There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

The days have come to the end of autumn.

Unable to get away, Zhou Xiaozheng asked Zhou Jiao and the two to take the child back to Beijing.

Zhou Jiao considered it again and again, but still refused. It's not that she doesn't want her father, but it's too troublesome.

The debt of favor is the most difficult to repay, and she is unwilling to let Zhao Chuanguang take risks on the knife edge. There are too few people who treat her sincerely, and she is reluctant to lose one person.

The most important thing, maybe... maybe... the Northeast is getting farther and farther away from my husband and wife. She wants to keep more memories, so that she can think of the days in the Northeast in the future.

October 12th, Ping An's birthday.

But it's not the birthday of their family of three.

The past life is like smoke, and this life needs to be cherished.

She wanted to mark the one-year anniversary. In the Northeast, on this day, leave a complete memory.

Jiaojiao, the food in our unit has also deteriorated.

It's enough to eat enough. Now my parents and I don't have much rations. I'm really worried that my parents won't have enough to eat. I knew I wouldn't transfer their household registration.

Zhang Guoqing smiled and patted her on the head, Isn't that easy? It's more convenient to move the household registration back. Now that the village has passed the busy farming season, the old captain has also reduced everyone's food intake.

Zhou Jiao smiled. Of course she knows that the urban hukou is better than the rural ones, at least with basic guarantees. Now ironmaking has also stopped. She was stupid to move her parents-in-law's account back.

Zhang Guoqing saw that Ping An had been quietly playing with building blocks, and asked strangely: Son, why didn't you make a fuss and left? Did you stop looking for the little brothers?

Ping An raised his head and said, I want candy, I don't want to play. After speaking, he immediately lowered his head and continued to pile up building blocks.

Zhang Guoqing thought about it for a while, Your brother Shitou and the others asked you for candy, you don't like to play with them, do you?

They don't have sugar, I don't play.

Zhou Jiao pursed her lips and laughed sullenly.

My son is amazing, and he knows how to trade at equal value. What gift do you want, son?

Zhou Jiao watched the child blink his big eyes and frowned.

She explained with a smile: Brother, he doesn't understand what you said about equivalent transactions. Ping An, dad said about equivalent transactions, you won't know until you grow up.

Well, son, what gift do you want?

Ping An showed his deciduous teeth and smiled, pointing to the toys on the kang.

Okay, Dad will take you to the car to buy toys.

Thank you, Dad.

Zhang Guoqing patted his head. I thought about taking the two of them to the provincial capital in advance, it would be best to stay for one night and make a birthday cake to make the children happy.

At this moment Zhou Xiaozheng is also discussing with Lin Lishan about the child's first birthday.

Jiaojiao is afraid of trouble. You bring a bunch of people there, can she entertain them? Think about the Cheng family, the Lin family, and Zhao Chuanguang. With so many people passing by, Xiaowu's relatives must also go there. Then Don’t exhaust us Jiaojiao to death.”

Lin Lishan looked at him with a sad face, hoping that he could give him an idea.

Her father told her early on to remember to inform everyone to go together, and even her sister-in-law mentioned it to her personally. Not to mention her little sister. If she hadn't held back desperately, the old man would have passed again this time.

Zhou Xiaozheng has always known that his grandson Ping'an is early-witted and his strength is very different from ordinary people. Now from Jiaojiao's letter, I found that the child is no longer precocious, and I don't want the child to appear in front of others.

He has the same idea as his daughter - let the child keep his strength as a hole card. Ping An only needs to grow up well, and he doesn't want his children to attract attention.

Zhou Xiaozheng thought about it for a while, and said, Why don't you go over this time either. Just find an excuse and tell everyone that you can't go over there. Auntie, Ruzhu and the others, I have already made an appointment to wait for the child to return to Beijing.

Lin Lishan nodded with regret on her face.

It's okay, I'll go find my aunt first. Zhao Chuanyao will go back to the Northeast in two days, and the child's first birthday gift just happened to be brought back for him. You can also see if there is anything left.

Lin Lishan looked at the back of her husband leaving, and Mr. Lin's eyes full of expectation appeared in her mind.

At this moment, my sister's advice sounded in my ears: Sister, this time is an opportunity. Since the child is one year old, since the elder sister-in-law is going to go to get favors, the two families can slowly resume contact in the future, otherwise they will become more and more unfamiliar. But you It depends on what brother-in-law means. If he doesn't agree, you can forget about it.

She ran through her hair in distress.

Why is this so complicated? So that you can't even go out?

Alas... It's a pity that I can no longer discuss it with the old lady, otherwise there is no need to worry about it.

When Aunt Chen came out, she just saw Lin Lishan frowning, her hair was messed up, and she kept kicking the ground with her right foot. She couldn't help laughing out loud.

Lin Lishan woke up, smoothed her hair in embarrassment, and said with a smile: I can't go to the northeast again.

She can't always say that no one discusses what she has now, and no one will help her arrange it. She is not stupid! If you say it, you will be laughed at to death. But I am really used to looking for the old lady when I have something to do.

Alas... When will her Jiaojiao come home? As long as the child comes back, I don't have to worry about it in the future.

Zhou Jiao didn't know what her mother was thinking at the moment, otherwise she would be speechless - who is the mother?

Aunt Chen comforted: If you can't go, you won't be able to go. You should write more letters to Jiaojiao. You just saved enough vacation time, and you can spend more time with your children when you have time in the future.

No matter how many calculations each family has, how much helplessness, how much sincerity.

Days pass by, and a safe first year is ushered in.

Grandma's shoes, grandma's socks, auntie's yellow jacket.

The completely different customs between the south and the north did not affect everyone's love for children.

Since yesterday, people have been coming to the house one after another.

Although Zhang Guoqing and Zhou Jiao have repeatedly stated: they have no plans to hold a birthday party.

But all the people who should come have come...

At the moment the living room was full of people, and sitting on the kang were Mr. Lin, Father Zhang, the head of the Zhang family, the old captain, the elders of the two clans, Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang, and several relatives and elders of the Zhang family.

Zhang Guoqing was in front of the kang, surrounded by a group of relatives and friends behind him.

Everyone is waiting for the safe catch week in the middle of the kang.

A book, a brush, a seal, an abacus, a wooden warehouse, a piece of money...

Son, start...

Following Zhang Guoqing's order, Ping An in red looked up at Zhou Jiao in the crowd, seeing her nodding with a smile, quickly grabbed a piece of money, a seal, and a handful of wooden bins and put them in his arms.

It caused everyone at the scene to laugh and utter all kinds of auspicious words and blessings casually.

Zhang Guoqing saw his son's eyeballs relentlessly staring at the book in the hands of the old patriarch, and several novel objects in the hands of the old captain and the others.

Ouch... His son is having a fit of pettiness.

Zhang Guoqing quickly picked up his son and patted his son - can't you shout at this meeting, it's all mine. That's a real mess!

Zhou Jiao smiled when she heard everyone's guessing blessings. Seeing that everything was over, she didn't have time to talk to her mother and other female relatives, so she hurriedly followed the two eldest sisters to the kitchen to serve noodles.

In the kitchen, the oldest second grandma in Zhangjia Village was sitting at the table, smiling and watching the busy crowd, listening to everyone talking about the Zhou Zhou just now.

Catch a week... She can't remember how many bowls of longevity noodles she has cooked, but Zhang Xiaowu and his son's longevity noodles are really different.

A harmonious family will surely lead to a long life. As if at her age, she can still enjoy her old age and everything will go smoothly.