There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

When Yi Jiefang came over with the bag, in the west wing, Wan Dayong and the others had already set up a copper pot with charcoal fire, and the bone soup made by Aunt Chen had already been poured into the cauldron.

The spliced ​​generous table was filled with mutton, pork offal, Chinese cabbage, white radish, tofu balls, canned fruit, several bottles of wine, and a cigarette.

If it weren't for the school's constant emphasis on saving food, Zhou Jiao really wondered if this was a well-off life in a peaceful and prosperous age. Seeing so many things, she didn't intend to be stingy, and contributed some vermicelli and mushroom specialties.

Leaving them in the west wing, she took her son back to the living room and told Aunt Chen to ignore them and eat something and go to bed early. Otherwise, don't even think about resting tonight.

Aunt Chen is no stranger to it, she always comes to such a dinner party every month, and she is more punctual than a woman's aunt. There are no parents in Zhou's house today, so it's strange if they don't fall out.

In the West Wing, several people hurried forward to snatch the bag, turned around and ran to the table.

Yi Jiefang rolled his eyes, I thought you guys were lining the way to welcome me, and flirted with blind people.

Ding Datou patted him on the shoulder with a smile, We are already interested enough, we are all ready and wait for you to open your mouth. Such a good thing is over today, don't even think about it.

Start it, whoever doesn't know how to drink, don't waste it.

You are a pig, why are you pouring everything down? Meat first, then vegetables.

Poverty! I think you want to eat the meat first. If I don't pour the vegetables, is it enough for you?

Oh, my mother, which bastard put the tofu dregs in first, it's all dregs.

Zhang Guoqing watched them grab food with a smile. He just ate a large bowl of dumplings, and he really didn't want to eat this messy stew. Before he stretched out his chopsticks, the pot was empty again.

Da Yi, you are so stupid! Hurry up and take off your coat, and be careful to cover the prickly heat.

Can I make it in time? I won't even have the soup later. It's killing me.

Everyone laughed loudly.

Laughing fart! Add the broth quickly. Be gentle and slow down in the next pot.

Who's coming soon? I saw you two bites with my own eyes, and I only took one bite.

Stop talking nonsense, pour the wine quickly, let's have a drink first.

Everyone sat around a table, chatting and keeping warm, having fun. Unlike friends made in society, alumni and classmates get along much more easily, with less hypocrisy and more sincerity.

Zhang Guoqing is very satisfied with this atmosphere, and also likes to talk with them about campus and academic problems.

Sickness enters through the mouth, misfortune comes out through the mouth. He prefers these alumni with high IQs to the discussions about the current situation that other friends in the compound often blurt out.

The carefree Yi Jiefang, the old-fashioned Wan Dayong, the playful Ding Datou, the Baoli Baoqi Geng Dasheng, and a few others, don't they see clearly and see through?

He looked at the few energetic classmates and friends in front of him with emotion. The times make heroes, not to mention heroes from famous families. It's not hard for him to figure out why some people are always ahead of others.

In the east wing over there, Zhou Jiao took the child to wash up, make milk powder, and brought out a fruit plate. While listening to his son's childish voice talking about his amazing discovery.

Mom, Aunt Wang is very kind to me. Every time I share apples and eggs, I choose the big ones, but I don't like her. She always asks me about family affairs.

The dean's grandma was very afraid of my grandpa. When my grandpa came to pick me up, she ran away. She liked grandma the most, and she ran out when she saw grandma. Grandma said that her little aunt wanted to go through the back door.

After speaking, Ping An took a sip of milk and looked at her with a smile.

Zhou Jiao gave him a thumbs up, It's great! You have discovered all the secrets of adults. Ping An is better than your mother! Are there any children who bully you?

“前面白胡子太爷爷家的小哥哥很坏，故意弄坏我的玩具，还想偷我小手套。我揍了他，他再也不敢来。姥爷说他没出息。”

Sister Wang always cries, and she always follows me. I don't play with her, but she still cries. I beat her, but she doesn't dare to cry anymore. Her mother is bad, and I didn't beat the little sister. She told her grandma that it didn't matter. , are all children, but still secretly glared at me. I told my grandpa that I am still too young to beat an adult. When I grow up, I will beat her to death. Grandpa said that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Mom, do you know that ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge? Grandpa said that after the new year, I can take revenge in nine years. I really want to grow up quickly.

Zhou Jiao smiled and nodded from time to time, feeding him milk. For a young child, the thinking is clear, good at discovering, and the description is very organized.

You can beat her daughter. If she bullies you, you beat her baby. However, you can't beat her baby in front of her, and you have to find a good reason to beat her.

Pingan smiled proudly: Mom is so smart!

Zhou Jiao laughed happily. How can I feel so comfortable being praised by my son.

The couple stopped laughing, and Zhou Jiao also forgot to explain to her son, what does it mean that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years? Maybe she didn't want to explain either. For her, her dad was right! No is also right!

Just like she said that peanuts are pearls, her father will definitely help her perfect her rhetoric and make a final decision—that is not a pearl! What is nine years? Her father said eight years, and she didn't even blink.

Son, if someone you don't know says they are relatives and asks you to go with him, what will you do?

Ping An: Beat him to death!

Zhou Jiao was dumbfounded—is this okay?

Pingan giggled, Grandpa said, except for grandparents, parents, aunt Chen, and grandma, whoever comes to pick up Pingan will not leave.

Zhou Jiao grabbed him tickled and said with a smile: Bad boy, bad baby, let's see if you dare to tease mom.

Ping An imitated Zhou Jiao's usual appearance and raised his hands to beg her for mercy. Seeing that it was ineffective, he immediately counterattacked. The two of them played together and fell down on the bed exhausted.

After a short rest, Zhou Jiao touched the child's head and kissed him in relief. Time flies, children grow faster, and Xiaodoubao learns to be cute in the blink of an eye.

Ping An is great! Mom is very proud of having Ping An. She can say it when she misses her parents. It's not wrong for a baby to miss her parents. Mom often thinks about Ping An outside.

Ping An happily crawled out, Really? I want to go to school with my parents.

Zhou Jiao held back tears and nodded heavily with a smile. Her family's children are still young, if she doesn't mention it, she won't dare to say whether she misses her parents, so she will bear it secretly.

Reaching out to hug the child, Zhou Jiao gently patted the child, The adult's school is not fun, and you go to school every day to study, so mother never let you go there. It's not that mother doesn't want to let you pass safely. There is nothing like a compound outside. In the future, mother Come home and be safe.

Seeing the child smiling and nodding, Zhou Jiao secretly encouraged herself. For the well-behaved and sensible children, and for the future of the family, she must work harder.