There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Chief, you are finally back. You lied to me again!

Before Zhou Jiao entered the guest house, she saw her father's guard, secretary, and driver rushing out of the gate. Seeing the aggrieved face of the guard Xiao Wang, she suppressed a smile.

Being her dad's bodyguard was a real worry. Who let him meet her father, a leader who likes to be free and hates following the little tail.

Stand standing! Who lied to you? In the afternoon, you go to work with me. Zhou Xiaozheng said with a stern face with a smile in his eyes.

Facing the back of Zhou Xiaozheng leaving, the guard smiled at everyone and secretly made a face - thinking that with a straight face, he would be afraid. He had known for a long time that the chief's face was cold and his heart was hot.

Zhang Guoqing stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: Brother Wang, you are finished. Look at the glass in front! Seeing that the other party immediately put on a mournful face, he laughed and pulled Zhou Jiao in.

Why are you teasing him? Anyone and Dad are enough to worry about. Comrade Zhou's behavior is unacceptable. You must obey the orders of your superiors and cannot go out alone.

Zhou Xiaozheng immediately turned around and patted Zhou Jiao on the head, Don't add fuel to the fire! Go and see Ping An. Go out to the streets with your aunt and grandma in the afternoon and be careful.

Yes, Chief!

Hehe...Little villain!

In the hall, Mrs. Cheng sat alone on a chair, watching them fight with a smile.

Now she stood up and said with a smile: I'm back, I'll wait for you to come back for dinner.

Why are you alone? Zhou Xiaozheng looked around and found that there was no one else except the waiter.

We left arguing in Ping An and wanted to play outside. They took him to the restaurant first, not long after. I'm worried that you won't find us, so I'll stay and wait for you.

A group of people followed the old lady to the hotel.

The distance between the hotel and the guest house is not far. Not long after everyone walked, they saw Cheng Ruzhu holding Ping An, and the two were standing at the gate of the hotel.

The old lady Cheng didn't tell Zhou Xiaozheng about tomorrow's sacrifice, she had already heard Cheng Ruzhu's shout and Ping'an's wow. Interrupted midway, she didn't bother to continue talking, and walked forward quickly.

As soon as Zhou Jiao saw her son's cry, she knew that the child was in a hurry. She had already walked a few steps quickly, took over the struggling child and threw it into her arms, and said with a smile: Little aunt, is the child in trouble?

No. We are safe and well-behaved, right? Look at him smiling. This little guy has just come back and has drunk milk powder twice, each time with a full bottle. I think he wants to eat apples, so he soaked them in boiling water , I scraped two spoonfuls to feed him, but then I didn’t dare to give him any more. You can feed him egg custard later.”

Zhou Jiao nodded with a smile. Before going out today, she has been fed complementary food and milk powder. Otherwise, the child will not be so quiet and only eat two bites, and must grab the spoon.

After lunch, the group returned to the guest house. Before reaching the room, Ping An was already sound asleep in Zhang Guoqing's arms.

Seeing this, Cheng Ruzhu hurriedly dragged Zhou Jiao into the street. You can take a nap at any time, it's rare to come here, she just wants to go shopping in the street.

Mrs. Cheng was worried, so she left Zhang Guoqing to accompany the children, took the guards and went out with them. She wasn't worried about anything else, but Zhou Jiao's face was too realistic. If you meet an old acquaintance, it's not good to scare the elderly.

Walk around the street with the old lady of the locals, without bothering to ask others. Let Cheng Ruzhu and Zhou Jiao suffer and be happy.

The well-known cooked food, dried tofu, smells very good and looks even more delicious, but it is a pity that it cannot be stuffed into the stomach.

There are enough varieties of candied fruit, sweet and sour, one piece in the mouth, refreshing and refreshing, but it's a pity that you can't eat it.

Special meat floss is a good seasoning for children's food supplements. All the delicacies made Zhou Jiao hate the mice staring at her house. She secretly cursed the mice to suffer from hunger forever.

Tasting the perfect food, one shop and one shop, Zhou Jiao couldn't help but turn her head and look back. Looking at the teasing eyes of Mrs. Cheng's mother and daughter, listening to their jokes. She really felt like she was worthless.

Zhou Jiao followed the old lady and the others to the shopping mall listlessly, and seeing them choosing fabrics again, she couldn't bear to look directly at them. Sneaking to the side alone, picking out wool with hatred.

Before returning home, the old lady took them to buy some fruit, which finally made her feel better.

Early the next morning, two cars took them to the foot of the hill.

Looking at the past, the entire hillside is covered with densely packed tombs of all sizes. This is the ancestral tomb of the Gu family.

The so-called feng shui resorts with mountains and water still cannot avoid the decline of the Gu family.

Mrs. Cheng left Cheng Ruzhu in the car to take care of the child. Having lived to such an advanced age, she firmly believes that children have spirituality and cannot go to these places.

Go up the stone road and come to the middle - the grave of the great-grandfather and great-grandmother of the Gu family.

Old Madam Cheng refused everyone's help, and she brought Zhou Xiaozheng and Zhou Jiao with tears, and placed incense candles, paper money, fruits, snacks, and wine one by one.

After kneeling and kowtowing, she began to whisper: The children are back...

Zhou Jiao knelt on the ground, a little lost in thought. She understood the old lady's mood very well. The two people lying on the ground were her adoptive mother and adoptive father who raised her and were so kind to her.

And she herself is indeed a cold-blooded animal, apart from being sad, she can't reach grief. He still had time to think about how to persuade the old lady to agree to move the tomb.

Burning paper money and weeding, the old lady led Zhou Xiaozheng and his daughter to do it by themselves, it seems that this way can let the two underground people rest in peace.

Zhou Jiao stood up and looked at the large and small graves around her. In some graves, it is estimated that no one worships even during the Ching Ming Festival, and weeds cover the graves.

She began to come to the graves of the Gu family's ancestors directly in front of her, and kowtowed one by one. In order to shed the blood of the Gu family and the property of the Gu family, she also needs to thank the ancestors of the main house.

Cheng Lao looked at Zhou Jiao with relief, stopped Zhou Xiaozheng who was about to go forward, took out paper money and asked him to burn it to the ancestors of the Gu family. Different wives only worship father-in-law and mother-in-law. He is the head of the Cheng family, and every year he personally worships the ancestors of the Gu family. Now that it's all right, the Gu family finally has blood. He is worthy of the ancestors of the three families and his underground father.

After the worship ceremony, Mrs. Cheng's red and swollen eyes were smiling, as if she had let go of a heavy burden. At this time, she happily asked Zhou Xiao to light a bunch of firecrackers.

The sound of cracking sounded, and through the smoke of the firecrackers, the face smiled very happily. Maybe the old lady thinks this is a great joy.

Walking down the short hillside along the path, Zhou Jiao's mood was complicated by the majestic tombs, the lush century-old trees, the lake at the foot of the mountain, all these solemn and solemn scenery. ——Sometimes the prophet is really not a blessing.

The matter of the Gu family seems to have come to an end. Secret rooms, old houses, worship, everything is over. But Zhou Jiao knew that there were still several pairs of eyes staring at the Gu family's old house in the calm place. The grandmother's donation books blocked the world, but they couldn't stop the caring people who knew the inside story of the Gu family.

Before getting into the car, she stared deeply at the grave in the distance.

Don't look at it, go back. Zhang Guoqing squeezed her palm worriedly and said. He sighed secretly, it seemed that everything was off track, beyond his expectation.

Zhou Jiao smiled brightly at him. With him by her side, she thought she was not afraid. Let's talk about things later.