There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Day by day, this year's autumn seems to come prematurely, just after the hot summer, the autumn wind is bleak, the branches and leaves are broken, and the cold current is surging.

Ping An, who is about to turn eight years old, has lost her baby fat after so many years of exercise, especially in this summer, and now she looks like a little man.

He is more than 1.3 meters tall, with a childish and slightly baby-fat fair face, which is cool and handsome when silent; under the slanted and straight eyebrows, a pair of beautiful big eyes that often shine with innocence and happiness, embodying sharpness and calmness. His eyes are also covered by feather fan-like eyelashes.

His high nose, slightly pursed lips, his angular silhouette, his remade military uniform, and his red cuffs all showed his excellence.

At this time, he had just come from the classroom to join his buddies who had grown up since he was a child. A little girl holding a quotation in her hand hurried over and shouted loudly before she had time to catch her breath.

Student Zhang Mingxuan, wait.

Ping An looked at the other party calmly. The cuffs of the cuffs of an old military uniform that had been washed white were uneven, and she was another little girl who changed her parents' military uniform without authorization.

Tomorrow we are going to visit a battle in the city, do you want to come together?

Ping An raised his eyebrows, Okay.

Great! I knew you were a good comrade!

We are also good comrades! Which class are you from? Which courtyard?

Yes, report your name quickly.

Yes, yes, otherwise, you won't be able to touch our buddies tomorrow.

Comrade Hao glanced at the few buddies around him who had a headache. Sure enough, these few are getting older, and they are starting to get hot like his team of Uncle Dayong.

They have long believed that they will go to Chengxi Hutong tomorrow. As for what they are going to do, is there any need to talk about it? It is estimated that another family has been reported.

Just last week, the small courtyard in the alley where his master lived was not far away. Didn't one family get caught? It is said that the family lost their lives.

Out of the corner of his eyes, Pingan caught sight of the old dean who was bending over to clean the playground, and a trace of unbearableness flashed through his lowered eyes. He nodded slightly at the girl and kicked a few buddies around him.

Not leaving yet!

Among the five or six boys, he is the youngest. For example, Wen Yu and the others already have a vague understanding of things between men and women, finding a partner, hehe.

It is not surprising that Ping An has always been liked by female students, and the few friends who grew up together are no strangers to it. What's so strange?

Not to mention the senior female students in the school, there are even many little girls in their compound who are eager to be their daughter-in-law.

On the way home, Pingan shook his head nonchalantly when he saw a few people around him winking and laughing. How old I am, I don't understand this matter.

The fun also depends on the occasion. Several people thought that he was still young, and they were bored for a while, and they played around for a while, discussing how to fight tomorrow?

Could it be related to you little brats?

Hearing the words, Ping An, who was walking together, lowered his head and pursed his lips. The moment he raised his head, he returned to his usual expression, and occasionally echoed their questions, while taking the time to say hello to the passing soldiers and their families.

Unlike the jittery outside world, everything in the compound is as usual. But Ping An still couldn't hold back his worry and anxiety, would his mother be able to bear it in the work unit?

After declining the invitation of a few buddies to play at their house, watching Wen Yu, who was laughing and laughing, go with them, he walked home safely and quickly.

Knowing this, there will be no one at home except Aunt Chen, but he still hopes to stay at home and wait for the adults to come home from get off work.

——If something happens in case, there is a phone at home, so I can take action in time.

Besides, he was also thinking about his two younger brothers who hadn't finished school yet. Once Aunt Chen left to pick up people, there would be no one at home to wait for them.

But unexpectedly, an unexpected scene really happened today...

——The third gate is not far away, brothers Liu Yi and Wu Yi are gathering among a group of little girls at this moment.

...

My brother likes fruit candy best.

Wu Yi immediately added, There are chocolates.

Far away, Ping An heard the voices of his two younger brothers, and the corners of his mouth twitched. You brat who sells his brother!

...what else does your brother like?

Badges! He likes badges the most. This is the voice of Wu Yi.

My brother likes it a lot. He also likes red dates. He can make sugar water and make red date cakes...

Before Liu Yi finished speaking, Ping An was so startled that he almost staggered and fell down. That's because their mother has a good heart, okay? Why are you throwing all the blame on yourself?

Zhou Zihe, Zhou Zihe...hehe...

Following Ping'an's sound, the little girls ran away in shock, revealing a pair of lonely buddies, blinking their big eyes innocently.

Doing bad things again? Ping An walked slowly, glanced at the toffee in the hands of his brothers, and pointed them with his fingers, but was still reluctant to scold.

Liu Yi and Wu Yi glanced at each other quickly, it was not good, they were so angry that they called out their names! At the same time, they rushed forward, one holding Pingan and one arm shaking...

Brother, I miss you.

We've been waiting for a long time, brother, it's not that we're looking for sisters. The implication of Wuyi is that they come here, and there's nothing they can do.

Bad things will be lip service. Ping An took the hands of his two younger brothers behind his back, looked at them whole body, and was relieved when he saw that there was nothing unusual.

Brother, sisters are so fun.

You can't take advantage of others in the future, do you understand? Mom will be very angry if she finds out.

Liu Yi squeezed his palm, We are teasing them.

Brother knows that you have no intentions, but outsiders will think that the adults in the family have not educated the children well. We can't embarrass the elders, can we?

Liu Yi and Wu Yi looked at each other and nodded towards Ping An.

Aren't the grown-ups busy and tired because they have to work and take care of us?

Seeing his younger brothers nodding seriously again, Ping An smiled, and nodded to the guards in greeting. The two people on the other side had seen the scene just now, and they were overjoyed.

Ping An didn't pay much attention to it. Once inside, he took them by the hand and walked slowly, while continuing to guide patiently, So we three brothers should supervise each other, remind each other what is wrong, and how to correct it in the future. Only in this way can we make progress together.”

Brother, last night I helped grandpa beat his back and helped grandma carry the plate.

I also made my mother's coat in the morning, and I also helped the adults shine their shoes.

Ping An gave the two little brothers a look of approval, and boasted: My brother has seen it, and he has done better than his brother. He is a good example.

My brother is also very good, and he is also a good baby.

Ping An: ... I'm an adult now, okay?

After washing up, the three brothers who had snacks rested for a while, and ran back to the second floor as usual. Following the sound of music from the radio, Ping An took out the flute, and the twins took out the snare drum from the box.

Aunt Chen, who started to prepare dinner in the kitchen, heard the co-beat from upstairs, and sang the passionate red song loudly along with the radio music.

The smile of Ping An playing the flute is getting bigger and bigger.

Away from the school where you have to stand up every day in class, you have to shout about longevity, you have to read quotations aloud, and those turbulent calculations...

At the age of eight, he has learned how to relax.

On the desk are neatly folded red sleeves, an original foreign book and a yellowed ancient book not far away.

How inappropriate it is for all these to appear at the same time, but so harmonious. So harmonious that even the young twins grew up memorizing these contents.