There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

In the early morning, a group of three- and five-year-old children in blue clothes, patches, and straw sandals in the village cafeteria attracted Ping An's attention.

He opened his eyes curiously and watched the children grabbing food, crying and fighting. Listening to the sound of adults yelling at children, listening to the sound of adults slapping children hard with their palms.

All this is too novel for Ping An. He grabbed the corner of the table tightly and refused to leave. Wherever there was a cry, he would stare closely. Where the child stopped crying, he could not hide his disappointment.

After breakfast, people gradually left, a large wooden plate was placed on the dining room table in the cafeteria, the women began to make beanbags, and there was a large vat in front of the yard, all of which attracted his full attention.

Seeing him quietly observing everything around her in Zhang's mother's arms, Zhou Jiao told him that she would go home first, and waved her hand casually when she saw him, happily grabbed Zhang Guoqing's clothes, and followed him out the door.

Last night, Zhang Guoqing was defeated by a beauty trick, and in desperation, he could only make three chapters with her.

The couple sneaked to the foot of the mountain. Zhang Guoqing didn't dare to go to dangerous places without her behind his back. He was secretly glad that Zhou Jiao was not familiar with the mountains, so he deliberately walked around for an hour.

When the appointed time came, he sent her back to the village. Zhang Guoqing was fully armed and began to run up the mountain alone. He didn't know the specific situation on the mountain, so he carefully looked for underground animal footprints.

He stopped and stopped along the way, and as he found more and more footprints, he didn't want to hunt. As the wolf's footprints disappeared on the outskirts of the deep mountain, he stopped.

Looking at the dangerous dense forest in front of him, he finally thought for a long time, and resolutely gave up chasing. Now that he has a wife and son, there is no need to go alone.

On the way back, he saw the fleeing pheasants and other small animals, but he didn't pay much attention to them. What he was worried about now was that the wolves were deep in the mountains. Usually, the big guys didn't have to go in, and no one wanted to go in. I don't know if Mr. Wang and his veterans want to go in?

When he got home, seeing Zhou Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, he dared not tell his wife the truth. Everything can only be played by ear tomorrow.

Zhang Guoqing accompanied his wife to make bean buns, steam steamed buns, and tease his son, as if nothing happened. I have already decided in my heart that I will bring more medicine to the mountain tomorrow.

Early the next morning, Zhang Guoqing deliberately brought the precious dagger presented by his father-in-law. After tidying up, I bid farewell to Zhou Jiao and the children, and rushed to Kaoshan Village with the village elders to meet everyone.

Dry food has been prepared in the public canteen of Kaoshan Village. Not much, but no one said anything.

Two large trucks drove up to the drying yard one after another, and the people who jumped off were all armed. Zhang Guoqing took over the wooden warehouse from his colleague, and before they had time to chat, they lined up quickly.

After Zhao Dashan and Zuo Lin discussed with Mr. Wang and the others, they followed the old hunter's suggestion to protect them.

Soon everyone entered the mountain mightily. Not far from the trail, comrades from the Public Security Bureau blocked the villagers from entering the mountain to watch the excitement and pick up cheap.

Zhang Guoqing followed Zhao Dashan, watching the old masters carefully exploring the way in the distance. Although he already understood that those cunning wolves were already deep in the mountains, he didn't say a word to remind them. The group of elders in front each possess unique skills, and they should soon find clues.

At the moment, his attention is focused on Father Zhang. As an old hunter, his father and three brothers are impressively in front.

That is a deep mountain, his father may not have been there in his life. Seeing how confident the three brothers were, Zhang Guoqing sighed secretly. What is disobedience to the old, this is it!

Mr. Wang is worthy of being recognized as a capable man, the most outstanding old hunter in the vicinity. Soon, he led everyone into the outskirts of the deep mountain.

At this point, everyone understands in their hearts that how to proceed next requires both parties to have a good discussion and discuss a good solution. Whoever goes in foolishly doesn't have to go home.

We found a place, everyone ate some dry food, sat down to rest, and waited for the results.

Soon, Mr. Wang worried that after a while, the weather would be white and windy, so everyone decided to go forward a few dozen meters to see the situation.

Hundreds of people and wolf dogs moved together, and the movement caused by it hadn't gone far into the deep mountains. Three or four wolves with gray and white fur appeared first, bared their teeth and howled ferociously at everyone.

Just finished killing here, and ran out there again.

Nearly three hours away, more than ten feet away, the corpses of a dozen wolves fell on the ground, and under the arrows of the messy warehouse, most of the wolves' heads were smashed with several holes, and some of the wolves' intestines were not spared. The entire ground was dyed a dazzling blood color, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Mr. Wang kept shaking his head and sighed. He is not easy to say, worried about offending others. I didn't see that many people are already vomiting. That's fine, let's see who still wants to eat meat.

Several old hunters started to clean up the scene, used herbs to slightly deal with the bloody smell, and led everyone to leave quickly. The most dangerous thing on this mountain is not just the wolves.

For three days and two nights, the villagers living on the mountain often heard the faint sound of howling wolves and the faint sound of opening wooden warehouses.

Zhangjia Village is close to Daqing Mountain, and the howling of wolves can be heard clearly. Don't let the children go out during the day, even before dark, everyone closes the yard early, and no one dares to let the family members out of the house. Even if the house is not far away, firewood is piled up, just in case.

Zhou Jiao suffered day and night in such a tense and worried atmosphere. As the minutes passed, she became more and more frightened, wishing to go up the mountain to see if Zhang Guoqing was safe.

And what made her most painful and worrying was Zhang's mother's repeated assumptions in her ears, and her son was clamoring for his father every day.

The distraught Zhou Jiao was about to collapse when she finally saw Zhang Guoqing who was in a state of distress with rags hanging on her body and brown blood stains on it, she couldn't help howling.

Zhang Guoqing couldn't care about his parents, he quickly picked up his son, hugged Zhou Jiao tightly and went home. He knew that Zhou Jiao was scared this time, and he was careless. On the mountain, he realized that the two of them should not be allowed to return to the village.

The howling of wolves all over the mountains and plains, especially in the dead of night, is even more permeating. He left behind his defenseless wife, Jiaer, in the village. He is so stupid!

Don't worry, I'm not hurt. I'm fine, I'm really fine. You see, I have something from you, and it's impossible for anyone to be sick. Jiaojiao, I'm hungry.

Zhou Jiao walked all the way, and the stone in her heart finally fell. At this time, when she heard him say that she was hungry, she didn't hide it, and directly took out a bowl of noodles, a bowl of dumplings, and a box of fast food...

Zhang Guoqing saw that she was about to cover the entire kang, so he quickly hugged her and patted her, Don't be afraid. You see, I'm fine, I'm fine. Check it out, and if there's a scar, I'll do whatever you want. Okay?

Dad, I...Dad, and me... Ping An said, squeezing between the two of them.

Zhang Guoqing laughed loudly, Yes, and we are safe. Hugs from our family.

Father, Mom, don't cry. Ping An applauded happily.

Well, from now on, Dad won't let Mommy cry, and we will listen to Mommy safely, and don't let Mommy cry, okay?

Seeing her son nodding her head like pounding garlic, Zhou Jiao patted his head, Brother, eat quickly. Do you want to eat in Ping An? Want to eat with your father.

Seeing that the rain had finally passed, Zhang Guoqing quickly stood up and took off his coat and pants. Eating is secondary. If he doesn't wash now, he will probably be disgusted by his wife and son.

After a simple wash, Zhang Guoqing left a bowl of dumplings for his son, and a bowl of noodles for himself to cover the child, and winked Zhou Jiao to take back the things on the kang.