There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Before going out, the old headmaster took a few extra glances at Zhang Guoqing and his wife. At this moment, he most wanted to know which school the young couple wanted to apply for.

Whether the county No. 1 middle school can become famous in one fell swoop depends mainly on Zhou Jiao. The old headmaster had great expectations of her, he expected the child to win a provincial champion for the school. Nowadays, many people don't pay attention to these reputations, but he is different. He has taught students for so many years, but he has not yet produced an outstanding student. Thinking about it is really not reconciled!

Zhou Jiao didn't know that the old principal was thinking so far. Seeing him glance over, she immediately bowed, bowed respectfully, and smiled at him.

The old man deserved her respect. In this era, there are indeed many selfless people, but like the old captain, like the old principal, the moral character of these elders is even more admirable.

Watching the old principal leave, Zhou Jiao finally had time to answer Zhao Yuanyuan's question, and she whispered to the other party before going back. She really wasn't prevaricating.

Regarding volunteering, she and Zhang Guoqing have not yet reached an agreement.

School, choose a university in the capital, there is no doubt about it. After repeated comparison, Huaqing University is still the most ideal. The problem is that Huaqing University is now an engineering school. What should I do?

My man thinks that the husband and wife are in the same school, so they can take care of themselves. Zhou Jiao was still very excited about his thoughts. Of course, it would be better if he had no other thoughts. After being married for many years, how could she betray her lover. Trivia aside, she has her own concerns. Otherwise, she wouldn't want to listen to his nonsense.

Foreign language department, danger! Military doctor, no freedom! There are also many school histories, a mess! It is also difficult for him to remember. It seems that after being said so by him, he seems to have no choice.

After class, Zhao Yuanyuan hurriedly dragged Zhou Jiao out, so angry that Zhang Guoqing just wanted to slap this damn girl to death - always rough. Zhou Jiao hit her leg last time. As Li Qinglin, Zhang Yuntao and Zhao Hongbing went home together, he was still considering whether to let this damn girl enroll in the provincial capital or not.

Before I got home, I saw Ping An eagerly guarding the door, standing beside Father Zhang.

Zhou Jiao couldn't care less about chatting with Zhao Yuanyuan, so she hurried over to pick up the child. She looked at the child worriedly, and was relieved to see him showing a bright smile. She was really worried that the child would be as miserable as she was when she was young.

The child is fine. We are safe and smart. Seeing that your mother's food is cooked, he said that you are going home. He ran to the door and waited. The children in the front yard are not willing to play with him.

Zhou Jiao saw Zhang's father ahead of his grandson with a smile on his face, and said with a smile, Father, why don't you let mother wait for me to come back. It must be tiring to eat with so many people.

Zhao Yuanyuan followed closely, I'll go in first to help. Why doesn't my mother come over today? She's so embarrassed, her daughter and son are all here, and she didn't know to come...

Before the words were finished, the person had already run away.

Seeing this, Zhou Jiao shook her head and smiled. This temper still says anything. She saw Father Zhang chatting with Zhang Guoqing and the others, carrying the child to the kitchen.

As he walked, he asked him in a low voice, Son, did you drink the juice that mother gave you?

Pingan lay next to her ear, and said secretly: I drank it. Grandma asked me to eat stewed eggs, but I couldn't eat it. I fed my grandparents, and they praised me as a good boy.

Seeing his smug face, Zhou Jiao kissed him on the cheek, If you can't drink it, let grandma drink it too. Remember not to last. Tell mom what you want to eat.

The little complainant lay beside her ear and whispered, Grandma said: Ouch, ouch, Jiaojiao is fumbling again. Grandpa said: What are you talking about, giving it to the child, what a fuss.

The tone of the child's imitation is really similar! Zhou Jiao tried her best to hold back her laughter, if she laughed, the little guy should be angry again.

Mom, let me tell you, the little brother in front was beaten by his mother.

Well, he was beaten for being misbehaving.

Pingan shook his head, No. Little brother said: You are not my mother, you are a villain, I let my father beat you to death. I told my father, you stole buns and gave my grandma the money.

Zhou Jiao couldn't help laughing anymore, and stroked her son's hair, Ping'an learned it really well. However, that little brother is really his mother's own. His mother did wrong, and he did wrong. We Ping An Don't follow a bad example.

I don't play with him. He keeps trying to pinch my face. I beat him! Didn't break him.

Then if he beats you too, what should you do?

Ping An looked behind, then leaned into Zhou Jiao's ear and whispered, Then I'll beat him hard, and I'll cry too.

Smart! Remember not to hit the head.

The two mothers and sons chatted happily, but they didn't notice that someone had good hearing.

Zhang Guoqing has been paying attention to the movement of his daughter-in-law and son, and now he bowed his head and smiled sullenly. My son was probably taught badly by his wife. But that's fine, as long as you don't get bullied.

After dinner, Li Qinglin and the others didn't rush to school.

Everyone gathered around the living room to discuss how to fill in the volunteers. All kinds of thoughts spread, and the brain holes are wide open.

Zhang Yuntao understood after listening for a long time. He confirmed again, What do you mean, many universities in other places are relatively far apart. For example, one school in Beijing is in the north and the other is in the south. Is that what you mean?

Li Qinglin nodded with a smile. His family gave him two places, one in the capital and one in the northeast. But he wants to go to the south, where there is the Jiangnan he misses. He has never seen how the South is like, but there are so many descriptions in the book, it should be good.

Zhang Yuntao shook his head, Forget it if I'm in the Northeast. You can still see each other when you come back for the New Year. If you go to other places, who knows when you will meet.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuanyuan frowned, gave him a look of contempt, and grabbed Zhou Jiao, Have you decided where to go? I'll ask the teacher if there are any schools that are close and have low scores.

Zhou Jiao said disapprovingly: Your second brother has to apply for the university here. You are too far away, and the family is worried. It is not impossible for us to meet. There are winter and summer vacations, and we only go to school for a few months a year.

Zhang Guoqing glanced at her, making it look like the real thing.

Li Qinglin knew that everyone couldn't decide for a while. I have to go back and discuss this with my parents. It's about the future, but his queen mother has been talking about it in front of her several times.

Seeing off the crowd, Zhou Jiao saw that Zhang's father and Zhang's mother were full of doubts on their faces, and began to explain to them the old principal's announcement today. She also gave them an introduction to the general situation of several universities.

Father Zhang was confused and half-knowledgeable. He thought about it for a while, and asked Zhou Jiao to write a letter to ask Zhou Xiaozheng's opinion. In his opinion, in-laws who have seen the big world and become leaders definitely have a plan. However, he still worriedly mentioned that it is best for the young couple to fill in the same school.

Seeing his mother nodding repeatedly, Zhang Guoqing secretly smiled. It seems that Zhou Jiao is really a piece of soft tofu in the eyes of everyone, a pitiful little girl who is easy to be bullied.