There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

The next day, on a sunny day, Zhou and Cheng were driving two cars to the outskirts of the capital.

Zhou Xiaozheng left the guards and two aunts to take care of him.

This time Zhang Guoqing drove behind Cheng Lao's car. The car was filled with solemnity, Zhou Jiao held Zhou Xiaozheng's hand tightly, hoping that she could give him some strength.

Looking at the mountain peak not far outside the window, she was full of thoughts. When she went home last night, she took the lead in seeing off Mrs. Cheng. By the time the man from the Lin family moved to the Zhou family to chat, it was already dead of night.

Facing the two wooden boxes brought back, she couldn't sleep all night. As long as you close your eyes, you will see Gu Ruyi's well-maintained face with a smile on it.

From a wealthy family? Peel off the skin and what's left?

The truth has been hidden for a long time, and a letter left by her grandma did not mention what happened back then. Did she already know the truth and don't want the hatred to continue to the next generation, or was she also kept in the dark?

She tried a few words to Mrs. Cheng. The sadness and grief revealed by those eyes that could see through the vicissitudes of the world made her heart tremble. What else is there to ask?

At the foot of the mountain, the group walked to the mountain hut. This is the resting place where Zhou Jinyu and Gu Mingzhu kept their names incognito. Across the hill is the ancestral tomb of the Zhou family.

The cabins are very basic. These years, Mrs. Cheng should have asked people to take care of it, and the inside was tidy. It's a pity that there are no traces of life left. People die like clouds, just disappearing into the world.

Mrs. Cheng asked people to prepare joss sticks and paper money early on, and now there are two baskets in the room.

The group had a break, Zhou Xiaozheng and Zhang Guoqing rejected everyone.

Weng and his son-in-law were in front of each other carrying baskets. The mountain road is rugged, and everyone pulls each other to move forward.

Wangshan ran dead horses, this should not be the winter of worship, the valley is cold and windy.

After resting and walking for more than three hours, the group finally came to the remote Zhou family ancestor's grave.

There is no imaginable mass of graves, only some graves covered by trees and weeds.

Hundreds of years of glory of the Zhou family turned into dust, I don't know if the ancestors of the Zhou family will die in peace.

Looking not far away, it was in front of the grave that had just been tidied up. Zhou Xiaozheng had already knelt on his knees with his head on the ground.

Seeing his slightly trembling shoulders, Zhou Jiao wiped the tears from her face, and knelt down behind him with Zhang Guoqing.

He heard the heart-piercing cry of Mrs. Cheng, heard what Mr. Cheng said, the children had come back, and heard him sitting in front of the grave talking about how Zhou Jinyu and his wife got their wish, and finally had an identical little pearl.

Zhou Jiao bit her lip fiercely, looked up at the back in front of her, and stared at the bright red name on the tombstone.

She swears to pay back the blood debt! Soon, soon she will be able to personally report to the two old people.

Cheng Lao looked at Zhou Xiaozheng and Zhou Jiao who were kneeling in front of him, and raised his head to wipe away the tears on his face.

In an instant, he saw Zhou Jiao's dark eyes staring at the tombstone, her teeth were biting until her lips were bleeding, but there was no tear on her face except for the traces of tears, the calmness was terrifying.

He closed his eyes and sighed secretly, it seemed that something must have been investigated back then.

Nie Yuan, something big is going to happen.

Cheng Lao stood up and supported his wife up, pointing to the offerings in the basket. This family only knows how to kneel, and only his wife can do it himself. Seeing that the sun was about to set, he beckoned his eldest son Cheng Sijin to help.

Zhou Jiao picked up the paper money and stuffed it into Zhou Xiaozheng's hand. She didn't say anything to persuade him, but leaned against him, silently burning the paper money.

No matter how cold the ground is, how can the hatred in my heart be dispelled? No matter how strong the cold wind blows away the sadness in my heart?

After burning all the paper money, the father and daughter leaned against the tombstone, silently watching the grave.

Seeing that everyone had packed up, Zhang Guoqing quietly watched over Zhou Xiaozheng and his daughter.

He sighed, stepped forward to help Zhou Xiaozheng and his daughter, and said softly: Dad, I will accompany you in the future. We will often come to accompany grandma in the future. Let's go back now, okay? My aunt and grandma are getting old.

Let's go. Come back next time to announce the good news to the two old people. Zhou Xiaozheng said in a solemn tone, pulling the corners of his lips.

Going down the mountain to avoid the trail when they came, the group went down from the other side of the mountain, and it was already dark when they returned to the capital.

After everyone ate a few mouthfuls of food, Mr. Cheng and Cheng Sijin dragged Zhou Xiaozheng to Cheng's house. Old lady Cheng was left to stay with Zhou Jiao at Zhou's house.

In Cheng's study, Zhou Xiaozheng had a calm face, drinking tea with his head down.

Cheng Lao waved at his eldest son, saw him go out and closed the door, and asked straight to the point: Did something else happen back then? Did Gu Ruyi's natal family intervene?

Zhou Xiaozheng looked up at him suspiciously, and asked back: What does uncle think her natal family interfered with? Didn't my aunt talk about everything that happened back then?

Mr. Cheng stared at him for a long time, shook his head and said: It's not right! It's not right! Jiaojiao's expression on the mountain is not right! You are not right either! You tell uncle, is there something else that family did? Even if we have a big hatred against them , you can’t mess around. Do you know? What are they? A pile of broken tiles. If you have something to do, don’t do it, leave it to Uncle, and you will be satisfied.”

Uncle, you are overthinking. Why are you attacking them? Jiaojiao finally came home, and I am busy with my children at work. Who cares about them? Besides, after so many years, what can I find out? I will go back to the Jiangnan old man later. Stay at home and look for clues, and now you are trapped in the capital every day, and you can't find anything if you want to.

Zhou Xiaozheng suddenly refused. There are many things he doesn't want people to know too much. That was his mother's house, and only he could relieve his hatred with his own hands.

Really? Did you read today's newspaper?

Look. Is there anything special about it? Wait...you don't think that the Gu family's accident has something to do with me, do you? Hehe, don't tell me, Mrs. Lin really suspected me. No wonder the nursing home didn't stay here last night. , hurried home to invite our family to dinner. I said why is my behavior abnormal? Zhou Xiaozheng said with a sneer.

Cheng Lao muttered: Is it a coincidence? Or did their family offend someone?

Zhou Xiaozheng said casually: Who knows? Anyway, they are not good people, and they must have offended many people. My mother-in-law wanted the Gu family to visit my house today, and what was even more interesting was that she actually told Jiaojiao that she was an only seedling, and that she would need more in the future. The Gu family's help, let her have more contact with those brats. Help? Why don't you say that something happened and you want to ask me for help.

He purposely said these words, intending to reach Mr. Lin's ears, and let him hear if there is anything more absurd than this?

Gu Ruyi, who always regarded herself as a smart person, would actually say this to Jiaojiao. I really don't know if it's because I'm old and confused, or if I'm playing his Jiaojiao for a fool?

Cheng Laojian didn't find anything unusual after talking so much, and then chatted with Zhou Xiaozheng for a few words, and when he saw him leave, he didn't want to keep him anymore, and got up to send him out.

Watching him leave, Mr. Cheng walked slowly to the study with his hands behind his back.

Cheng Sijin followed closely behind, closed the door, and asked in a low voice, How is it? Do you have any clues? Do you want me to do it?

What do you do? Xiaozheng said I was thinking too much.

Dad, you said you are a brother of Dahu. Brother Zheng, can I watch from the side if you have something to do?

Mr. Cheng frowned and thought hard for a while, then shook his head and smiled, I guess it really wasn't Xiaozheng's doing it. He didn't have the mood to do such things when Jiaojiao just arrived. Besides, he wouldn't use such methods.

Cheng Sijin thought about it, stepped forward to write the word Zhou Jiao on the paper, and nodded to Cheng Lao.

Just as Cheng Lao was about to shake his head, a picture of Zhou Jiao staring at the tombstone with a calm face suddenly appeared in his mind. He froze for a while, then frowned and looked at his eldest son.

Dad, don't think that you ignore her because she is young. You start to think about how she entertained everyone that night after she entered the compound...

She must be closer to our family than to the Lin family. But do you think she was abnormal that night? Is there any discrimination? Everyone avoided Gu Ruyi, but she brought it up with a smile, more natural than anyone else.

Even bit her lip today, but do you see anything unusual about her? Xiao Wu has been staring at her closely. He should know his wife better and know that she is not calm at all. Brother Sui Zheng is very good at controlling emotions.

Also, you forgot that Zhou Jiao is the best at using public opinion? Forgot about the old Zhou family in the Northeast? This trick is like what she did! I just wonder how she can act so fast when she first came to the capital?

Mr. Cheng thought for a long time, and said to Cheng Sijin: Don't draw conclusions lightly. After two more days, you will know if she did it. Don't interfere, just watch from the sidelines, and help her if there is something missing. Clean it up. I guess if she did it, she wouldn't let her father interfere.

Cheng Sijin nodded. Now he is very curious about what happened back then that made the father and daughter remain silent.