There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

After get off work, Zhang Guofu came to Huang Yaozong's house with a car and wine.

After the family had dinner, the son-in-law proposed to pick up the child. Huang's father took the opportunity to ask his son-in-law to take them to Zhang Guoqing's house to visit his in-laws.

A group of people came to the yard of Zhang Guoqing's house. Seeing that the yard door was unlocked, Huang's father pushed it open, entered the yard, and called Zhang's father and Zhang's mother.

Zhou Jiao heard the sound in the kitchen and came out curiously to have a look, and found out that it was from her sister-in-law's family. I immediately understood in my heart that this was coming to explain the apology.

Come in quickly, my father is listening to a drama. The voice is loud, so you must not be able to hear the sound from outside. Brother, parents and the others are all in the living room, please take your in-laws, grandpa and the others in.

Huang Cuilan gently moved to Zhou Jiao's side, and saw her natal family entered the living room. She took Zhou Jiao's hand and said, Jiaojiao, my sister-in-law is finished, and my mother is angry. Please help my sister-in-law.

Following her strength, Zhou Jiao followed her to the kitchen, and asked strangely, Mother is not angry. What's the matter? Is my sister-in-law being overwhelmed?

Huang Cuilan whispered in her ear: When my elder brother saw Mother buying defective products there, he joked that Xiao Wu would let her buy those? Mother probably thought he was satirizing Xiao Wu, so she got angry at that time.

Zhou Jiao really didn't expect this to happen again. She squinted her eyes and said with a smile: Sister-in-law, you scared me. Why do I think it's a joke? How could mother be angry?

Don't you know, we motherfuckers? The heart is very broad. It's fine. Don't worry about it. She has been smiling ever since she came back. You think too much.

angry? Of course angry! Her mother-in-law wouldn't be angry if you just said such a light word. The tone and attitude of speaking is the key.

The most important thing is probably that her mother-in-law felt that she, the eldest daughter-in-law, was not interested in the Zhang family. It's good and you don't miss your family. This is the most important.

She had no intention of getting involved in this dispute between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. What does it have to do with her? What is it with her?

See, sharing adversity is easy, sharing wealth is difficult. No matter how many mistakes she made, she never dared to treat others sincerely. Look, this is the reality.

Huang Cuilan felt a lot more relaxed after hearing what Zhou Jiao said. This time she would watch her boil a small bowl of pear soup, and asked curiously, Jiaojiao, who are you drinking this for?

Didn't Dad like to smoke? I saw that he started to cough last night. Let's try it first and see if it improves.

Normally, she would have steamed a big pot, but now she is not interested. Especially after the other party came in, he never mentioned that she didn't drag him to buy defective products. She, Zhou Jiao, doesn't care about things outside her body, but she considers herself a layman, and what she cares about is her heart.

Oh, should I bring it in? It's too hot, I'll carry it for you. Without waiting for Zhou Jiao's reaction, Huang Cuilan picked up the bowl and put it on the plate, and walked out first.

Zhou Jiao narrowed her eyes slightly, and followed her into the living room with a smile.

...It's okay, just kidding, whoever takes it seriously will be fine. My in-laws will stay in the city for a few days this time. I'll take you to meet some old men. Every morning they exercise not far ahead Body. Those old men are fun. They can do everything.

I'm not used to staying here, so I'll go back tomorrow. You're still young, and I'm really old. There are so many people in the city and it's too noisy, but my hometown is more comfortable. If I don't walk around the village for a day, I'm just empty-headed.

Zhou Jiao returned to the bedroom and leaned on the Kang, listening to their conversation outside. She was in a daze for a while, then sat up and took out a pack of embroidery thread, put it on the kang and opened it.

For these embroidery threads, Zhang Guoqing went to the provincial capital to find Zhao Chuanguang and his wife for help. If it weren't for Huang Huimin's great energy, she wouldn't be able to find everything.

Splitting the thread may be a boring thing for others, but Zhou Jiao enjoys the process very much.

Every time she gets upset, she just sits there and splits the thread, concentrating on everything and forgetting everything. When you are tired, you fall asleep. Waking up the next day is another day.

When I was young, I was sad and sad, grabbed a small handful of thread, went back to the ancestral hall, and slowly began to split the thread. Watching strands of thin thread appear in my hand, it was as if all the sadness and pain had been dispersed. She kept chopping the thread like this, and when it was dark, her eyes were tired, her spirit was relaxed, and the sadness in her heart was gone.

Now that the silk thread was in her hand again, Zhou Jiao closed her eyes and rested for a moment, then she began to move quickly. Maybe it's a habit that has become natural, and the fingers slide subconsciously.

Gradually, the embroidery thread in her hand turned into four strands and eight strands as her movements accelerated...

Zhang Guoqing sent the guests away, and saw this scene as soon as he came in with the child and Zhang mother. The kang was covered with thick and thin colorful silk threads. Zhou Jiao sat in the middle like a monk in meditation, her fingers slid quickly, and her eyes narrowed slightly. Lines, not aware of their arrival.

At this moment, he remembered that Zhou Jiao stayed in the study all the time when she came back from her mother's house in the past, and she kept practicing calligraphy, from cursive script to lower case. ——This time I messed with her.

Mother Zhang held her son, not daring to make a slight movement. Although she doesn't know Su embroidery, she can do simple patterns. She knew whether it would be interrupted, this is what the old man used to say about being absorbed.

Following the rapid movement of Zhou Jiao's hands, Zhang's mother closed her eyes, and opened them again, not daring to look again. Now she knows why Zhou Jiao hides her skills and doesn't show them.

If she had been seen by that woman under Huang Zhaodi's eyes in the early years, she would have made money embroidering day and night.

She didn't even have to wait for Zhou Jiao to start embroidering patterns. With this hand-splitting technique, she had already seen that she was definitely not good at embroidery, but proficient in it.

Seeing that his son was hungry, Zhang Guoqing began to walk lightly to the kang, but seeing that she still didn't respond, he hummed the little tune she often hums to his son.

Zhou Jiao woke up, quickly drew out the last puff, and exhaled slowly. She smiled as if relieved: Mother, why didn't you call me? Has the guest left?

Just left. Before you left, your sister-in-law came in to see you. After she went out, she said that you were infatuated, so she didn't call you.

Zhou Jiao didn't care about tidying up, jumped off the kang, wiped her hands with a wet towel, and took her son, Mother, there are buns in the stove, you and Dad remember to eat. Have you drank the pear soup? Can you see if Dad has any? Better? Drink it tomorrow.

Zhang's mother knew that she had a thin face, and when she saw her turn around to nurse, she smiled and said, Got it. You're fine, mother, go back to your room. Remember to go to bed early and stop working. Don't separate the wires at night, it's not good for your eyes.

Zhou Jiao turned her head and said, Well, listen to you.

Zhang Guoqing didn't dare to tidy up the embroidery thread on the kang, and took the hand after the child was full, and said, I think embroidery is too much work, so let's forget it.

Zhou Jiao smiled lightly and gave him a sideways look. She even cut the thread, so afraid of embroidering small pieces? She had to think more carefully about the draft of this character portrait. The time is tight and the size can only be reduced, so the draft is especially important.

Zhang Guoqing checked the doors, windows, and the kitchen to make sure there were no potential safety hazards. After adding firewood, he went back to the bedroom.

Jiaojiao, don't you wonder what Huang Yaozong told mother to make her angry? You don't want to hear the purpose of their visit tonight?

Kang Zhoujiao was a little sleepy, what did she have to do with the Huang family? Seeing his high spirits, he cooperated and said, Oh, sister-in-law told me a joke. The purpose is to use you.

Huang Yaoguo has practiced well. There is something in every sentence he said at night. What else did sister-in-law tell you at night?

Zhou Jiao opened her eyes to look at him, wondering what to say in her heart. With Zhang Guofu in the middle, there are some things she doesn't want to say.

See him busy making arrangements for others every day. She really didn't want to pour cold water on him, but sometimes the person who hurts the most is often the closest person around.

But looking at the man in front of her, she sighed inwardly.

Let me give you a piece of advice. That's the end of the Zhang family's affairs. You start to thank guests behind closed doors, cultivate your morals, and except for collecting large items of supplies, you start to have less contact with people, no matter who they are.

For the past two days, my parents will close the door when they go back. I will not go out from tomorrow, and I will try to catch up with the lost year in this exam.

Zhang Guoqing looked at her with a smile and said. It seems that Zhou Jiao is finally tired of these people and these things. He has been waiting for her to speak, finally said it?

He didn't need her to remind him, he already knew it. There are no hidden dangers in the village, the parents in the family are healthy, and the two elder brothers have savings and are still working.

He has done enough for the original owner. Apart from supporting his parents until their death, the rest is no longer his responsibility.

In the evening, Huang Yaoguo kept making friends, all he wanted was Zhang Guoqing's help, but why?