There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Life is not static, it has sorrows and joys, reunion and separation.

Not five days after the family got together, Zhou Xiaozheng once again embarked on the journey to the meeting. Unlike his colleagues, he still did not bring his wife along as always.

In Zhou Xiaozheng's view, Miao Lishan's nature is different from those wives, and he does not want his wife to have too much contact with those women, so as not to affect his character.

As a wife and mother, just stay at home. How about Liang Shengnan? Jumping up and down non-stop, not as her man turned around and plunged into hell.

What fame and fortune, what prestige depends on men is still vain after all. The ladies who are still able to jump are not a man with a knife.

He doesn't use his woman as a sword, but he doesn't talk too much to persuade outsiders. Your self-righteous help may be a shit-cutter in the eyes of others.

Especially some lesbians are really whimsical, and he wants to stay away from these troublesome spirits.

With a cold face, Zhou Xiaozheng glanced around, his eyes flashed, and he nodded slightly to say hello to Dai Laowei, and then leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

The Dai family’s incident is famous far and near. If the two families suddenly approached, it would be eye-catching, and their two children would inevitably be eye-catching again.

Fortunately, Mr. Dai can also be regarded as an old man, knowing how to grasp the scale.

Zhou Xiaozheng is gone, and the ensuing situation is fermenting. No one knows who will be involved in this game. Zhang Guoqing began to remember the old husband's orders.

After he stopped to go out to entertain, he spent more and more time. When the younger son reminded him whether he should make a small bench, he suddenly woke up and the two bags of garbage were still in the warehouse.

So on a weekend, he pulled his wife and sons upstairs to play with junk products in high spirits.

"Dad, will it be dirty?"

"stupid."

Zhou Jiao patted her two younger sons, "Aunt Chen will be back later, and I will talk upstairs if I have something to say."

"brother?"

Ping An squinted his younger brother, "Don't you know it in your heart? Men don't chirp like ladies."

May Day pulled Zhou Jiao, "Mom, my brother despises you."

Zhou Jiao patted his head amusedly, "Okay, you see your second brother has gone upstairs."

Wu Yi rolled her eyes, looked at Liu Yi's back on the stairs, and shouted, "Two~ah, wait for me."

Liu Yi immediately turned his head and rolled his eyes.

Zhang Guoqing was amused and laughed.

I still remember that when he was born, a small group of people slept lazily all day long. He thought that in the future, he must be the Lord who can lie down and never sit, and sit and never stand.

As the children grew up, he never expected that the old son with the most similar facial features would turn out to be surprisingly easy to follow.

In the lounge, Zhang Guoqing poured out the contents of the sacks and stirred up a layer of dust. Zhou Jiao couldn't help but frown, covering her nose.

I saw that Ping An had already reached out to grab a leg that resembled the Eight Immortals Table, and then nodded, Zhou Jiao raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Mom, sit down, and we will come by ourselves." As he said, he handed it to Liuyi, who was beside him, safely. "Look first, then come on May 1."

Liu Yi took over, as if Zhou Jiao raised her eyebrows, then handed it to her younger brother, "Be careful."

"Hey, it's still quite weighty." Wu Yi took it close and tapped it with his finger, "It should be gold. Brother, so are those legs and feet?"

He shook his head with a smile, "How is it possible? The difference in weight is too big for this one. I don't know what the people who moved these in the beginning thought?"

"What can you think? They can't take it off one by one. It's difficult to distinguish easily when they are caught in the middle." After Liu Yi said, he turned around, "I'll go downstairs and get some gasoline."

Zhang Guoqing didn't stop it either, it was obviously a camouflage with paint. No one knows how to configure cleaning solvents better than a few children.

He took out the toolbox and put it in front, holding a wet cloth with Zhou Jiao to wipe off the dust one by one, watching the children tossing happily.

Liu Yi soon came in with a salt water glass bottle, without reminding everyone, he was already wet with a rag and chose to wipe it back and forth on a small piece of wood.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Guoqing proudly raised his chin to Zhou Jiao. The meaning in his eyes is all proud of his son, see...smart, right?

"It's gold, but it's not pure enough. On June 1st, you don't need to wipe it off, leave it to your mother for safekeeping."

Hearing Ping An’s words on Liu Yiyi, he took a clean cloth and wiped it next to Zhou Jiao, “Mom, you can clean up later, I guess I can find other things.”

Zhou Jiao chuckled when she heard the words and raised her eyebrows deliberately at Zhang Guoqing. Haha, no matter how proud you are, the son still stuffed his hand!

Zhang Guoqing laughed dumbly, clapped his hands, and saw the children looking at him, smiling: "Okay, children, now the game starts...

Attention, when you dismantle things, remember to remember the knowledge taught by grandpa. You can find us if you don't understand, or write it down and wait for grandpa to come back. "

Wu Yi took out a vanity box from it.

What is a toiletry box? Common people commonly call it "hairstyle box".

The first thing to do is to use a mirror for dressing. The dressing box is also known as the "mirror box" or "the mirror box" in ancient times; and because the mirror needs to be set up during dressing, the northerners are also used to call it "the mirror support".

In the old days, when marrying a daughter, we emphasized "dowry", that is, the daily necessities brought into the husband's house with the bride. The makeup box is indispensable.

This small square dressing box is already in tatters, including all accessories such as the engraved ring plate on the mirror support, the mirror support, and the hinge.

In addition, a double happiness on the surface was scratched by a sharp tool with several knife marks. If it were not too damaged, the mahogany wood and this exquisite craftsmanship would not make it to the scrap station.

It is speculated from the characteristics of this dressing box that this should be the dowry dressing box of an old lady from a prominent family in the past. Looking at the dressing box used as a hate vent, this family is probably in an even worse situation.

"Brother, I picked this together with Liuyi, do you see if there is a problem?"

Ping An nodded and observed again and again, and found that there was really no collection value, so he picked up tools and roughly dismantled them into pieces.

Liu Yi suddenly reached out and picked up the bottom plank, "Wait, what is this?"

——The two-layer wood plywood ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ was opened by Liuyi's hands, and two yellow papers, one large and one small, fell down.

Suddenly, all the family's eyes were on the two pieces of paper, and Liu Yi reached out and took it to Zhang Guoqing.

Zhang Guoqing took a look, immediately laughed with joy, and handed the two notes to Zhou Jiao, "They are all deposit receipts before liberation, they are useless."

"How much?"

"It's useless no matter how much, everyone ran away."

"Pity."

"Deserve it."

After reading the deposit slip, Zhou Jiao smiled and shook her head, "There should be a foreign company, and there is still a chance to retrieve it."

Today, it's really gold on paper, and it doesn't even make a splash. She couldn't figure out why this family kept it? Thinking of it is not more sleepy and sleepy. There is room for rebirth in the fifties