There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

As the couple were talking, Zhang Guoqing turned off the headlight, lit the small table lamp beside the bed, raised the pillow, leaned against the bedside, hugged his wife and patted gently.

Zhou Jiaojiao squinted at him angrily. I am not a child!

"Hahaha..." Zhang Guoqing smirked with joy, this little appearance always made him feel like he was raising a daughter. Of course the objection is invalid!

Zhou Jiao silently slapped his hard chest, then looked at the white skin under the light, and suddenly chuckled. She just thought about the little white sheep sandwiched between a group of rough and dark soldiers in the bathhouse.

No wonder this guy doesn't fall in love with the bathhouse!

She doubted that this man went to the military academy for advanced studies, how did he get through that embarrassing scene? Is it one of the reasons why so hard to win the award?

Well, she must have some time to explore Yi Jiefang's tone.

"Huh huh, I like your man very much?" Zhang Guoqing raised his arms tremblingly when he finished speaking, "Look at your man, all bodybuilders in the world are like clouds."

"If it weren't for your man, I've always kept a low profile. Last year, the cover of the military newspaper brochure should have my face. I don't have an image of a tough guy..."

Zhou Jiao smiled maliciously, stretched out her hands to squeeze his face, rubbed hard, and said, "Always low-key? What about the face, the face, do you want to take a photo with a wild woman?"

"Mo...would make Xihu mud..."

This ambiguous "I like you most" pleased Zhou Jiao, opened his eyebrows and smiled, gently rubbed his face, depicting his facial features.

"Daughter-in-law, baby, under the world, everything is like dust, but you are the jewel of my heart. It penetrates my bones, melts my blood, and can't bear it!"

"Hahaha..." When Zhou Jiao waited for his words to fall, she suddenly trembled with a smile and fell into his arms.

"No, shouldn't you respond enthusiastically to me, begging to give birth to a baby monkey? I thought about this sentence for a long time, and it became popular on the Internet at the time."

Hearing this, Zhou Jiao looked up at his pretended aggrieved face, and even shouted with a smile, "Oh, my stomach, my intestines hurt to death."

Zhang Guoqing smiled and shook his head, gently rubbing her belly. After all his efforts were not wasted, his daughter-in-law should smile every day.

Rubbing and rubbing, the atmosphere of the couple became ambiguous. Zhou Jiao blushed with shame, rolled a little white eye at him, and immediately moved in his arms.

This old driver wants to drive again!

"Brother, I passed by the Chengxi Garbage Station today. Oh, no, it should be called a waste collection station. The ruined yard is full of things, and they are transported there by trucks."

Zhang Guoqing smiled mysteriously at her, not caring at all that his wife started to be careful with him.

Hehe... Distract yourself?

The night is still long.

——Without internet mobile phones, endless socializing. All day sunrise and sunset and rest, this life is really fulfilling.

But, so soon to hit the scrap site idea? Look, this thought is really bad... But how can he see his wife more like it?

"Originally I wanted to go in and take a look, but unfortunately there were a lot of people around. When no one was gone, I was anxious to come back. Are you interested in going to Taobao?"

Zhang Guoqing touched his nose. For a while, he didn't know what to say. It’s light, it’s tiring to wander around without talking; it’s heavy, his wife should be disappointed.

In fact, in fact...not to mention the waste collection station in the west of the city, even the outskirts waste station, he has visited. No one is clearer than him!

Rare books, celebrities, calligraphy and painting are reduced to pulp in paper mills; precious woods and furniture such as huanghuali, red sandalwood, etc., have the advantages of being oily and resistant to burning, and will be thrown into blast furnaces as fuel.

These are fake!

There are no blind people in Sijiucheng, let alone fools.

The most common waste collection stations are enamel washbasins with a big hole broken, hot water kettles with broken inner tanks, and coarse porcelain sea bowls broken into eight petals.

In addition to these discarded daily necessities, the most are still seven and eight pieces of wood that can be used as firewood. Better wood has long been taken to the wood factory for further processing.

There are some newspapers, but they are all in tatters. Even the textbooks, who didn't give birth to a series of gourd babies, waiting for the second child to take over the boss for recycling?

What's more, now, even if the hearts of the people are scattered, the school still has to spend half a day in class, so there are really few books. Why have to wait for the arrival of the rural* tide?

Occasionally there are textbooks pulled down by trucks, which he saw with his own eyes...

The grandfathers and aunts at the purchase station have carefully collected them aside, and are planning to sell them to which school baby to save some money for the country.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Jiao looked at him suspiciously.

Is this difficult?

Go shopping when you have time. If you don't have time, she just wants to save some old things with historical footprints.

"Jiaojiao, there are too many savvy people in Sijiucheng, and there are a lot of sharp-eyed people. As you can imagine, the scenes of villain books being sold in piles, bronzes being weighed by weight, and precious furniture casually moved are completely different."

Zhou Jiao smiled happily, "What are you talking about." He waved his hand casually, "Forget it, I'll take a look when I have time. This is not a big deal."

It was not a big deal in Zhou Jiao's heart. She didn't say clearly that if she really wanted to Taobao, she would bring her three blessed babies, a bunch of babies.

Still struggling? !

But I often walk by the river, so I don’t have any wet shoes. For some extraneous things, she can't let the children take risks~www.wuxiaspot.com~ She is not a stepmother!

Zhang Guoqing felt a lot at ease when she said this. He briefly talked about the current situation of the various waste stations to prevent her from wandering over on a whim.

Zhou Jiao thought about it uncontrollably while listening to his narration.

She thought more and more detailed than Zhang Guoqing, especially the many precious cultural relics that were exiled abroad in later generations.

Nowadays, the entire country is tightly controlled. Except for some of them going abroad to purchase equipment in foreign exchange, how do other things go out? She thought of the **** market.

There are two. With so many provinces and cities in the country, how many **** markets will there be?

Unlike trading daily supplies, this is a real anti-GN, a real pan country.

But a group of desperadoes who are alive with their heads tied to their belts, why don't they dare to do it? But the problem is also coming! Is their supply chain involved individuals or groups?

Think carefully.

Zhou Jiao thought so much, but didn't spend much time. She did not intend to tell Zhang Guoqing of these suspicions, nor did she intend to tell her dad, otherwise they would have to worry about themselves again.

For her, it is first to protect the small family and then everyone. The situation is such that everyone is in danger. What can she resist alone?

She is not Bumpman, but saves all mankind!

After Zhang Guoqing finished speaking, he finally urged: "I really want to go to play, remember not to act without authorization, it is very dirty inside. We have to act together if something happens."

Look! Again. However, if she encounters lawbreakers, she is still willing to contribute without risking her own safety.

"Tonight you said five times that you can't act without authorization, Mother Zhang!"

"Okay... I was so kind and rejected by you, you see how I punish you!"

It was late at night, as Zhang Guoqing expected, very long, very long...