There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

For Zhou Jiao, when some people are abandoned by her, they have nothing to do with her. Her mother is willing to see each other, it is her mother's freedom, she never forces others.

This matter seemed to pass without a trace, so she casually mentioned a few words to Zhang Guoqing, and then greeted Lin Lishan, and the couple took their son to the alley yard for a holiday.

Avoiding acquaintances, Zhang Guoqing went to the street neighborhood committee to say hello to the neighborhood committee with his student ID card and household registration booklet.

Nowadays, household registration management in Beijing is very strict. Especially the closer to the end of the year, the more careful the inspection.

Those outsiders who come to look for relatives must bring a certificate to report to the street, and if they have a food stamp, they will bring it with them and then issue a certificate to purchase food at the designated grain station.

The rest who came to work on a business trip had to register first with a letter of introduction at the station, and then get a note-where did so-and-so stay, from a certain day to a certain day, it was extremely troublesome.

Walking out of the alley, the nearby Tongzi River has been frozen, and many children are playing on it, and the old pagoda trees at the entrance of the alley have lost all their leaves in a hurry, leaving only dead branches.

Under the warm sun, many courtyards were busy shoveling snow and deicing. Some families had large slopes that turned into big slides after snowfall, and the children at home cried and yelled not to shovel snow.

Near the corner was an old man who was popping popcorn, surrounded by three or five boys leading the little carrots. At this time, I was watching the master pour the white rice into the jar, and then covered his ears.

After a loud noise, a wave of heat rushed out of the pot, and the chubby and fragrant popcorn rushed straight into the long cloth bag.

There is a non-staple food store opposite the neighborhood committee of the street. You don’t need to look for it. You can follow the hot and sweet smell and walk a few steps in that direction—it’s a coal stove, an iron pot and a big chestnut seller. Spatula, half pot of iron sand is fried and sold immediately.

After finishing his work, Zhang Guoqing, who was in a good mood, ignored the pin-pricking cold wind, turned around and weighed half a catty of fried chestnuts. There is no shortage of these foods in this family, and the picture is happy. He is enjoying life in this alley, and plans to take his wife and children out for a walk someday when the weather is good at noon.

In the small courtyard, Zhou Jiao was pulling the bellows huhu to boil a large pot of boiling water, when a peaceful cry came from the inner room: It's hot, the kang is hot.

At the same time as the sound came out, he also jumped out.

Mom, I'm hot.

Zhou Jiao looked at it and smiled happily. Not sweating!

Dress like a bear. There are a lot of clothes and pants in a big cotton jacket, and the big cotton hat that I forgot to take off is pulled down to protect the ears and neck, so that the cold wind outside cannot blow in, and the heat inside cannot dissipate. Coupled with the cotton gloves on the hands, it is 360 degrees without dead angle protection.

Zhou Jiao put two wooden sticks into the stove, washed her hands and led him into the house: Mom, take it off for you first, don't rush to play and run outside, you may catch a cold if you are just sweating and blown by the cold wind.

Ping An pursed her lips: When I came out, I said I wasn't cold. Look, I couldn't even squat down.

Zhou Jiao suppressed a smile: Don't you think those children are so pitiful with their noses running from the cold?

But I wear too many clothes and pants, which is inconvenient and hot.

Although it was cold outside, the kangs in the three rooms of the main room were already hot, and half of the coals in the stove in the living room were burned red, and the bottom of the stove was glowing red, and the temperature inside the house was already like late spring.

Zhou Jiao had to take off the child's clothes without the child's protest. A big cotton jacket, revealing a fluffy fur vest, and a thin cotton jacket and sweater inside. She was a little ashamed when she saw it, it was too much!

Ping An tugged at his clothes, Is that right? Too much? My grandma can't wait to put on all the winter clothes for me, she said it's cold outside.

Your grandma cares about you, so there should be no complaints.

I understand, so I listen to her and put it on.

Zhou Jiao took off all the thin cotton-padded clothes inside him, and just now, she was sweating inside, put on the vest for the child, and pointed to the big cotton-padded jacket outside: You have to put it on when you leave the room.

Okay, pants?

Now Zhou Jiao is really calmed down, and I don't know what her mother thinks. Putting on four pairs of trousers for the child, no wonder the child is not happy: Grandma is afraid that you will get sick, only relatives will cherish you. We must know how to be grateful.

I know my grandma loves me, and I like her too.

Seeing what the child said, Zhou Jiao didn't say any more, and quickly took off the woolen pants for the child: You can move around now and see if it's cold?

Ping An moved his body on the kang: It's comfortable. Mom, can you help me find a way, I can't walk in the morning if I wear too much.

Zhou Jiao nodded. The duck feathers collected in the past few years are not enough to make quilts, but it is still enough to make some clothes for the children, and it should be warm enough to cover them with fur.

It's my dad who's back. Hearing the sound of the courtyard door opening, Ping An stood at the door and opened a corner of the thick curtain to look out.

Zhou Jiao poured hot water, squeezed a wet towel and wiped the child's face and hands: He will come in, hurry up and apply some face cream, mom will take you to bake sweet potatoes.

Shouldn't you tidy up the study first?

No, Fei Chai. The main room is enough for our family. Your grandma happens to live in the east room when she comes over.

Mom, you should ask Grandma Chen to come over, she can help you with your work.

Zhou Jiao smiled without saying a word. She just wanted to be quiet, and it was inconvenient for her mother to go back and forth to work here, so she reserved the room just in case.

Zhang Guoqing lifted the cotton curtain, and when he saw the two of them, he smiled and said, It's really two worlds, and it's really cold outside. My wife is capable, so it can be done so quickly?

Zhou Jiao took his coat and hung it up, but turned her head to see that it was still taking off. She worriedly reminded: Be careful of catching a cold.

Okay. Zhang Guoqing pointed to the oiled paper bag on the table, The fried chestnuts I just bought, I'll give you a taste. Daughter-in-law, bring out more fruits. The gate of my courtyard is closed. It's really free!

Zhou Jiao: ...

When Wang Ligang saw me, she was so enthusiastic! She asked us to go to her house to get anything we lack. I have to go to her house at night, so you don't have to go. I will take Ping An with me.

Will it be bad?

It's okay, I said you are healthy, and you can't rest when there are people coming and going in the compound. I think Gangzi is a good person. She will come to visit at night, and she will be a relative in the future. With her in the office, she will also be here in the future. Someone is watching.

Zhou Jiao nodded after listening. For these interpersonal relationships, Zhang Guoqing is better than himself. It didn't take long for him to find out that his alumni Wang Ligang and his mother worked in the street office in this jurisdiction.

Let's enjoy life in the alley, and I'll clean up the study later, and watch the night view in the park at night, I'm sure you like it.

Zhou Jiao didn't remind Fei Chai this time. It's rare for her man to be elegant, so let him be happy. But she doubts whether she can enjoy the quiet life.

From her point of view, Zhang Guoqing is not the master of peace. I am really worried that within two days, Yi Jiefang and the others will definitely come over. It is estimated that this place will also become a gathering point for them.

I thought so, but Zhou Jiao didn't say it. To be able to steal half a day's leisure in Fusheng is already a surprise for her. It is very rare to be able to live like her.