There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

"Mom, I'm here..."

As soon as Zhou Jiao got off the train, she heard the familiar cry of Ping An, and she was not surprised. Following the direction of the voice, she saw her parents with their children in front.

"Dad and Mom, didn't I tell Goddad not to telegraph you? Come take the trouble."

Zhou Xiaozheng glanced at her, so stupid! There is a car and a driver at home, and it’s not easy to pick them up when they go to school.

Lin Lishan happily betrayed her husband, "As soon as your dad receives the call and learns that you are coming back, I know he will come and pick you up. I'm afraid he won't follow me, I won't be safe..."

Zhou Xiaozheng coughed twice, preventing his wife from speaking uncontrollably, "Let's go, Xiao Wang and the others came out with their luggage."

Zhou Jiao turned around and saw that the two of them were really conspicuous in military uniforms, and then smiled: "Dad, can the car sit down? I won't let them both run back."

Ping An first stretched out **** to compare, "Mom, it's two small cars. Dad, I'm here, Dad..."

"Dad, Mom, why are you here in person?" Zhang Guoqing happily speeded up a few steps to take the child, and greeted Zhou Xiaozheng and his wife.

"Grandpa and grandma miss Mom and Dad, and I miss you too. Grandpas in the yard also miss Dad. Why did they say that Xiao Wu hasn't come back?"

Everyone was amused by the safe and vivid learning.

When he arrived at the stopping point, Zhang Guoqing didn't need to say anything, and took the initiative to sit in the driving position, and made Xiao Wang in the car behind him smile and shook his head-you'll know it will be great in a second.

Sure enough, the car drove to the gate of the compound and was stopped. Of course it's not the sentry. Who knows the sentry the most, there is really no one except Zhang Guoqing.

"What are you guys doing here? Go to home." Zhang Guoqing had no choice but to stop and shouted to Wan Dayong and the others.

"You come out immediately, we're looking for something to do with you." After Wan Dayong finished speaking, several people quickly waved to let him go in. The sky was thundering, how did they see Comrade Zhou also in this car?

Zhang Guoqing observed their expressions, and there was nothing impatient. He smiled and nodded, waved to them, and drove slowly into the compound.

Lin Lishan waited for the car to leave not far, and smiled: "They are afraid of your dad. I met me on the road before and have asked you when you will be back several times. I guess it's not a hurry, maybe I just want to see if you bring them The meat comes back."

Zhang Guoqing shook his head speechlessly. What a nice person his father-in-law is, I really can't figure out why those people don't take their eyes to appreciate!

Unwilling to be lonely, Ping An interjected: "The dean's grandmother and aunt are also afraid of my grandfather. My grandfather has Mucang and shot her rebelliously."

The family was irritated by his milky voice and laughed again.

Zhou Jiao agreed with him, "Yes. So children have to be obedient, and they have to be beaten if they don't."

Ping An looked at her sadly. He was obedient, he didn't cry for his mother, he was more obedient than any other kid. His grandfather praised himself, so why didn't his mother praise himself.

Zhou Xiaozheng slapped his fine hair, "Peace is very good, we must continue to maintain it."

Hearing the words, Ping'an bends his eyes, and immediately thinks of something, and immediately sits down straight and narrows his smile, "I am a man, and I do what I say."

Everyone was forced to laugh by him. If this laughs out loud, the child should be aggrieved and angry. Everyone went on to exaggerate a few words, and saw that he had a small face with his eyes shining-it seems that no matter how smart the child is, he still needs more praise.

When he arrived home, a few soldiers helped him, and his luggage and items were quickly moved into the living room. The sacks packed this time are full of various game, fine grains and several barrels of oil in order to cross the open road.

Since the separation of the family and cooking, Zhou Jiao has forgotten that nowadays, the common cooking dishes are all cooking with gauze dipped in oil to polish the bottom of the pot. Even Aunt Chen ordered two chopsticks for cooking.

When she returned to her hometown this time, she realized that she was a little negligent. She worries that animal oil is not good for health, so she deliberately found different oil mills to grind several barrels of soybean oil and peanut oil.

Aunt Chen was delighted that their husband and wife came back with game, and she was ecstatic to see two barrels of 20 kilograms of oil. In these two months, the oil quota of each household has been reduced again. She was worrying about asking Zhou Jiao to report, it would be enough for a whole year now.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Jiao didn't prompt her to give half of it to her relatives and friends. Please make her happy first, anyway, sooner or later it will make Aunt Chen feel distressed, it is better to be later.

Lin Lishan saw her son-in-law say hello to leave, and hurriedly shouted: "Xiao Wu, bring some meat over."

Zhang Guoqing shook his hand. How to take it well, whether to give it or not is a problem.

When Zhou Jiao saw this, she pulled her mother and whispered: "Xiao Wu has too many good friends, wait for them to have a dinner together, and then bring it over. Now it's not for anyone."

Zhou Xiaozheng shook his head silently at the mother and daughter, "The one who should give it away will be arranged first. Your aunt and grandma will be late. She will go to your sister-in-law in the morning, and she will be here almost later."

"My sister-in-law, is she okay?"

Zhou Xiaozheng curled up his mouth and smiled: "Xiaoyu was beaten by his dad in a fight. The old lady is going to fight the fire."

Zhou Jiao raised her eyebrows in surprise. That gentleman Wen Congwen would also do it? Shouldn't you talk but not your hands. She didn't ask any more, if she didn't expect it wrong, the kid should come over to ask for comfort later.

"Dad, are you all right at home these days?"

"Very good, but you are not at home, the house is much deserted. How are your in-laws and others? Did your Uncle Da Shan say anything?"

Zhou Jiao smiled after hearing it, "It's all good. Uncle Da Shan and Xiao Wu talked for a long time, but still don't want to transfer to the provincial capital, thinking that Chi Xiaohao will be the king. Zuo Lin's family wants to return to Beijing earlier. Aunt Zuo said Zuo. The old man returned to Beijing to recuperate a year ago. Has Zuo Sen already been transferred back?"

Zhou Xiaozheng nodded ~www.novelmtl.com~ Zuo Sen's transfer order has been issued, and he will take office in the next year. "

Zhou Jiaoyuan wanted to ask which department the other party was transferred to, and then after thinking about it, let it go. Her father didn't care, indicating that no accident happened, everything was in his expectation. When Zuo's family returns to Beijing, it will naturally be clear.

Aunt Chen finally saw their father and daughter talk together, and whispered next to him: "The chief has a meal first. I have left Xiaowu's food in the pot."

Zhou Jiao smiled and patted her forehead. She was not hungry but forgot that her parents and children had been waiting for herself at the station. She immediately stood up and pulled him up, screaming everyone to eat first.

Halfway through the meal, Mrs. Cheng brought twelve-year-old Wen Chengyu to Zhou's house.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Jiao quickly asked Aunt Chen to add bowls and chopsticks, and pulled away Wen Chengyu, who was aggrievedly pulling her face, and said softly: "Quickly tell your sister what you like. We Xiaoyu are now uncles, so you can't let your nephew laugh."

Hearing this, Ping An looked up at him, giggled, "You were beaten by you."

After being coaxed by him, Wen Chengyu regained his energy and ran in front of him, retorting: "You little thing knows what, I was not beaten. I beat two adults alone."

Ping An rolled her small white eyes and said lightly, "Stupid." After speaking, she turned her head and opened her mouth to Lin Lishan, waiting for her to feed.

Old Mrs. Cheng looked at her dazed grandson, she couldn't help but laugh out loud and reminded him, "You forgot to call him small things. Ping An doesn't like others saying he is small."

Wen Chengyu was so angry that he pointed at him, "I will never play with you again next time. You forgot your uncle secretly helped you..."

Ping An hurriedly pulled him and pointed to the dishes on the table, "You see there is meat, come and eat it."

Zhou Jiao and the others watched with a smile, watching the two children fight their way forward. The three-year-old Xiaodouding had a conversation with the twelve-year-old boy, and they did not forget to chat while eating.