to leave, I would like to work here."

Zhou Jiao smiled without answering. It's okay to live for a few days occasionally, but it's another experience to really live a herdsman life for a long time.

Not to mention, without Zhang Guoqing's good skills, it is impossible to eat meat every day.

The bleating lambs in the sheepfold are a hope for the next year. Except for distinguished guests, who is willing to enter? There are also severe winters, is it not a big test for herders?

People, it's not easy for anyone to live in this world. But some people hide their wounds in their hearts, and some people are used to getting sympathy and funding.

"When are you going to send Liuyi brothers to the nursery school?"

Zhou Jiao laughed, "Your topic has turned far enough."

"Hahaha... This time I will bring Crescent Moon with me if I am not pregnant. The child should stay with me. I think Brother Liuyi is so smart that you can't do without your teaching."

"You are purely other people's food is particularly fragrant. Isn't your Crescent Moon also very clever? I heard Grandma Fang said that she knew not to play with children with runny nose when she was so old."

"I don't know who is this girl? It's very domineering, but it's really fun now. She sings with her hands every day, and she knows to wear a small handkerchief..."

Zhou Jiao smiled knowingly when she heard her talk about the advantages of her child. Sure enough, a happy mood can relax people, and no longer worry about whether there is a baby boy in the belly? no more……

In the early morning of the next day, a group of people wandered into the county with the production team's ox cart.

Just after stopping, Zhang Guoqing took out the baby carrier from his backpack and hugged the twins with Zhou Jiao's help. He looked at the eldest son apologetically, "How about dad carrying you?"

Aunt Sun turned around in a hurry, "I will look at the child and give me one."

Ping shook his head and giggled with joy, "Grandma Sun, my dad wants you to play with ease."

This EQ is really high! Old Mrs. Cheng smiled at each other with Zhou Jiao, and persuaded: "Okay, you are usually affected by several children. This time I listen to Xiao Wu, come and follow us."

Fang Fei carefully supported his wife down there, "I really want to go in? There are a lot of people coming and going in the market."

Mrs. Cheng beckoned, "Give it to me, and I'll look at her. Just take care of the children."

With the two aunts, Mrs. Cheng and Zhou Jiao, Fang Fei felt relieved. Especially when he saw his wife being guarded by several people.

Over there, Zhang Guoqing looked at the wild boys dragging his son around, winking at Ping An, and he was relieved to see him swiftly running to find his mother.

To be honest, he is really unwilling to take so many people out. Originally, he had planned everything, there was an old lady and two aunts, they could all take a vacation easily.

Who knows that the big belly is also making trouble, no wonder his wife doesn't like each other. It's really no sense and wink! Even if it is four months old, that's a pregnant woman. What fun!

Zhang Guoqing glanced at Fang Fei sympathetically. This young man was determined not to marry a non-iron lady at first, and indeed the young man was unreliable! If you change to yourself, you have to slap her a few times to make her honest.

Fortunately, Fang Fei didn't know what he thought, otherwise would he really want to ask his face? Shameless! Don't you need to slap your wife, just try to slap her?

Fang Fei was also very angry during this period, okay? Who made this silly buddy dote on his wife famous, his family always asked him to learn more.

At this moment, he also looked at the silly Yi Jiefang three with sympathy. Laugh, laugh happily, there is such a typical tree there, and you will understand when you get married.

Apart from the owner of the stall in the farmer’s market, not many customers actually come in to buy. It's almost time for work at this moment, who has their free time?

No matter where you go, no matter how big a few turnips are. At this time, when I saw the grains of sorghum and corn, I stood there and looked at the adults.

Regardless of how young they are, they have long understood what monopolized marketing means, so what do rations and meat represent? They are much happier than ordinary people outside ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, but they can also eat and go to restaurants occasionally.

What's more, they have not forgotten that their parents and elders first allowed them in those years, and they can often hear a gurgling noise from their stomachs.

Zhang Guoqing walked around and found that there was indeed more stock here than in the suburbs of Beijing, but there were a few more stalls, and the accumulation was more conspicuous.

It seems that no matter how good the harvest is, the life of the farmers is not easy depending on the yield of two to three hundred catties per mu.

Zhou Jiao hugged her son, squatting in front of a dark-faced old man's frame, and asked a local person: "Master, how do you sell it?"

Seeing her asking for the price, the old man suddenly wrinkled his face and immediately relieved, "You see, this corn is all grown on my own plot, and there is no ugly grain, it's not expensive, it's a dime."

Huang Cancan, full and full, the quality is indeed very good. Zhou Jiao smiled and nodded, "Is it enough to sell at home?"

I don't know if I want Zhou Jiao to buy more, or the old man is good at talking, and said cheerfully: "It's okay to leave half of it to do with wild vegetables."

"You want it? I don't need food stamps. If you buy all of it, you will count as a dime. Buy it, you can't lose money. If it's not for the family's children to marry a wife, I really don't want to sell it."

Zhou Jiao listened and looked at the thick cocoon on the old man's hand but did not bargain with him. Just walked all the way, occasionally stopping to ask a few words to buy some.

Unlike them, Zhou Jiao always winked at Ping An, and asked one or two questions after leaving. Mother and son cooperate tacitly, one look can understand.

Compared with Aunt Sun and the others, who are concerned about the price of goods, the old lady Cheng who wandered around gradually discovered the strangeness. The childlike old lady also deliberately kept up with their mothers.

The old lady patted Zhou Jiao with relief. Knowledge is everywhere in life, and you can see the true chapter in the details. With such a mother, why worry that three children are not good?