There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Every day in this world, life disappears, and new life comes along with it. No one cares about the disappearance of an insignificant life that has nothing to do with them.

It's the end of the year again, and the children on holiday are looking forward to the arrival of the new year happily. No, everyone gathers in the reading room of the west wing in the cold winter months, hoping to count how much lucky money they can get.

Oh, no, now let's talk about pocket money.

The six-month-old twins in the East Wing heard the discussion of brothers and sisters outside the window, and made wow-wah gestures to compare there.

Just as Zhou Jiao expected, these two children could not speak, but they could already wink. Seeing that the adults had no intention of going out, they immediately howled and couldn't shed tears.

Those two pairs of chubby hands covered their eyes and exposed a gap between their fingers, and the two little brothers could still look at each other in coordination, playing a tenor voice that ebbed and flowed.

Wu Yi, who was born a catty lighter than his elder brother, now seems to have no difference in weight compared with his elder brother. The pair of almond eyes on his mother-like facial features glanced left and right, howled for a while, and when no one came to hug him, he stopped immediately and stretched his legs to play with the elder brother's kick in front of him.

——Liu Yi, who was opening his mouth to howl, suddenly fell down.

Now that it was all over, Liu Yi immediately got up and grabbed him.

Zhang Guoqing, who was watching the excitement, separated the two brothers with a headache. What a pair of enemies! When it's good, the pair can still happily talk Martian dialect to each other, and hit each other if they don't pay attention.

What about being in love with each other?

It's cold outside and you can't go out. Zhang Guoqing grabbed the bottle and motioned, Can you drink the milk first?

As soon as he said this, the two brothers immediately stretched out their arms to grab each other. What's more, the fat finger pointed at the elder brother (younger brother) and burst out another series of Martian language.

This play has been repeated day by day since the child passed six months. This is the case with such an older son, Zhang Guoqing doubts whether they will fight from childhood to adulthood.

Zhou Jiao patted each of their buttocks, and scolded them with a straight face: You are not good, hit them!

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No more arguing. Zhou Jiao finally resorted to her trump card and hid the milk bottle behind her back. Sure enough, the two brothers quieted down and stared at her with bewildered eyes.

Zhang Guoqing hugged Wuyi funny, Stinky boy, you are the only one who is bad, how can you kick brother first. Be good, let's compete with brother on Wuyi to see who can drink faster.

Liu Yi was hugged by Zhou Jiao, and ignored her younger brother. The little head kept looking for the bottle, and waited for Zhou Jiao to catch his little mouth before he happily grabbed the bottle while drinking.

Don't they all say that the twins have a good heart and a good relationship? Why do they always fight against each other?

It's up to you.

Daughter-in-law, is there something in your words?

Not long after eating and drinking, the two young masters were served and fell asleep. Seeing this, Zhou Jiao breathed a sigh of relief... Pi Xiaozi is really not as good as a little padded jacket.

Zhang Guoqing looked at the two sons with a smile, No wonder Dad said that the house is getting more and more lively. When they can walk, they will definitely be in trouble.

It's terrible now! Zhou Jiao squinted at him, You don't dare to approach them now without looking at Yueyaer?

Who told that little girl to grab their milk bottle?

It's not a bad thing to say that. Zhou Jiao looked intently at the pile of toys on the carpet, I think they are just like Ping An, they are all stingy.

Regarding the stinginess of the three sons, Zhang Guoqing knew it well, but he still retorted: Who said that? Ping An didn't even blink and gave all his precious toys to his younger brothers.

As he spoke, he gave an example: Drink milk safely, the two of them won't fight, so be generous.

Zhou Jiao looked at him amusedly, and nodded: Yes, your son is generous! After a pause, she said, There are peace days and nights, just wait and see.

Hearing this, Zhang Guoqing suppressed the burst of laughter and pushed her out. Standing in the yard, he couldn't help laughing anymore. Who has him as cunning as Ping An, who will tell his younger brothers every day that they will be gone if they give it to others.

Thinking of peace, Zhang Guoqing was sincerely relieved.

Brother, bring me some paint when you have time.

What do you want to draw again? The child is still young, so there is no need to post so many literacy pictures. Zhang Guoqing looked at her disapprovingly, Take more rest when you have time.

Zhou Jiao, who was about to reply, saw Aunt Sun, her eyes flashed with a glint, and she lowered her eyes, Seeing too many pictures, compared with literacy, is good for children's growth.

Seeing that the precociousness of the children cannot be avoided by caring people, she had to act in advance. She has to give a hint that parents teach their children to be smarter.

Since the holidays, she has worked hard on food supplements and communicated with her sons all day long. Tossing and tossing like this is not just trying to cover up some truth.

Just now when Wu Yi kicked his legs, Liu Yi immediately fell down; there was also the red and swollen marks left by Liu Yi when he slapped Yue Yue'er in anger; returning them... All this clearly shows that the children still inherited their father's talent.

You can't hide your strength, but you have to be careful about some things.

Zhou Jiao could imagine what a sensation it would be if Aunt Sun and outsiders boasted about the three children if she didn't cover it up.

Tomorrow, it just so happens that you have to accompany me to the suburbs.

Zhou Jiao nodded clearly. Now they don't talk about going to the black market when they take out supplies, but go to the village as an excuse to exchange them. In particular, the policy has been relaxed since the year before last, and with private land, it is also advocated to raise more pigs and more chickens and ducks.

It's also ridiculous. It is required not to trade privately, otherwise they will be caught and severely punished, but it doesn't matter if they exchange things. In this way, there are naturally countermeasures under the policy.

For example, pigs, in addition to household use, are required to be purchased by a meat joint factory for a catty of four cents. Except for those who are honest and timid, who would like it?

Naturally, there are desperate farmers who apply to the production team to keep their own households for high prices. Captain Qian and the others don't know the inside story? Just turn a blind eye.

As long as the purchase amount is completed, who really has to fight against the members. What's more, those who can't eat enough to eat in these years and months can still afford to raise pigs, so there is no ability.

In this way, compared with the black market, there is one less risk, especially the price in the village is lower. Many urbanites have many relatives.

This time they used to be just for the pork. Compared with those outsiders, Aunt Qian trusted the young couple more. She had already collected the New Year's pork from her husband's family and waited for them to barter.

Zhou Jiao has no shortage of supplies, but she knows that the policy is subject to change, how can she refuse? Therefore, under the pile of wild game, she still accepted it.

It's a pity that I can't go back to my hometown this year. Uncle Sanyuan wrote to say that Captain Liu's villages had a bumper harvest. I don't know how much he bought?

Zhou Jiao squinted at him.

Do you think he can still buy fine grains? Zhang Guoqing's mouth curled up, showing a smirk, I guess he's here to show off, it must be embarrassing.

What's the use of saying it?

That year, the young couple disguised themselves and bought so much fine grain. Although no one starved to death in the subsequent production brigades, they felt distressed after thinking about it.

Zhou Jiao sharp-eyed saw Yi Shumin coming in with her girl in her arms again at the door, pushed him, and stepped forward to greet him, Yueyaer, have you eaten yet?