There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Zhou Jiao's worries were not realized, and she didn't know if the other party came to the door. Aunt Chen closed the door tightly and was nervous for several days. It's not that those people didn't think about Zhou's family, and were scared away by Mr. Jiang.

The rumored Zhou Xiaozheng is even more useful than the door god - it's hard to find him.

Mr. Jiang knew that this time he had to let his relatives go back ahead of time. After searching all over his body, he found nothing of value. He can only let his sons try their best to piece together food stamps.

Human nature is selfish. With the change of identity and the influence of the environment, the simple and honest rural man has already tasted Beijing flavor and changed beyond recognition. Back then, the old family kept going to Beijing with the old family, and the instigation of each other's pillow winds around them has left little.

Regarding the old father's request, each was silent for a long time.

Boss Jiang said the first sentence, Dad, you also know that I have suffered enough from being uneducated. Now all the children in the family are going to school and worship the master. I have spent a lot in recent years, and I have no savings on hand.

Mr. Jiang paused. Suddenly, I remembered the scene when the boss was at a loss and called Dad that year. Things are things and people don't matter. He should have understood that human feelings are thinner than paper when the child moved out of the compound.

He looked at the second child without hope, and glanced at the watch on the child's hand.

Dad, don't think that we are ungrateful. We will always keep in mind the kindness of uncle and aunt to us, otherwise we would not have supported you all the time. My salary is indeed higher than that of my elder brother, but I also have a lot of entertainment, and I can't be too shabby at work. At home Spending money everywhere outside the home, I really have no ability to help relatives.”

Mr. Jiang suddenly laughed out loud.

What kind of laugh is that? Sadness, helplessness, heartache, and more disappointment to the children...

Boss Jiang and his younger brother looked at each other, and said helplessly, Dad, let's go home and make up for it first. But don't expect too much. Now that the food stamps on the black market have been turned over several times, your grandchildren can't go hungry .”

Well, there is little sister, so we have to send some food stamps. You are always waiting at home, and we will go back first.

Mr. Jiang watched his two sons hurried out of the gate of the compound. Suddenly woke up, it seems that the children have not visited relatives at home in recent years.

He looked up at the sky, unable to tell what it was like in his heart.

At the small intersection, Mrs. Jiang walked forward anxiously, watching her husband come back slowly with his hands behind his back.

Father, what are they talking about, boss?

Mr. Jiang looked at his wife who had lost a lot of weight, and sighed.

The boss is really difficult. He still has to help his old man's family. It's my fault that I found that relative for him. I didn't take care of the second child. Otherwise, it wouldn't be like this. I don't have the face to go back to my hometown to see my relatives. It's all mine. Wrong, don't get angry. I'll try to see where I can borrow money.

They've gone home to raise money. Mr. Jiang couldn't bear his wife's worry, so he said softly. The daughter-in-law honors her parents and raises children in her hometown, what's wrong.

Second child, this child doesn't know who to follow. Then the virtuous daughter-in-law said no, so she didn't want it. The child has grown up and is no longer in control of his parents.

Mrs. Jiang smiled in relief. That's good, with two sons coming forward, how can they collect dozens of catties of food and let them go back to their hometown first.

How beautiful the imagination is, how cruel the reality is. It's a pity that the two sons of the Jiang family can't make up more than ten catties of food stamps, twenty yuan.

In desperation, Mr. Jiang gritted his teeth, wiped his face and went to the rest house to find his old buddy—his in-law Lin Xinsheng.

Mr. Lin was overjoyed to see his in-laws coming over. He hurriedly asked the aunt at home to serve tea, and cheerfully asked Mr. Jiang to sit down and talk slowly.

No matter how good the tea was, Mr. Jiang couldn't taste it right now. He only felt that the bitterness of the first bite was just like his mood, and the aftertaste was sweet, which made him suddenly envious of the other party who was born as an orphan.

Dear family, I'm here today to ask you for help.

Mr. Lin's heart skipped a beat, and the address was changed to a formal one. It seemed that what he was asking for was not a small matter.

He said with a smile: What makes you so serious? Tell me, we have nothing to do with it, there is absolutely nothing wrong with being able to help.

Mr. Jiang shook his head with a wry smile, I really have no choice but to borrow food from you with the cheek.

Is there someone from my hometown?

Mr. Jiang sighed, Yesterday they went to the cafeteria to make a fuss. Next time, I really have no face to stay.

Mr. Lin deliberately advised him not to carry everything on his body. But when the words came to my lips, I still endured them. If persuasion is useful, it's not the stubborn old man Jiang.

He sighed and stood up, You wait here, I'll go find the child's mother.

After speaking, facing the surprised eyes of his old friend, he walked out of the study with shame, and returned to the master bedroom with a wry smile. He couldn't help it either, his wife had a stroke and it wasn't stupid, the family's expenses and income were still in her hands.

In the bedroom, Mr. Lin waved his hands away from his aunt, sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed Mrs. Lin's hand, and said softly, Lao Jiang is here to borrow food. I think he has no choice but to come.

Old lady Lin's eyes were like knives, wishing she could shoot him through. She was unable to speak out, so she pointed to the small box next to the pillow with her right hand, and wrote on the cardboard, The family is short of food, so I don't want to borrow it.

Mr. Lin looked at her dumbfounded. The old couple don't need meal tickets to eat in the cafeteria, and little soldiers deliver rations to their door every month. Can the food be put in a small box?

All the food coupons saved before have been sent to the second child. You can show Lao Jiang the book. It's not that you don't want to borrow it, it's true. If you don't feel sorry, you will find a dead girl.

After finishing writing, she glared at Mr. Lin fiercely, and closed her eyes, unwilling to talk to him again.

Looking for a big girl? Or save it! Mr. Lin didn't dare to listen to her blind idea.

In desperation, he took the notebook and went out. After calculating the time, next month's rations should be distributed in a few days. Let's see if I can move it first, otherwise I'll be ashamed to see my old friend.

He pointed out towards his aunt. After leaving the yard, facing the curious aunt, he smiled and said, Go to the logistics department and ask if you can overdraw the ten catties of food coupons for next month's rations first.

The aunt hesitated to speak, and finally nodded. She didn't believe that the old man didn't know that there was no room for accommodation. If everyone can overdraft in advance, then there are rules and regulations? Forget it, she still has to go.

Watching the nanny leave, Mr. Lin shook his notebook and went back to his study.

Old Jiang, I'm really sorry. My family sent all the food stamps to the second child. Except for the rations delivered every month, the family really has no food left. Don't worry, I have sent my aunt to the logistics support next month. For rations, let’s get some together first.”

Mr. Jiang stood up, smiled wryly and shook his hands, No need, the logistics are out of the question. I've already asked, and they don't distribute until the food arrives. I'll go first.

Mr. Lin hurriedly stopped him, Wait a minute, I'll go with you to the compound to find some old guys to borrow some.

Mr. Jiang quickly waved his hand and refused. No one is rich, and every household is full of children and grandchildren, and there is not much surplus food. If it weren't for his old in-laws, he wouldn't go to the Lin family either.

In the end, Mr. Jiang managed to raise ten catties of food stamps with all his efforts, and asked his youngest son to exchange all the twenty catties of grain stamps for coarse grains.

As the saying goes, it is easy to pay back money, and debts owed to favors cannot be repaid for a lifetime. Mr. Jiang didn't know that besides his brothers and sisters, he had to repay the favors of several generations, but he also knew that this kind of affection could only be resolved after a hundred years. As for my children, I have long forgotten what is a native land and what is a tribe.