There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

The Wujin yard is very large, and the two fires cannot warm the cold current of the entire yard.

Escorting the last batch of results from the search, today's work is over. As for other household items in the yard? Who dares to take advantage!

The sky gradually dimmed, and Zhou Jiao, wrapped in a bear, left with them. As he walked, he quickly touched the books on both sides of the cart without a trace.

Three private messages and a list of bribes are sandwiched in the space.

This is the real information she collected personally, and there is even more information than this. The more self-proclaimed, the dirtier the interior.

In order to avenge her, she will not fabricate the facts even if she resorts to any means. This is her bottom line.

Of course, the private letters this time belonged to old man Liang and Liang Meiren's father and daughter's secret notes. In addition to the fact that the facts involved are real, if there is a secret letter, Old Man Liang will definitely let it disappear.

But this masterpiece that only shows the content of the handwriting only when facing the candle oil is Zhou Jiao's horror. She prepared these things a year ago, so when will she wait?

All the arrows are towards Liang Shengnan, and the other party is even more afraid to act rashly, and Liang's family will be like a fish on a chopping board - at the mercy of others.

And how could her target be a Liang family?

Now that someone took the shot, she would help each other, and the rest of the follow-up can only rely on God's will, and can only watch the show as her father said.

After arriving on the return journey, Zhou Jiao took the opportunity to take out these two books from the space, and then a dozen books accidentally fell on the ground with a "crash", and exclaimed in full view, "You believe"...

Then, the Red Little Soldier Hall was crowded with excitement, and she deliberately or unconsciously, from time to time, guided a silly eldest sister she just met next to her.

The content of all the letters was officially exposed to the public under the chin up and triumphant eyes.

After it’s hot again, is it still useful?

——Continue to search early tomorrow morning and never stop until you find the secret room!

"Beat/down Liang Youge, beat/down Liang Shengnan..."

"..."

The slogans were deafening.

After this Xiao Gao Cao also arrived at the dinner, not only she, but also a lot of people from other places have to go to various receptions to eat and stay.

What a good start.

After leaving, Zhou Jiao rushed through the labyrinth of alleys, dreaming of seeing the winter plums and fruit trees in the snow in the yard just now. She really admired Mr. Liang's leisurely sentiments.

Not to mention fruit trees in her yards, flowers and plants are all uprooted. Who knows the meaning of pomegranate and red dates, but who dares? Never expected that there would be such a bold and reckless temper.

Is this an underestimation of the situation, or does he think that he has the support?

It can only be said that the **** is more hypocritical.

It's not much better for this old man to be able to raise a girl who jumps up and down. Otherwise, who would go up in the wind and show off the old culture of porcelain and jade?

Seeing the sky getting darker and darker, Zhou Jiao speeded up after changing clothes, carrying a knife or two catties of pork belly, two stripped bones, and two hairtails and ran toward her master.

"I really went to queue? What a silly girl! It's freezing out in such a cold day, right?"

Zhou Jiao looked up at the sky, "It's okay, I'm young. Master, I'm leaving first, you must not slip away without permission. I will come again in two days."

"I know, I know." Doctor Hu said perfunctorily.

"I'm leaving."

"I won't keep you." After Dr. Hu finished speaking, he urged her worriedly, "Don't think it's not easy to read books when you are special now. Remember, I will check."

"You can rest assured."

Zhou Jiao waved at him and left. Ghost queue! Run back quickly. At this time, neither her man nor her son knew what to worry about.

And Zhang Guoqing in the compound is indeed worried about it. But I don't know what day it is today. After leaving Yi Jiefang, Fang Fei and his wife came again after dinner with their two children.

As a result, he was not only worried about his wife, but also worried that his eldest son would be abnormal.

After a while, Yi Jiefang came again with the section of sausages sent from his hometown. People still enter the door, and the voice has sounded.

"Peace, uncle gave you sweet sausages."

Fainted, it is Cantonese sausage, his son is not a small turtle! Zhang Guoqing watched the silly buddies come in silently.

"I'm freezing to death." Yi Jiefang came in and was shaken by the heating. He saw Fang Fei sharply, "Brother Xiao Fei, this is your bastard."

Fang Fei couldn't laugh or cry, and said with a smile: "Get out of here!"

"You didn't work overtime today?"

"I have been free for a while."

Yi Jiefang smiled and looked at Zhang Guoqing, "Dayong will bring dog meat over, how about we eat pot today?"

What else? !

Miao Lishan heard his movement and was walking out. Without waiting for Zhang Guoqing to reply, she smiled and said, "There are fish **** made by Jiaojiao and frozen tofu at home."

"Aunt Shan is interesting enough. Your Xiaowu is too bad. If you have fish balls, you don't even say hello to me. I knew I would not go home at noon."

Zhang Guoqing gave him a blank look. I don't know who had just eaten a large bowl of fish ball noodles during the day. You will not be embarrassed by nonsense.

"Where is my Uncle Zhou?"

"Not back yet."

Yi Jiefang exaggeratedly exclaimed: "It's so hard."

Zhang Guoqing shook his head funny ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I was worried that he would ask Zhou Jiao again. Seeing Miao Lishan's elbow was hanging a coat, he changed the subject, "Mom, are you going out?"

"Well, go see the old lady."

"Grandma, I will accompany you."

Miao Lishan shook her head, "No, you play with your brothers and sisters."

"Okay." He said that, Ping An still accompany her to go out, watching her walk towards Cheng's back disappear, and then turned to walk.

In the dark night of early winter, the north wind was whistling, and the branches outside were whistling.

There are fewer pedestrians on the road. Some people trot all the way hurriedly, wearing scarves and gloves, with their necks shrinking; some children covering their ears with their hands, avoiding the limelight, and walking backwards.

Avoiding the patrol team that passed by from time to time, Ping An didn't know which way Zhou Jiao came back from the compound, so she could only go back and forth on the way she often returned.

The little person who was wrapped up with only a trace of his eyes showed no more smile on his small face under the cover, and his sharp eyes swept around.

As he walked, he gradually saw a familiar figure, with a light pace that seemed unhurried, with his head upright.

Ping An's eyes lit up, and he ran forward happily, letting out a dull laugh, "Mom."

Zhou Jiao immediately pulled down the scarf and mask, "Why did you run back? Cover your face quickly." She hugged him in an uneasy manner. The child has really grown up, and she misses the sense of ownership that she can hold easily.

Safely laugh without speaking. that's nice! Go home safely.

Zhou Jiao looked around and said softly, "Is there anything you want to eat?"

Ping An knew that she wanted to take the opportunity to bring out some food, and shook her head quickly, "Uncle Fang and Uncle Dayi are at home, and grandpa has not returned."

"understand."

The son's implication was obvious, and Zhou Jiao stopped thinking about bringing things back.