There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Zhou Jiao had no way of knowing the scheming of the children upstairs.

Even if you know, so what? The three sons of Bai Nennen, who were jointly taught by her, her father and Zhang Guoqing, have long been black sesame glutinous rice balls.

Xi Xi's cool breeze blows, and comfortably makes her almost fall asleep. If Cheng Ruzhu had not been chatting with her mother, she would have fallen asleep.

Parents who are compassionate always surround their children throughout their lives. Regardless of their educational level or family background, they can't wait for a hundred years for their children and grandchildren.

Vulgar?

Do not!

With her sons, Zhou Jiao understood Cheng Ruzhu's anxiety. Even if she used to say that waiting for them to get older, she would let them fly.

But deep down, is it not always thinking about their future path, is it not preparing to leave them a splendid wealth? Otherwise, what is the use of those foreign objects for yourself?

"...I am the most worried if my second child is not going to go to school now. Except for half a day of class, I'm bored at home whenever I have time. It happened that he has the best grades in school, and the college entrance examination stopped..."

Miao Lishan listened to the muttering in one ear, her eyes floated to her daughter from time to time helplessly, she really didn't know how to persuade her. Jia Jiaojiao from her family has not bothered her with these problems, and the children have already arranged everything before they arrive. Not to mention that I have to talk to my child about things.

Worry, she will die for Cheng Ruzhu!

"...What's the use of having so many sons? The boss has arranged it, and now I have to worry about his marriage. I now know why my daughter is so old after her 40th birthday, it is all worrying."

Zhou Jiao glanced at her mother from the corner of her eyes. This heartlessly, she also took it. If someone with a more sensitive mind hears this, he will probably end up resentment.

Isn't her sister-in-law stinking?

It seems that these two people are getting better and better, not without reason!

If Zhou Jiao, who cares for the calf, doesn't know how Cheng Ruzhu feels bad for herself, she just feels a little unhappy in her heart, try another person? See if she can't shake each other!

The old lady Cheng on the rocking chair by the stone table shook, shook and shook with comfort... Before the lights went off, she had already snored slightly, even Zhou Jiao had covered her with the sheets.

In this way, on this beautiful night, Cheng Ruzhu felt emotional and found a bosom friend.

"You really think too much, and even worry about your child's marriage. If you want to say this, the auntie can't be anxious? I remember the boss is two years younger than the petite?"

"If you don't tell me, I forgot. Did you listen to my mother? The child has ordered a baby kiss since he was a child, and when the woman turns 18 this year, he will report the marriage."

Miao Lishan nodded. No one cares about the marriage of Cheng's parents and grandchildren. She heard Mrs. Cheng say it more than ten times. Right, but I don't know what the girl's character is?

Zhou Jiao rolled her eyes secretly, and the topic got farther and farther. And where is the wedding going back? The key point did not say a word.

"Have you seen the little girl? How does it look?"

Cheng Ruzhu shook his head, "I saw it a few times as a child, and then she went back to her hometown, far away from the capital, and never saw it. When she gets older, she joins the army with her parents."

As she said, she compared the height, "That would be so high, a very generous little girl, smiling all day long. I heard my sister-in-law say that she looks like her mother."

"Her mother, I don't know."

Zhou Jiao couldn't help but chuckle when she heard this. Her mother-in-law... These words, in reply, are really invincible!

"It's about to blow the trumpet, I'll go back with Ruzhu first. Dad, Xiaoyu will bother you and both of you." Wen Congwen saw that he had drunk a lot of wine, and there was only a little scum left on the food, and said goodbye.

Old Cheng looked at his still sleeping wife, didn't bother her, then said, "I'm my grandson! It just happens that I and your mother are in a panic. It's okay, you couple come over and sit more."

"I will ask Xiao Wang to send you back."

"No, brother. We can ride a bike."

Old Cheng waved his hand, "I have arranged for Xiao Chen, so I don't need to trouble Xiao Wang. There are still some things at home for them to take back."

Cheng Ruzhu heard the movement and came to persuade him: "Dad, I have it in my house. You can keep it with my mother for your own use. If Xiaoyu is disobedient, you can give him a few more whips."

Old Cheng glared, "You grow up so old, have I used a whip with your mother? Still pumping Xiaoyu, I think it's about the same for you."

Sure enough, it is the next generation! After Cheng Ruzhu was scolded by the old man, she shrank her neck and smiled at him. Isn't this a rush, there are in-laws at home, let alone she is reluctant, even if she is cruel, she has no chance.

Hearing the movement below, he looked at the alarm clock safely and wiped it on the chessboard, "Grandma, they are going back, let's go down first."

"Huh? I'm about to win."

Ping An nodded perfunctorily, "Yes, next time we will kill Go."

Wen Yu touched his nose with a guilty conscience. You can't even play military chess, but go? Save it! He was always beaten, and he didn't want to live anymore.

He chuckled twice, and stood at the window shouting: "Parents, wait, I'll go down immediately."

Wu Yi looked at his long legs enviously, then looked at his height with regret, "Uncle, come over for breakfast tomorrow."

"We are still the best on May Day."

"Don't sleep late~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's too late." Liu Yi raised his eyes and said coldly.

"Six Day, you are all twins, why are you so far apart? It's not cute at all."

"Poor unloved."

"Nonsense."

"You're cute! I'm a pure man, Xiaoye."

"Hey..." Wen Yu sneered. "You don't even have a hairy kid, pay me back!"

Liu Yi rolled his eyes, "Most Mao is a gorilla."

"There are also beasts. They are all animals." Wu Yi immediately added, "Congratulations, uncle for growing hair."

"Little thing, are your brothers ridiculing me together?"

"Where? You see, your head is all hairy."

Ping Ping watched as the three of them walked, chatting, and the corners of their mouths evoked a nice arc. The few words that my parents occasionally came up with were stolen by my brothers.

He considers himself an adult and can't speak up, lest this "little uncle" will vomit blood with anger. It's not easy to know that one more good playmate you can chat with!

The shouts of the children coming downstairs and the conversation in the yard converged, finally awakening the sleeping old lady Cheng. She sat up in a daze.

At a glance, he smiled and shook his head. It's really time to leave no one, old, really old... I'll go to bed at some point.

Unlike everyone’s farewell conversation, Xiao Ping’an has already picked up a glass of warm water and handed it to her, “Too grandma, take a drool first, let’s not hurry.”

The old lady smiled happily, "Oh, my dear baby is still so sweet." After taking a sip, "Are you sleepy? Rest early, and I will exercise again tomorrow."

"Okay."

Mr. Cheng, whose attention was mostly on his wife, smiled upon his face and looked at Zhang Guoqing approvingly.

In addition to his son Xiao's father, there must be subtle long-term effects. It is not difficult to see that the Zhou family is kind and filial, and all this is inseparable from Zhang Guoqing's contribution as the son-in-law.