There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Zhang's old yard, Zhang's mother and two daughters-in-law have been busy since the early morning. They have prepared several large pots of corn dregs and corn buns, stewed potatoes with ribs, stewed beans, stewed Chinese cabbage with lard residue, and added pickles.

Busy and busy, time passed quickly, and it was noon in a while.

Mother Zhang brought her daughter-in-law, and the three of them picked and picked, and placed them all in the temporary thatched house in the new yard. Here is a good one, and the fragrance spreads. Father Zhang quickly asked everyone to eat first, and then do it in the afternoon.

Just stewed potatoes with pork ribs in this wooden plate, the meat is mostly potato pieces, and there are a few pieces of meat in the stewed Chinese cabbage with lard residue. Everyone still said that Zhang's father is kind and Zhang's mother is generous. The villagers who came to deliver the stones, and even the children who followed, were also pulled over by Father Zhang to eat together.

Everyone has been busy all morning, and they are not polite, they are all gobbled up. There are not many chairs around, squatting, leaning, all kinds of chairs. In rural areas, those who really don’t mind having to sit at the table will automatically leave the only few chairs to the elders and master bricklayers.

After a while, the meals were all empty, even the broth was eaten with rough steamed buns, and the wooden barrels and wooden plates picked were empty.

Zhang's father saw that he even called out to his wife, Mother of the child, this place is not enough, quickly bring your daughter-in-law and add more.

The master bricklayer hiccupped, shook his hand, and shouted: Stop shouting. I'm full, and I hiccupped without seeing me? Old sister-in-law, don't listen to him.

Zhang's mother looked at her wife hesitantly, all of this was brought up, how could she change it all of a sudden? Seeing that everyone said they were full, I breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone is helping her family with work, but people must not be hungry, or they will have a bad reputation. Her father-in-law is always talking about it when he is alive, and he would rather save his mouth and tighten his belt than help his good people wronged.

She prepared a full meal for 30 people in the morning, so she should be full. It seems that tomorrow we still need to prepare more corn bread. If you can't finish eating, you can keep it, and you can take one or two back for everyone.

Nowadays, even steamed buns are rare items. Seeing that some villagers didn't have the nerve to eat more, they secretly kept the saved buns in their bosoms, which they planned to bring to the children at home. Zhang's mother felt sad when she saw it, and secretly looked away, pretending not to see it.

After thinking about it, it is better to double the amount. She will only build a house this time in her life. Still don't be reluctant to part with the rations, preferring to save some at home, but also to make everyone who comes to help happy. Maybe there will not be many people working in the village tomorrow, and someone will come to help, and I have to start steaming steamed buns as soon as I get up in the morning, or I won’t be able to make it to lunch.

After a break, Zhang Guoqing greeted everyone and left beforehand.

Father Zhang and the others were full, sat down to smoke dry cigarettes, and chatted with the master bricklayer for a while, watching the villagers who brought the stones go home to rest. Just about to suggest that the master bricklayer should rest.

The master bricklayer looked at his apprentices and said cheerfully, How is it? Can you eat enough? Go on after eating and drinking enough, and try to finish the two courtyards as soon as possible.

After finishing speaking, he stood up and kicked the big apprentice, Hurry up and take them to continue. Their old Zhang family are all kind people, you work hard, they know it well, and they can't lose you.

The master bricklayer just passed his 60th birthday last year. He is very healthy and healthy, and he wanders around when he has nothing to do. Now there are two sons in the family, and the eldest son has inherited his craft. The younger son followed the Yue family into the city. The family conditions are well-off, and this time it is also because the eldest son has a job in the city, and he came out of the mountain due to affection.

Speaking of his craftsmanship, everyone from all over the world has their thumbs up. Don't look at him living a comfortable life now, when his parents were alive, the family was so poor that mice didn't even come to his house. But he is clever, and he ran to the provincial capital to make a living at a young age, helping his parents to support his younger siblings. I have pulled rickshaws in the provincial capital, carried goods on the wharf, and worked as a salesman. I got into everything to make money.

By chance, I met Grandpa Zhang who was still alive. The two chatted and found out that they were from the same village. Grandpa Zhang is an enthusiastic person. At such a young age, it is not a problem for him to get up early and work late at night. He has no skills in his hands. He gave him an idea and introduced him to a famous bricklayer in the provincial capital.

He always remembered the kindness of Grandpa Zhang back then, and he couldn't forget the wild game. Several grandchildren of the old Zhang family learned some handicrafts from him. This time, as soon as Father Zhang came and talked about building a yard, he agreed without saying a word. Even when his wife winked and his son said that he would come over to catch up with work next year, he dealt with it secretly.

Zhang Guoqing returned to the room, looked at the leftover food in the room, and asked her worriedly, Jiaojiao, why are there any leftovers? Are you unable to eat? Do you want to eat anything? Let's change it.

Zhou Jiao frowned slightly, and said softly: Let's forget it, I still have a lot of confinement meals in it. You bought it and it's conspicuous, so make it first. Are you not full at noon? Mom is gone, and the food at home must be Back to the original, it’s still Wowotou, I can smell that smell.”

Barely ate a bun, just eating vegetables. You keep something in your hand for you to eat slowly. There is chicken soup on the stove, I can mix it with leftovers and eat.

Zhou Jiao didn't listen to him. She has long known that he is strong and eats a lot. In addition to doing heavy work today, a small bowl of rice is not enough for him to fit between his teeth. Zhou Jiao directly took out two large bowls of boxed rice, sweet and sour short ribs, and grilled steak. Seeing that they were all meat dishes, she nodded in satisfaction.

Come and eat, don't you still have to go out today? We've eaten all of them. We're not afraid of running out of food. There's no need to save it for me. You have to take care of yourself—I think it's better to move early, you're so tired If you go down, you will have an accident. You don’t get enough sleep every day. You get up in the early morning and lie down in the middle of the night. See if you can give me money. It's all eaten.

Zhang Guoqing watched her worryingly muttering with a smile, and after she finished speaking, he comforted her: I know, I know, don't worry. If you're really tired, I won't go. It's okay now. Don't feel sorry for me. We are doing well now. Didn’t you see that today’s buns are all regarded as treasures by everyone, and they are reluctant to eat them, so they secretly hide them in their arms and take them back. Some people came over with stones, their faces were yellow and emaciated, and their clothes were only single clothes and full of patches. I wear straw sandals on my feet, and the child behind me is also wearing unlined clothes and straw sandals, trembling. I saw that my nose was sore, and I wanted to take off my clothes and put them on for the child. But it was just an idea, not really do it.

Zhou Jiao patted him lightly, and there was no need to say some words. In such a big environment, their strength was too small, and they might be involved too much. They are just little people, and they can only be little people.

After Zhang Guoqing finished eating, he hugged his son and chatted with Zhou Jiao, then took the little note prepared by Jiaojiao, and said goodbye to her with two bottles of wine.