There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

In the main room of the old courtyard, Zhang Guoqing sat on the kang with Father Zhang and the others. When Wu Yi came in, he handed the candied haws to Zhang Ziwen, his eyes flashed, and then he listened happily to Father Zhang's speech.

If there is any conflict between the younger generation, as long as his son feels happy. As for him, it is enough not to forget the kindness of his father and mother.

Some things cannot be forced.

As the Chinese New Year approaches, his father is turning seventy. Perhaps he should discuss the celebration arrangements with his two brothers.

And his mother is only one year younger than his father. He might not have a holiday for his parents' birthdays next year or the next year, so why not celebrate them together?

Different from the past, this time all three sons and two daughters of Father Zhang were present.

There are two tables in the main room, and the Kang table on the Kang is also filled with a table of wine and food. Father Zhang was sitting on the kang with his three sons, two sons-in-law, and a grandson-in-law.

There was a table for the remaining women and children, and a table for the next generation of male grandchildren.

Before using her chopsticks, Mother Zhang introduced the granddaughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law present to Zhou Jiao one by one. Logically, this should be Huang Cuilan's job.

It's just that I don't know what Huang Cuilan is thinking, she looks distracted.

When Zhou Jiao saw this, she didn't even dare to get in front of her. She was worried that if she accidentally poked the other person, the atmosphere would become tense and the situation would be ruined.

Another point was that she found that her nieces and nephews seemed to be afraid of her, which made her have to reflect on whether she had made any mistakes in her behavior.

Because it was already late, except for the table where Father Zhang was drinking and chatting, the rest of the table were either busy serving their little ancestors or filling their stomachs first.

After a while, Zhou Jiao, who had a stomachache from eating, finally breathed a sigh of relief. If it were anyone else, he wouldn't be able to bear it if someone around him made a lot of noise and glanced at him quickly.

Zhou Jiao invited her two eldest aunts to stay at her house for a night, but they laughed at her and said they had to lay the floor, but they didn't get angry because her house really couldn't accommodate her.

After chatting with the two sisters for a few words, in fact, they had already exchanged words just now. Seeing that they were busy taking care of the children, Zhou Jiao quickly squeezed her mother-in-law's hand and found an excuse to go home first.

When the three Ping An brothers saw her leaving on the grounds that the pot in the backyard was still burning, they sat for a while and then left on the grounds that they were tired from the mountain this morning.

After their family left, Zhang Guoqing was the only one left. Zhang's mother looked at the granddaughter-in-law on Panasonic's shoulders and burst into laughter.

Father Zhang turned to look at his wife in surprise, What makes you so happy?

Mother Zhang smiled and shook her head. With her son-in-law and the others here, how could she say that the juniors were actually afraid of her Jiaojiao family? No one believes it.

However, when Zhang Meili led her daughters-in-law to rest in the west wing, she pointed at them angrily, Why are you all mute in front of your little aunt?

Zhang Ziwen's wife shrank her neck and said with a smile: Mom, I don't know why, but I'm standing in front of my little aunt and my heart is pounding.

Zhang Ziwu's wife smiled in agreement and said, Mom, my sister-in-law is right. As long as my aunt stares at me, my scalp will feel numb.

Zhang Zicong's wife looked at her two sisters-in-law, then at her mother-in-law, and hesitated, Is that the kind of look that wants to see through you?

The three sisters-in-law looked at each other and closed their mouths without saying a word. If they continue talking, it seems that they have bad thoughts in their hearts and are afraid that others will see through.

Zhang Meili didn't ask any more questions when she saw this. That was because they had little contact with their sister-in-law, and once they got to know her, they knew what a good person she was.

In order to let her daughters-in-law know better about her sister-in-law, Zhang Meili then mentioned how her brother and his wife had taken care of her family in the past years.

Like the four mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the west wing, Huang Cuilan's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who were washing the dishes in the kitchen were also talking about Zhou Jiao. The only difference was that Huang Cuilan was answering.

Mom, what kind of person is my aunt?

Huang Cuilan quickly turned to look at the kitchen door, Keep your voice down, haven't you seen how much your breasts care for this little daughter-in-law? She can't even compare to her own daughter-in-law.

Zhang Mingzuo's wife Wei Qiulian immediately lowered her voice, Grandma is with my little aunt, she won't come out. Mom, why do I feel that my aunt is different from what the children's father said.

Huang Cuilan glanced at her and said, She is very good to several children. She used to give them good things. Yaya has caught a cold in the past two days and is afraid of infecting her old aunt, otherwise she would have been here long ago.

Wei Qiulian looked at her thoughtfully, What about outsiders?

Do you know how many good sisters she has after staying in her hometown for so many years? Huang Cuilan raised a finger, Only one! She is the only one of your Uncle Dashan's Zhao Yuanyuan.

Zhang Mingyou's wife Fang Xiaoxian opened her mouth when she heard this, So weird?

It's not strange. She doesn't like to crowd into the crowds. She won't come to the door unless others are looking for her. She is a bit cold-tempered, but she is a very nice person. People who have been with her say that she is a nice person. .

How she is now, I don't know. However, in the past, when your brother-in-law was here in your hometown, others did not dare to look for her. Your brother-in-law was afraid that she would be bullied.

Wei Qiulian and Fang Xiaoxian immediately covered their mouths and laughed.

Huang Cuilan shook her head when she saw this, What's so funny about this? If you have been with them for a long time, you will know how good your uncle is to her. Women can't compare with women.

Wei Qiulian knew that she was thinking of her own sadness, so she quickly changed the subject, Mom, you haven't said anything about how she treats outsiders?

Yes, Mom, I see that although she smiles at a few of us, she is not very enthusiastic.

That's just the way she is.

After Huang Cuilan finished speaking, she sighed and turned to leave. How are you treating outsiders? She didn't want to say more to her daughters-in-law, as they would naturally understand in the future.

Sister-in-law, why didn't you say anything tonight? Didn't you keep saying that you haven't seen a real person? How about seeing me now?

Gong Xiaoya watched her mother-in-law leave, stood up, beat her waist, smiled and shook her head, It's just like I imagined. She is so beautiful and young, and standing in front of her is very stressful. Fortunately, she is not my mother-in-law.

Wei Qiulian looked at her speechlessly. Mother-in-law? This is the daughter of the vice chairman's family, and the only daughter. How much virtue have you accumulated in your previous life?

Fang Xiaoxian nodded in agreement, Sister-in-law is right. If this were my mother-in-law, I wouldn't dare marry Mingyou. I feel uncomfortable just thinking about having such a mother-in-law.

Wei Qiulian rolled her eyes at them with a smile, You've almost got it.

Aren't you afraid of her?

Wei Qiulian smiled and said nothing more. This is not a question of fear, but a sense of distance.

Zhou Jiao, who was at home, naturally didn't know what the young wives in the old home said about her. Of course, even if she knew, she wouldn't care. She's not her daughter-in-law.

She is now worried about the three sons in front of her: they are all practicing calligraphy. What happened in the middle of the night? Who made them feel unhappy?