There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Zhou Jiazushang first branched from the south, and later the partial houses in the capital moved to the northeast to settle in, and gradually formed a large village-this is today's Zhoujia Village. The Zhou Family Ancestral Hall, which was renovated two years ago, stands on the east side of the village.

Before liberation, there was still a wasteland around it. Now, not far to the east of the ancestral hall is the Zhou family old house, and not far from the side is the Zhou family village production team office.

The car parked far away on the flat ground in front of the production team office. Zhang Guoqing got out of the car, he picked up the basket and led Zhou Jiao towards the ancestral hall.

From a distance, you can see that the two scarlet doors of the ancestral hall have been opened. At the gate, beside the two stone lions, crowds of people were standing onlookers.

Seeing Zhou Jiao and his wife coming over, some people in the crowd began to greet the two with a smile.

Zhou Jiao looked at everyone with a smile. Her husband and everyone were chattering in her ears. At this moment, scenes of childhood memories reappeared in her mind.

To be counted, the small room at the side entrance of the ancestral hall was her childhood home. This small house was the safe haven for her the longest stay, and the only place that made her feel at ease.

Here she can stay alone freely, not afraid of being calculated. Here is her paradise, no one stops and no one disturbs.

Zhou Jiao left Zhang Guoqing and wandered into the small room alone. The air still smelled of familiar musty, and everything in the room made her feel at ease. This small space was once where she settled down.

Here she wrote the first stroke of her life. Here she embroidered, drew, and memorized many for the first time. In addition to studying secretly here, it was also here that she secretly shrank in the corner and licked herself secretly, crying silently.

Here, in the face of the inaccessible tablets, during those dark years, she silently told her dad the resentment, helplessness, and pain in her heart.

It was also here that she first met Zhang Guoqing when she was a child.

It was here that she resisted tears and made up her mind to trust Zhang Guoqing for life.

Zhou Jiao wandered to the corner, gently FM the trace of the wall corner. Then she used all her strength to engrave the sadness and hatred here and in the bottom of her heart. Thinking back to the past, she still couldn't help but feel sad for herself.

After blinking, Zhou Jiao raised her head to look up at the pillars on the roof, and she smiled hard. Fortunately, her dad is back, and her dad is no longer on the tablet. She should be grateful, she doesn't need to indulge in hatred.

Zhang Guoqing didn't see Zhou Jiao in a blink of an eye, exchanged a few words with everyone, and immediately followed in. Looking at her back at this moment, he stepped forward and patted her lightly, and said in a low voice: "Let’s go, it’s all over. We will get off Dad’s broken log later. Everything is over, we all go Look ahead."

"Yeah. It's all over. Never come back here again."

Zhou Jiao walked out of the room, and finally looked inside deeply. She closed the door gently. After a squeak, the door was closed, as if the past was also locked inside.

Zhang Guoqing carried the basket and pulled her back to the front door.

The two stood there watching the patriarch and they were busy opening doors and windows, and the family members were whispering. Today is the big day of the Zhou family, the middle door is reopened to welcome the newcomer.

Except for the female relatives, the males are cleaning the ancestral hall.

Clan Chief Zhou turned around and saw their young couple carrying baskets, and said with a smile, "Auspicious hour hasn't arrived, so you will be on the family tree when your dad comes over. Wait a while and they will be back soon."

Zhou Jiao smiled and nodded, and said gratefully: "Little grandfather, trouble our tribesmen are tired, and I will bother you today."

Clan Chief Zhou shook his head repeatedly and said, "It's okay, it's all a family of one's own family. Child, it is our Zhou family that didn't take good care of you, and made you suffer. Good boy, don't forget that you said that you are Zhou's family. You must remember Our Zhou family have the same roots. If you have anything, we need old guys to support you. Don't support everything by yourself in the future. Now your dad is back and your family is reunited. The ancestors are watching. , Will bless your family well."

Zhou Jiao nodded sternly when she heard the words, and said, "Little grandpa, I will remember that I am Zhou's family. No matter where I go, I will remember my roots and my home."

"Okay, good boy. With your father in the Zhou family, with you, your main house is still good. Are you free to discuss with your dad if you want to move your main house grave to the ancestral land?"

"Little grandpa, I think it's fine. They are all resting below, let's not disturb them. As long as we juniors know where the ancestor is, we can remember to worship during the holidays."

Zhou Jiao understood the patriarch's thoughts, but she did not plan to discuss the relocation of the grave with her father.

Her father is the survivor of the main family. He can also visit the grave personally in the capital. Besides, Zhoujiacun is not their true ancestral land.

Their direct lineages have been in the capital since ancient times, and the older generations were also southerners. I heard that Zhoujiacun was still in the same vein when her great-grand-brother stayed outside the Guan as officials.

It really needs to be traced back, no ancestor in the main house has ever visited Zhoujiacun's grave. It's the part of Zhou's side house. It is reasonable to say that after Grandpa Zeng passed away ~www.novelmtl.com~ the family returned to Zhoujiacun.

Nowadays, Zhou surnamed people in Zhoujiacun are only closer by blood than southern people, and belong to the same clan. If we get to the bottom of it, it's not that the big family has no criminals, and it might not be clear which generation of the main house or the partial house is a deadly enemy.

From Zhou Jiao's point of view, the Zhou family's genealogy is messy enough, and they should also have their own genealogy.

I don't know how her grandmother Gu Mingzhu found the old patriarch of Zhoujiacun? How does his grandfather Zhou Jinyu, a talented man, count as his own tribe?

After experiencing the Gu family coercion, can you still trust the Zhou family? Dare to trust your son with your cousin? No wonder her aunt Liu Xizhi couldn't find her dad.

Who would have thought that the Zhou family, who lived in the capital for generations, would have an ancestral land in the northeast?

Clan Chief Zhou also understood that it was impossible for their main house to move the tomb. It's just that he always has a fluke, and he hopes that Zhou Jiao's daughter can persuade her father.

This time, Zhou Xiaozheng, the main house, is well developed. If the tomb of Zhengfangzu moved to Zhoujiacun in the future, he would be in the same vein with his Zhou family. In this way, Zhou Xiaozheng will definitely promote his tribe. The Zhou family members asked for help when they encountered problems. But everything was ruined in the hands of an idiot Zhou Jiaren. A good road to the sky was ruined for that family.

Patriarch Zhou estimated that the old patriarch had fancy this point. I hope that the main house and the partial house will unite so that he will take the risk to take in the child.

"Well, what you said makes sense. After that, you remember to come to worship during the festival. I went inside to see how the preparations were. Your dad came over and remembered to call me." Patriarch Zhou looked at her, and let him know if he said it again. They were disgusted and said with a smile.

He went back inside, smiled bitterly and shook his head at the two elders. Don't mention touching Zhou Xiaozheng, even Zhou Yatou refused. This is really nothing!