There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

In the golden autumn of October, Zhou Jiao had no idea how foreign financial markets were changing. She only knew that the arrival of international letters was a sign of good news.

At the same time, Laozhai's vegetable greenhouse cultivation technology has become more mature and has been put into use on a test field in the suburbs by the Department of Agriculture.

As she imagined, Yuan Shuzhen was transferred to work as a technician. Although I am still a temporary worker, I cannot escape the opportunity to become a full-time employee when the harvest comes at the end of the year.

I thought that when Uncle Yuan left, Aunt Yuan would also leave, but in the end she stayed. So this year, two more veterans were added to the old house.

The days passed slowly, and the shadow left by Mrs. Cheng and the couple's departure seemed to dissipate with time, but everyone knew that everyone just kept the sadness deep in their hearts.

Especially the children of the closest relatives.

Miao Lishan put down the phone, looked at Zhou Jiao and sighed, Your uncle has decided to take leave to accompany your sister-in-law for a walk. We can't let her stay here and have her own thoughts.

Zhou Jiao rubbed her face with her hands, Has he decided where to go?

She was quite in favor of Cheng Ruzhu and his wife going out to relax. The departure of the old lady and the two of them has made Cheng Ruzhu feel a lot depressed.

They said they were going to your eldest cousin first. After the funeral last time, they hurried back. Now let the two brothers and sisters have a good chat.

Sichuan Province is a good place with a suitable climate and beautiful mountains and rivers, which is not inferior to Xiajiangnan. Having Cheng Sijin, who is like an elder brother and a father, can always give him some relief.

If that doesn't work, wait until the end of the year and ask Cheng Ruzhu to stay with Cheng Siyu, Cheng's second son, for a few days.

When they set off, I'll see them off.

No, your uncle just wants to inform us and he should leave in the next two days. Just stop by his house when you come back from get off work tomorrow.

Zhou Jiao had no objection to her mother's suggestion and nodded after hearing this.

It was a rare weekend, and the sun was setting now. Not to mention her father who left early in the morning, even Zhang Guoqing couldn't make it home in time for dinner.

They were busy again.

Zhou Jiao glanced at the clock in the living room. It was already past four in the afternoon. She chatted with her mother for a few words and then left alone for the kitchen.

When he came back on May Day, the aroma of the dishes had filled the air. He touched his belly and secretly felt lucky that he had ditched the school activities and escaped home.

Xiaobao, come to grandma quickly.

When Wu Yi heard this, she smiled and ran towards Miao Lishan at the door of the living room, her voice full of complaints, Grandma, it's a good thing I came back alone. You can call me by my nickname from now on.

Miao Lishan looked at him funny, turned around and walked in, No need to discuss! Isn't Xiaobao just a nickname? Your mother is so old, and your grandpa often calls her good.

Wu Yi put his hand on her shoulder and rolled his eyes speechlessly, Okay, okay, you keep saying whatever you want. When my brother's son is born, what else can you call me.

Miao Lishan chuckled suddenly.

Grandma, is my mother in the kitchen?

No, she said she would cook two more dishes to satisfy your craving. Why are you back so late today?

There's something going on at school. Wuyi pushed his grandma to sit on the sofa, while he pointed outside, I'm going to help my mother, you're always waiting.

When Zhou Xiaozheng and Zhang Guoqing came back, the table in the dining room had been set with food, and they hurriedly washed their hands and ate.

Although the Zhou family does not have a rule of not talking during meals and not talking when sleeping, if nothing happens, the family is still used to going back to the living room to chat after dinner.

What to talk about?

A TV set in the living room was on again and was playing the news.

The family's topics not only talk about current affairs, politics, and people's livelihood issues, but also mix in issues related to their own work and study.

Anyway, it’s nonsense.

Same as usual.

As soon as the news ended, they went to other programs, leaving Miao Lishan to continue to enjoy the show. Zhou Jiao and her daughter started the Othello game.

On the other hand, Wuyi was tired of being next to his father, Zhang Guoqing. The father and son huddled together, whispering, and laughing happily from time to time.

Of course, Zhou Xiaozheng did not waste any time. He held the white chess piece in one hand and sipped the top-quality Longjing tea from a small teacup in the other hand, while chatting with his precious daughter about something other than chess.

The atmosphere in the living room is warm and peaceful.

Not long after, a harsh phone call rang.

I'll pick him up, grandpa, please rest. Wuyi stood up immediately, glanced at the time on the wall clock, and entered his grandpa's big study.

The two telephones in the upper left corner of the desk are red and black. The red one is Zhou Xiaozheng's special plane, and the black one is ringing at this time, which is the Zhou family's external phone number.

Wuyi grabbed the phone: Hello? Who is this?

Is it Ping An or 6151? I'm your uncle. Ask your mother to come over and answer the phone.

On the phone, Zhu Ling was uncharacteristically calm and calm, and his voice became panicked and nervous. Wuyi immediately stopped smiling, I am Wuyi, uncle, please stay calm first. What happened?

I can't calm down. Your master passed out and is now in the hospital.

Wu Yi's heart skipped a beat and she quickly replied, We'll be there in ten minutes.

After hanging up the phone, Wuyi quickly returned to the living room, Mom, Dad, come with me for a walk. He shook his head at his grandfather Zhou Xiaozheng.

It's not that he doesn't want his grandpa to go there. It's a bit bad that his status is too valuable. If he goes out, he will be surrounded by security guards, let alone traveling at night.

Miao Lishan turned off the TV and asked quickly: Whose phone number is it?

My uncle called me, grandma. I'll tell you the details when I get back.

Zhou Xiaozheng glanced at his daughter who had jumped up with worried eyes, and told Zhang Guoqing: Keep an eye on Jiaojiao, and call home if you need anything.

good.

While talking, Zhou Jiao had already stood up and walked out, Mom and Dad, please go to bed early.

Zhang Guoqing nodded to his father-in-law and followed her out the door.

In the back seat of the car, Zhou Jiao held Zhang Guoqing's hand tightly without saying a word. Ever since the old lady and her husband left, she had been worried that her master's end was approaching.

But she never expected it to be so soon. Some time ago, she had discussed with her senior brothers to wait until his 100th birthday in two years to give him a good birthday.

Wu Yi drove the car and glanced at the car's interior mirror from time to time, observing Zhou Jiao, Mom, my master is fine, he just fainted. I guess he went somewhere to play and forgot to eat.

Before, he said that he would have to wait for my three brothers to get married and have children, and he would have to choose one to inherit the mantle. Last week, I went with my brother and the others, and he also said that no matter how we plan the family, we have to leave one for him.

Zhou Jiao twitched her lips and said, He will be fine, please drive carefully.

Okay. Mom, don't be nervous. I think my master is a living god. He will be fine for another twenty years. In the summer, he and a few of us went to the village to steal melons.

In order to comfort his mother, Wuyi did not hesitate to expose embarrassing things, My master went down to the river with our three brothers to fish for shrimps. He filled a bamboo basket full of shrimps, and our three brothers only had half...