There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

In the innermost room on the second floor facing south, the curtains hanging from the two windows on the side and the south direction were blown by the night breeze.

Ping An took the lead in turning on the electric light. Under his eyes, the one-meter-five-meter-long, 80-centimeter-wide log simple desk and stool in the center of the house separated the room into two areas.

There is a bamboo bed next to the left and right corners, but no "legs" on the floor. The length and width restrictions should be customized.

At this time, Xiaoyu didn't understand that this kind of tatami was popular in a small country. In order to avoid giving others a handle in the future, Zhou Jiao deliberately reformed.

——It is cool in summer, and a layer of mattress is added in winter for children to rest and play.

The remaining large area from the desk to the inner wall, the wall directly opposite to the south window, the whole side of the wall is waist-high with open rows of low bookshelves.

In addition to the entire row above, there are all kinds of handmade military vehicles, trucks, tanks, etc., which are made of various bullet casings. There are also trophies for the Ping An children.

The second row began to go down, and some of the little books and children's publications that could be seen stood upright on it. Such a display made the three children easily accessible.

On the half-wall that is left blank, there is a delicately mounted cursive script.

If Cheng Lao was here, or someone with a little ink in his belly, they would definitely be able to tell from the signature seal that it was a gift from the chairman.

In addition, under the orange lights, the most attractive thing is a brilliant color dotted the entire interior, which is full of childishness.

——In the corner on the inner side, there are six wooden boxes of different colors that can be used as stools and store toys and gadgets.

Zhou Jiao didn't worry that her sons might not have enough energy to move, and according to their respective bright colors, they used paint to paint orange, egg yolk, grass green, dark green, light blue, and dark blue. Now every son has two favorite boxes, which is very fair.

"Wow, brother-in-law, let me sleep here in the future."

Zhang Guoqing was sweating and looked at the three children subconsciously. Fortunately, the little things were watching the excitement happily, without any refutation.

"Little Ping An, take me to your room and take a look."

Ping Ping glanced at Xiaoyu, avoiding the topic, and looking at Zhang Guoqing, "Dad, you don't need to accompany us, I will call out the window if I have something."

Zhang Guoqing looked at his two younger sons again, and saw that they waved to him cleverly, and they had already taken out the book and sat there.

Upon seeing this, he smiled.

These three little things are really big people. Every time you go back to your room to get some snacks, it will calm down.

Seeing Zhang Guoqing inspected the window and closed the door and left, he pointed to the dark blue box, "My toys are all in it, do you want to play?"

Xiaoyu stomped his feet angrily, "I have to go to junior high school, still playing with toys?"

The three brothers giggled with joy.

Xiaoyu let out a "hum", learning from his grandfather carrying his hands on his back, walking around the room slowly, coming to the desk, and tapping with his fingers.

"The four treasures of the house should be placed here. The big table is so interesting, it's appropriate to write big characters. I will go home this weekend and ask my grandpa to give you a set."

Ping An blinked, looked back at the two younger brothers who were covering their mouths and grinning, and sighed secretly. Still haven't remembered what you said, why are you laughing, don't worry about wearing clothes?

Fortunately, the silly brothers did not open their mouths to show that they do not lack the four treasures of the study!

"My brother-in-law, hey, I don't know what he thinks." Xiaoyu shook his head with his hands behind his back, "playing things, you can't play, if you can, don't play."

Ping Ping looked at him amusedly, "This is what your grandfather usually teaches you?"

Xiaoyu glanced at him, waved his hand lightly, and nodded, "I think he made a lot of sense. I will give it to you."

"Go, go, Xiaoye still use you to send it?"

"Little Ping An, remember that I am your elder."

Ping An raised his chin and squinted at him contemptuously, "Who has the glass ball in his pocket? Who has the slingshot in his schoolbag? Who else always wants to drill air-raid shelters?"

Xiaoyu was choked by his words, and immediately ignored his pretense, put down his hands and pointed at him, "I can't play anymore. If you don't poke small things, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

"You die thank me for poking you up."

"You...you...no wonder my grandpa said that you follow your parents and you will be a little fox in the future."

Ping An was very interested and smiled, "I'm my parents and sons, are you weird to let them? But your grandfather's eyes are not good! My dad is so upright, and my mom is reluctant to step on an ant."

Xiaoyu pointed at him in shock, speechless for a while. This is shameless! Do you think you can pretend to be ignorant when you are young? He is not a fool. He has heard many people say that his sister doesn't have blood even when she has the knife.

"What do you look at? Did you see my mother trampled on ants or killed chickens? My dad goes to the orphanage to show love every month when he receives his salary. Why not be honest?"

Is that right? Xiaoyu looked into his eyes subconsciously.

"Look at these desks, these boxes, these bookshelves, and the broken stools that were fixed downstairs in my house... These are all my dad who bought broken planks by himself. And the fox, silly spore..." Ping An hastily shut up, he can't ruin his father's reputation.

"There are four adults in my family who receive wages~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Many people in the compound are not paid as much as ours, but they bought new furniture and electrical appliances. As for my house, my house is still full of old furniture."

"I feel sad for my three brothers. Pitiful, my parents have lost all the money, either to my grandfather and comrades, or to the orphanage or welfare home."

"Look at my three brothers again. They haven't made new clothes for more than a year. Even the clothes for the New Year were sent by the second mother from my hometown. On June 1st and May 1st, they still wear my old clothes."

On June 1st and May 1st, they put down their books quickly, and the two brothers looked at each other, nodded seriously at Xiaoyu, and pointed to their clothes to show their innocence.

On May 1st, he made up a knife, "The family cloth ticket Die honors the old grandma."

Fortunately, Zhang's father and mother were not there, nor did they hear this, otherwise they would really burst into tears. What a crime, the three grandsons are going to be naked!

"So look, your grandfather misunderstood, right?!" Ping'an continued in a dull tone, "their adults only have the country in their hearts. Take a look at how much gold my mother donated?"

Liu Yi was preempted by his younger brother Wu Yi, so he was so unwilling to follow him immediately, "Mom and Dad said where would you come without a country? Money is a foreign object."

Ping An sighed, "Except for my parents who worry about my three brothers' growth and give us some nutrition, are they not smart people anywhere else?"

Xiaoyu was stunned, nodded suddenly, and then blurted out, "My sister and my brother-in-law are good people! My grandpa said that you are smart with your parents. But my dad also told him that your parents are in line with that sharpness. Inside, tolerance is on the outside, talent is in business, and benevolence is in others."

You have a vision!

Xiao Ping An was satisfied, and gave a vaguely applauding smile to the two younger brothers. Yes, it turned out that the brothers are united in the profit and cut money. The difficulty of pretending to be poor is not low, and it has to be carried forward.