There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

When the afterglow of the summer sunset fell on the funeral home, the brothers Cheng Sijin and Cheng Siyu, who had rushed back with their wives, burst into tears when they arrived.

There is a kind of pain, which is the heart-wrenching pain of losing a loving father, which can pierce the heart and bones.

The father who tirelessly taught them and assisted them has been separated from them since then, which is an unbearable weight in life.

For the two brothers Cheng Sijin, it will be a lifelong regret that they did not meet their old father before his death, and did not even get together for the last reunion dinner.

But for Cheng Ruzhu, why not?

An atmosphere of sadness enveloped the funeral home.

This is really not a nice place.

Zhou Jiao couldn't believe that one day in the future, she would also experience this kind of pain. Listening to their cries, she burst into tears.

No matter how many contributions you have made to the country in the past, no matter how grand the memorial service is, death is really the end of the world.

Taking one last look at the tombstones in Babaoshan, Zhou Jiao supported Old Mrs. Cheng and left without looking back or being able to look back.

She was really afraid of this place, and she just hoped she would never go to this ghost place again.

But things in the world are unpredictable, and she can do whatever she wants.

As she feared, after sending Mr. Cheng away, the old lady collapsed that day, and she fell into Zhou Jiao's arms.

Staring absently at the door of the emergency room, Zhou Jiao was at a loss.

She knew that the people who loved and protected her in this world made her realize that her grandmother's loving relative really couldn't keep her and was really leaving.

It's useless and can't be saved.

As soon as the old man left, the old lady's heart had already followed him. She was thinking about her underground wife, worried that he would be alone, and she could not forget the saying that we will accompany him hand in hand on the road to hell.

The door to the emergency room opened, and the chief doctor who came out first shook his head at the family members, You guys, go see the old lady for the last time...

Zhou Jiao's eyes darkened when she heard this, and she bit her lip hard. Could anyone tell her that she was still asleep and couldn't escape as she should have.

People from the Cheng family went in one after another. Zhou Jiao didn't have the courage to face all this and looked at those people coming in and out stupidly.

Zhou Xiaozheng looked at his daughter who was leaning in his son-in-law's arms, stroking her head and said, Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Look at your father, he is here.

Cheng Ruzhu walked out of it, crying as she walked, and said with a choked voice to the family surrounding Zhou Jiao: Brother, come in quickly, my mother wants to see you.

Zhou Xiaozheng turned his head stiffly and glanced at her.

Zhang Guoqing squeezed Zhou Jiao's hands and said, Daughter-in-law, let's go to see the old lady.

Zhou Jiao had already woken up when her father was talking to her. She nodded slightly, stood up, and shook her head slightly towards her worried sons.

When Zhou Xiaozheng and his family entered, the place was already crowded with the children and grandchildren of the Cheng family. They automatically made an opening and looked at the old lady leaning there.

I don’t know if it’s a comeback.

At this moment, Mrs. Cheng looked at them with a smile as before.

Aunt...

The old lady grabbed one of Zhou Xiaozheng's hands with both hands and patted his hand, Don't be sad, this will happen to everyone when they get old. According to fortune tellers, I have lived for more than ten years.

...

The old lady looked at Miao Lishan, Zhou Jiao and Zhang Guoqing and her son who were standing behind him, and said with a smile: I see my eldest sister and eldest brother-in-law and I can finally tell them the good news.

Auntie.

Grandma.

The old lady looked at Zhou Xiaozheng with kind eyes and said, You did a good job.

Zhou Xiaozheng held back his tears, I haven't done enough. I haven't been with you properly, and I haven't fulfilled my filial piety properly.

What a stupid boy.

Zhou Xiaozheng's nose felt sour, and he couldn't help but shed tears anymore - from now on, no one could call him a silly boy, and there would no longer be a mother-like old man who would remember him.

On this day, at 8:40 pm on the day that Mr. Cheng was buried, Mrs. Cheng left with a smile and followed her husband.

Unlike Mr. Cheng's departure, the old lady's departure took away the laughter for a while, especially when Miao Lishan slipped up several times and I asked the old lady to discuss it.

Seeing Zhou Jiao losing weight, Zhang Guoqing had to think of ways to restore her mood.

Daughter-in-law, have you noticed that Dad has lost a lot of weight recently? In the living room last night, I also found that Dad has several white hairs.

The more Zhang Guoqing talked, the more he noticed that his wife's brows were frowning more tightly, He is also worried that you have lost your appetite recently. I see that he has aged a lot.

Zhou Jiao could still sit still, Do you really have white hair?

Maybe I got it wrong. Why don't you go and take a look? He is still reading documents in the study. He has eaten midnight snacks and still doesn't sleep. Mom said he doesn't sleep for a few hours every day.

Zhou Jiao took him up with one hand, Come on, let's go downstairs. Dad really didn't tell him that he couldn't work hard. He's quite young, and you, too...

A smile flashed in Zhang Guoqing's eyes, and he quickly assured, Yes, I will pay more attention to my health in the future. I also want to live a good 200 years with you.

Zhou Jiao laughed out loud, What nonsense, two hundred years old? You might as well say you are striving for immortality.

Zhang Guoqing was immediately elated when he saw her smile.

He just said that his father-in-law was his wife's Achilles heel. The old lady is gone, so he can't still fall into sadness. He has given his wife two weeks, which is enough.

This little body has been with the old lady for so long since Mr. Cheng fell down. It would be a shame to delay her any longer.

For those who love the point of view, they can only change their purpose. Fortunately, they are right.

In the study, Zhou Jiao looked at Zhou Xiaozheng nervously, took his pulse, checked his hair next to his head, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Zhang Guoqing was a bit exaggerated, she knew that she could no longer be depressed.

The dead can never be brought back, the living are the most important. She needs to take good care of her dearest family members, not for anything else but to live a good life.

Especially her parents, she wanted them to spend more time with her, so in addition to having food and clothing, she also had to make them feel comfortable.

Zhou Jiao, who was deep in thought, didn't notice that Zhou Xiaozheng and Zhang Guoqing, the father-in-law and son-in-law, looked at each other and smiled. Of course, even if she noticed, she would only be moved by their intentions.

Following the death of the old lady and his wife, happy events came one after another from Miao Tianming's letters abroad, and soon Zhou Jiao's attention began to drift away.

With a professional financial manager, the difference is that the commissions spent immediately realize their value.

The other party is better at international financial analysis, and coupled with the Miao family's small team operation, the profits from oil futures are even greater than she originally imagined.

Just as Miao Tianming's latest letter asked Zhou Jiao, should he enable futures leverage?

At the end of this summer, the Iran-Iraq war came...