There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

On June 1st, Children's Day, Zhou Jiao got up early and spent a lot of time tidying up her appearance after washing. By the time she put on the clothes she prepared last night, it was already late.

Lin Lishan couldn't help laughing when she saw her daughter's seriousness. He took the water bottle bag prepared by Aunt Chen, and helped his daughter to follow behind her husband and son-in-law.

Not far from the door of the house, the old lady Cheng, who was dressed in formal attire, had been waiting there for a long time. When she saw them coming back, she couldn't help complaining that they were really slow.

What day is today?

Why is it so inconsiderate of the grand moment when their little Ping An was an announcer?

Walking in the compound, Zhou Jiao suddenly found that there were many parents who were on vacation leading their children to go out. She secretly rejoiced that she came home early last night, otherwise she would be so ashamed of her son.

Compared with previous years, this time several kindergartens jointly celebrate the Happy Children's Day, and hereby arrange the event at an opera house in the city.

Before arriving at the entrance of the theater, I saw two rows of innocent and lively children standing at the entrance and exit, waving wreaths in their hands and shouting welcome words.

Because of her status, Zhou Jiao accompanied Mrs. Cheng, her mother, and Zhang Guoqing to get off the car first, leaving her father to take the orderly through the special passage alone.

Zhou Xiaozheng looked at the few people walking away, pursed his lips, and let Xiao Wang go. How else could he not like to be accompanied by people in front of and behind him?

Every important anniversary is either absent or only a glimpse.

Entering the theater, Zhang Guoqing looked a little dizzy at the children running around. He was worried that some naughty guy would hit his wife in the stomach carelessly.

The three embraced Zhou Jiao, who was in the middle, and walked towards the meeting point of Ping An Kindergarten, and they saw the child looking at the passageway with his head.

Zhang Guoqing smiled when he saw it, showing his teeth, and waved his hands. If it weren't for the public, he was worried about embarrassing the child, and he wished he could call his son with his voice open.

At this time, following Zhang Guoqing's movements, the old lady, Lin Lishan and Zhou Jiao all saw that they were safe, and everyone hurried forward.

There were two red little Ping'an on her white and tender face. She was wearing a small military uniform, a belt around her waist, and a small military cap. Seeing them approaching, she seemed to be sullenly, and immediately showed a bright smile. smile.

Seeing his son's heroic immature face, handsome facial features, and military uniform, he is simply too handsome. Zhou Jiao secretly praised her son.

In less than ten years, this little fresh meat in her family who inherited all the excellent genes of her parents will definitely inherit the name of his grandfather's handsome man.

Mrs. Cheng bowed her head reservedly to greet the parents beside her, listening to everyone's compliments to their children, she was secretly happy and smiled modestly on her face.

Lin Lishan and Zhang Guoqing on the side were happy and happy, accepting everything without being humble at all.

Zhou Jiao lowered her head and winked secretly at her son, and gave her thumbs up for a quick comparison. Seeing her son showing a dazzling smile, she quickly signaled to tense up.

——We want to play with a cool guy like grandpa. If the gentle and considerate type also reveals a pair of pear dimples, there will not be too many rotten peach blossoms in the future!

When the show officially started, Zhou Jiao followed everyone back to their seats, looked up for a long time, but couldn't find her dad in those places upstairs?

When Ping'an came to announce the curtain, he watched his calm and composed son fluently say what kind of speech he welcomes the guests and comrades without using manuscript paper.

Zhou Jiao smiled slightly at Zhang Guoqing. Her son seems to have the style of a general!

After Xiao Ping'an left the stage, the whole theater once again burst into warm applause. Hearing the elders and parents praising their children, Zhang Guoqing was so excited that tears almost filled his eyes.

——His son, as long as he is given a starting point, he will soar into the sky without installing wings.

Throughout the children's performance, Zhang Guoqing didn't see it in his heart.

Even if there is a unique dance performed by the granddaughter of a famous general who is said to be only seven or eight years old, he feels that it is not as good as his son standing there quietly playing the flute.

If it is paired with an ancient costume, a little taller, and paired with an antique tune, no such thing as Mr. Jade or the most beautiful man in the capital is worth mentioning.

Zhang Guoqing, who was holding a camera and followed other parents around the stage to take pictures, was shocked when his son appeared on the stage, which was more effective than taking any supplement pills.

When he finally came back to change the film, Zhou Jiao, who couldn't bear it anymore, finally grabbed him. After further tossing, the father and son became famous today.

Not to mention Zhou Jiao, even upstairs Zhou Xiao was looking at the son-in-law next to the stage below, his eyes twitching. Whenever this kid meets his wife and son, his IQ is always lacking!

As an old man, he really doesn't know whether to be happy or worried?

But Mrs. Cheng was very happy. She repeatedly told Zhang Guoqing to protect these films, and she would wash a few more copies and keep them at home.

Now it's all over, and with the addition of Lin Lishan, the three of them can be regarded as having a good chat.

After the performance, Zhou Jiao was finally relieved to leave the theater when she could pick up her son.

Seeing the trio who were still chatting happily, she rubbed her belly regretfully. It's a pity that she couldn't squat down, otherwise she would have told her son when she had the chance.

——Let’s just play with these little arts, and don’t take the path of literary soldiers.

I saw my grandfather just now, and I also saw my great-grandfather and the others.

Zhang Guoqing turned his head and looked back: Your grandfather came with us, and he should have left with them by now.

Yes, my grandfather said that he still has official duties, so he will celebrate for me at night.

Lin Lishan looked at the children in front of them who were clamoring to go to Lao Mo, restaurants, and the park, and suggested in her heart, Why don't we take you outside to play first?

Ping An looked at his mother and shook his head sensibly: My mother will be tired, take me there next year.

How could Zhou Jiao not love such a caring son?

She raised her arm and patted her son, and said with a smile: Mom, go back first, grandma and grandma will accompany you to eat ice cream, okay?

I still want to be with my mother.

Yes, stay with mom.

On this day, many of his little friends are accompanied by their parents for June 1st, and he also wants to be with them. When the younger brothers come out, the parents will be divided into three parts.

No one knows about the little thoughts of peace.

His words made Mrs. Cheng wonder for a while. So don't think that children don't know how to use tricks when they are young.

Together, everyone avoided the topic of being unhappy on a day like today.

Not everyone can live such a happy June 1st. Under the difficult conditions of children in many places not having enough to eat, how can there be any Children's Day?

After returning, send the old lady back to Cheng's house to rest. Zhang Guoqing took out the gift that Zhou Jiao had prepared in advance, carried his son out of the compound, and let him get in touch with the real world outside.

— There is a place full of angels abandoned by God.

Standing at the gate of the orphanage, Zhang Guoqing put down his son and led him into the entrance.

He hoped that his son could see through his pair of big eyes where the world is so hot and cold.