There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

On New Year's Eve, with so many guests, big and small, accompanied by the festival, Zhou Xiaozheng waved his hand, of course it was impossible for him to go out in person. Secretary Chen did not know that he brought back two large boxes of fireworks from there.

With these young men, Zhang Guoqing didn't worry about the inconvenience of the twins going out. Wrapped in military coats, took three sons with him every day, and led a few nephews and nephews out.

The Zhou family has good genes, and the father and mother Zhang who may give birth to Zhang Guoqing, the handsome boy, will not be as ugly as a chrysanthemum. Especially in this era, the handsome young man with a dash of vigor, and the conspicuous tall and long stout figure has become a landscape, which is absolutely eye-catching.

Of course, in addition to these advantages, there is also a fatal disadvantage. The appetite is too good, so I can eat it. Half a baby, I'll eat to death. This is not just talking.

Brushing the lamb pot, Zhang Guoqing thinks he knows how to eat it, so it is enough to cut five pounds of lamb slices. He estimated that the children had been out for a long time during this period, and they were greedy and panic.

He deliberately carried a large leg of lamb, sliced ​​it, about fifty catties of lamb slices, and planned to have more slices, whoever is hungry in the middle of the night will do it himself.

A large plate of fish balls, a large plate of potato chips, a large plate of stewed meat bones, a large plate of frozen tofu, a large plate of cabbage slices, and a large bundle of vermicelli.

Why is it a big one?

The table couldn't fit, and another folding table was set up. It could be a big plate.

Just sent away Zhou Xiaozheng who set off first, Zhang Guoqing turned around...

As a result, it's over, even the twins have eaten up, not to mention the few big and small children who drink high and eat, all are still burping.

He and Zhou Jiao were so frightened that they were cooking hawthorn and getting pulses, and worried that the children would have to go to the hospital before the New Year's Eve. Then, everyone shook their heads and said, "Uncle and Auntie (Old Uncle and Uncle), this will finally be full."

Yes, they are really full.

After going to the toilet to soak in urine, I went to the yard and blew the cold wind. Within half an hour, I started playing with firecrackers. After an hour, I went back to the living room to pick up sticky bean buns and steamed buns and just play with my mouth.

Seeing Zhou Jiao's stomachache, she panicked for these children. Several days later, she learned that apart from eating free meals during the time they went out, they had spent all their food stamps, or else they wanted to go to the south to play.

These children are still quite sensible. After New Year's Eve, they control their food intake from the early morning of the first day of the first lunar month. But since Zhou Jiao has known their appetite, how can they make them taste the mini dumplings?

From that day on, Zhou's family began to go to the cafeteria to buy steamed buns every day. That's almost four or two solid buns, even Zhang Guoqing can only eat one.

But if the children add enough oil and water, they still get three, and the small Rushito and Zicong also get two. Zhang Guoqing has to worry about his brother and sister.

Who can afford such a son who can eat?

Without the temple fair this year, Zhang Guoqing could only bring his wife and a group of children around the city to take a few photos.

There are joys and sorrows in the process, and it often makes people laugh and laugh. I played with them until the fifth day, and then not only Zhang Guoqing, but also Zhou Jiao had to go to work.

In the next three days, it was replaced by Miao Lishan and took them to open their eyes.

This is different from her daughter and son-in-law. She pays more attention to leading children big and small to eat in western restaurants like Lao Mo and go to the theater.

Of course, Lao Mo is still there, but the charm of the past is also missing; movies and theaters, movies and model plays are not bad. But this kind of experience is enough for half a child to have endless aftertastes.

The night before departure, Zhang Guoqing took time to care about the inner thoughts of his nephews and nephews. He didn't have much, so he asked them what they thought and understood during the almost three months since they stepped out of the house.

He agrees with the children that they should go out more and have more knowledge, but that doesn't mean that he likes his nephew and nephew to walk around and play stupidly.

Of course, if they can understand and understand, he doesn't mind giving pointers and guidance; but if they don't intend to be annoying, he won't interfere.

Simply speaking, these children had a better relationship with their younger uncles and uncles, and they also successively said some of their own thoughts and their own goals for the future.

Even if Zicong said that he wants to be a train conductor when he grows up, Zhang Guoqing encourages him. I can think about it, I won't walk around, my mind is still thinking about going back to the village to work.

On the ninth day of the ninth day, it was the train that Huang Xiaomi worked on.

After a whistle sounded, the train also took away the children and the three Ping An brothers who met with them.

The northeast hometown also received a telegram from Zhang Guoqing the next day, which dropped the stone in the heart of Zhang's mother who had been worried. When I saw my grandchildren and grandchildren, looking at these naughty eggs of them, when the old man's heart finally settled down, he was at ease.

However, Father Zhang still gave them a few imaginary clicks with his fingers. Without erecting the majesty of everyone, these few skin monkeys can be considered fearless.

Stone was not going out for nothing during this period of time, nor was it for nothing in Zhou's house. He quickly rubbed against Zhang Dad, "Grandpa, I miss you and me."

"Go, go, such a young man..." Father Zhang slapped him on the forehead disgustingly. If he continues to keep his face straight without a smile on his face, Shishi will believe it.

"Master, let me tell you about the travel notes of our brothers. We went to the sea market first. The place was really as prosperous as my uncle said. After staying there for a week, we went to Jiangcheng. Ship..."

Brothers Xiao Zuo Xiao right and Zi Wu Zicong looked at each other, and immediately moved all their luggage to the vacant study ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ everyone with aspirations to carry the ragged quilt army coat first.

Sisters Huang Cuilan, Lin Juhua, and Zhang Meili were going to the kitchen to make the next entry, but Zhang Guofu and the others were in the living room. They didn’t say anything when they met. They thought that the child was going to live with grandpa and grandpa. They chatted, but just smiled. , To help move things.

The cheerful mother Zhang listened to the grandson's eloquence, and in the blink of an eye saw that they were busy carrying luggage, and quickly said: "Dirty quilts and dirty clothes should not be thrown in. There are quilts at home."

Hearing the words, Zhang Dad glanced at several grandsons, paused in the hand holding the pipe, and then continued to listen to the stone telling the "story" without saying a word.

He is not his wife. Several of his grandchildren are usually skins, but they do housework when they are young. There are no rules for boys not to go to the kitchen and not to wash clothes.

He didn't believe it if he was so anxious to hide the tatters in the house, if there were no secrets. He didn't believe it even if it was the package brought by the old Tibetan son.

Their family does not have a rule of ruining things without the consent of the elders. There is room for rebirth in the fifties