There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

The roots of the year have come, and the taste of Zhangjiacun’s year has also been reflected.

The smell of Dongjia's sticky bean buns just filled the air, and the pigs waiting to be slaughtered in the west started howling again.

As soon as the beans from the mill had a fishy smell, they had not yet been made into tofu. The neighbors over there had already tried it out a few days in advance.

Compared with the compound, the three Ping'an brothers will never forget this year with strong human touch.

No, as soon as Xizi's wedding was over, starting at noon the next day, the village invited more and more elders of their three brothers, vowing to not give up.

Not to mention the three Ping An brothers were dumbfounded, but Xiao Wang and Xiao Zheng were the first time to feel the pure nostalgia in this village.

The old people who are grateful for Zhang Guoqing are also sending a piece of frozen tofu today, a handful of fried mountain products tomorrow, and even the aunts in the village cook some meat dishes and bring them to the courtyard.

In the words of these people: What are you polite? In previous years, you Laozi did not help our family less.

Looking at the meat dishes with more meat and less vegetables, looking at the faces that are still dark after a season of exposure, it is fake to say not to be moved.

Similarly, the three brothers are even more curious about what great deeds their Lao Zi Zhang Guoqing has done so that the folks have been thinking about it for so many years?

The old captain touched Wu Yi’s head and looked at Da Qing Shan, "Your father, there are too many clansmen who have helped the old Zhang family. Let’s not say that he is not as old as you, so he started with your grandfather. Help lining the village.

In those few years, if he hadn't sent seeds from the capital all the way and then went up the mountains to find water, there would still be a lot of people living in the world.

There are also the health centers, beverage workshops, and militias in the team, none of which was helped by him. Without him, how could every family in our village lead such a good life. "

Is Zhang Guoqing in the mouth of the old captain the same person as the father they know?

They cannot deny this. What they have been instilled by their Lao Tzu since childhood is how to keep three points of sincerity and seven points of wariness in contact with people.

I think it should be these fathers and villagers who have really moved their Lao Tzu before they really approached the bottom of their Lao Tzu's heart.

The three Ping An brothers ate the food in a large bowl, and once again discovered that not everyone in this world is a white-eyed wolf, and there are always some people who are grateful.

The only fly in the ointment is that there will always be a few people occasionally. The same kind of grace, even more, but their bottom line is gone. Is it because his dad has paid too much and takes it for granted, or does he feel that relying on it will make him more unscrupulous?

Fortunately, such people are few after all.

——Just like the woman in front of me.

"You are the boss, these must be twins. I am the cousin of your aunt and grandma's house, and your dad has to call me a cousin, it's kind."

Ping An was impatient, smiled and nodded. As for what cousin to call? Oh, their three brothers had never seen this person before, but they had heard of it.

——Well, forget it.

"Why didn't your parents come back? I've been thinking about your mother. When we were young, we used to play together often, but we didn't have a lot of family relationships."

——Haha... Are you sure my mother cares about you?

"I wanted to go to your mother before, and then I thought that she was not what she used to be. In my heart, I just missed it again... Well, I still don't cause trouble to her and cousin."

——I'm here, and my mother won't look at you too much.

"This time, I want to come over and see you, my parents are not around, aren't you used to it?" The old girl from Zhang's family stopped talking when the three brothers laughed, "Secondly, my cousin really can't help it." Now it’s too late to ask good sisters for help. Fortunately, my mother said that your three brothers are in their hometown."

coming……

Wu Yi's eyes lit up and looked at each other with interest.

——I'm really willing to pay for this as a beggar dressed up. If your face becomes darker, it would be better not to look around restlessly with your eyes.

Still unprofessional!

Aunt Zhang’s old girl has a nice name: Liu Meishu. It is said that Liu Dazhu, who grew up in the provincial government, took it personally, looking forward to her being beautiful and ladylike.

Hope is beautiful, it realizes the meaning of beauty, but lady? Hehe, just like her elder sister Liu Meihui, it was a failure.

After being married for decades, Liu Meishu can return to her family's home to fight the autumn breeze. In addition to her sturdy and thick eyelids, she also has her own "Little White Flower" skills.

As far as she thought, there was only a ten-year-old Mao, and a pair of little peas. She thought about it all on the way, and she cared about the child as a cousin, and then complained a few more words.

The sympathy of these children who grew up holding the golden key is overflowing. It is not a matter of arranging a few jobs for their sons and daughters.

"Seeing that it's another year and New Year's Eve, your cousin's boss still can't marry a daughter-in-law, and I can't bear to sell a daughter. The people in the house have a torn padded jacket, and I will wear me when I go out. It’s okay to be a bit harder these days, but there’s less yield in the field. What good is it for the children to be able to do nothing? They can't even get a full meal."

As he said, Liu Meishu squeezed out a few tears, put her hand near her eyes without wiping, and choked up: "Since your aunt's grandmother came home, I haven't fallen asleep for several nights, so cruel, and thick. Come to the door with a face, why do you find a way to survive for your elder sister, right?"

Ping'an frowned, "It's useless to find us, we all depend on our parents to support ourselves."

A surprise flashed in Liu Meishu's eyes, so she just said, the silly eldest sister also said that she would come for nothing. Looking back when the children went to work, she couldn't be jealous.

"Good boy, you are not ordinary children, as long as you talk to your relatives in the provincial capital ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ Why can't your brother and sister enter the factory?"

Ping An laughed: "Then you heard it wrong. We are all soldiers. We are not familiar with any factories and no one knows..."

Liu Meishu didn't wait for Ping An to finish speaking, and immediately said, "You said you are your father's son. If you say anything, those factories can enter."

Ping An looked up at the woman in front of her with a sarcasm smile. This is not only a big appetite, but also more beautiful. "You mean, everyone in your family arranges to work in the factory?"

"It doesn’t have to be all factories, it’s okay to be a soldier. I’ve asked someone to ask that your second grandfather is a high-ranking official. As long as he says a word, let alone your brother’s military service, it’s okay to be a small official under his hand. ."

Liu Yi couldn't bear it anymore, snorted, and squinted at her, "A small civilian, who dares to inquire about the troops, I see how courageous it is!"

Wu Yi smiled and looked at the other side's face for a while and then turned red, and said: "What is it, why don't you go to heaven? It's amazing that this world can accommodate you." There is room for rebirth in the fifties