There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

What is the pattern, does it change with status or with experience? Gradually, the husband and wife will understand these problems on their own.

Instead, there is such a strong father as Zhou Xiaozheng in front of him. For others, the days of danger and fear slipped by quietly, and the waves remained calm until the twelfth lunar month.

After the first snowfall, Liang Meiren was once again in deep trouble. This time, with her man's loss of power, she was no better than an abandoned son after all.

Zhou Jiao was not surprised by this result.

On the day Liang Shengnan was taken away and sent to the capital, she stood quietly in the distance to see him off.

Perhaps for some people, the other party's crime is not worthy of death.

But there are more innocent people in this world, because the opponent's jumping up and down has implicated many people who have meritorious military exploits and fell innocently, not to mention the opponent has been personally participating in the chess game.

Some people are celebrating, some are mourning, and more people are waiting for the snow to warm up, but history tells the world that the new and the old are replaced, and after the early winter, there will be a cold winter.

Sure enough, as time went by, the street could no longer calm down, and more and bigger conflicts erupted immediately. Even Doctor Hu, a retired doctor, could no longer ask for leave, let alone Zhou Jiao and his seniors. I was so busy that I didn't even have time to drink and chat.

In the midst of winter, every household is not only used to cats in the winter, but also worried about being hurt by innocent people, so there are only a bunch of children who are not afraid of the cold chasing and playing outside the house on the street.

The small courtyard in Hutong is considered to be at the foot of the real imperial city, and there are many patrolling guards nearby, so the security is quite reassuring. The location is just a turn left next to the park on the other side.

As soon as we entered the main house in the courtyard and opened the thick cotton curtain, there was a gust of hot wind blowing in our face. It was like a different world from the freezing weather outside.

Aunt Chen has changed to a new handicraft job in winter, and she is knitting sweaters. Of course, this is not their own. It is said that they are knitting sweaters for the sweater factory. An adult sweater can earn 30 cents to 50 cents.

Zhou Jiao didn't quite understand why she was tireless and happy to contribute everything to her husband's nephew, but she didn't want to talk too much, lest she talk too much and feel that she had too much to do.

Dr. Hu was boringly baking potatoes around the stove, his eyes lit up when he saw her come in, he was about to stand up with a smile on his face, when he suddenly cast down his face and glared at her.

Yesterday, there were two gangs of people who were beaten to death. Many had broken arms and legs. You must pay attention when you commute to and from get off work. Once you see a fight, don't go over there to watch the excitement...

Zhou Jiao smiled knowingly, Master, haven't I been here for a week? How are you doing? I brought a leg of lamb to add to your dish.

A smile flashed in Dr. Hu's eyes, but he still told his apprentice again, I'm fine, so don't go there, alleys are alleys, who knows if there will be another fight inside.

After finishing speaking, he frowned worriedly, You also put something on your face, and take care of the three children. Don't let them go out.

Zhou Jiao suppressed a smile and nodded obediently.

Ouch, I want to go again.

Master, it doesn't matter if you go anywhere. It's all messed up here, and I think it might be even bigger outside. I heard from a classmate that some places have been moved by real people.

real?

Zhou Jiao nodded, You probably won't lie to me.

Dr. Hu sighed again and again, and said it was a pity, but his eyes dared not look at his apprentice.

It's still safe in the countryside. There are so many young people in the city who don't go to school or work, and they are still too energetic. If these wild boys are sent to the countryside to do farm work, there will be no trouble.

Dr. Hu's inadvertent words made Zhou Jiao curl up her mouth in shock. Master, you shouldn't study medicine, it's more promising to be a magician!

Since even his old man can think of this, it is estimated that if there is more trouble, new policies will be introduced soon. It's better to go early, she is always on tenterhooks every time she goes to work.

It’s really good just now, and suddenly a group of people rushing in front of you to stage a real version of a martial arts scene is really unbearable, especially now that you have self-made things like Mu Cangzhi.

At the work unit, I heard from my colleagues that who occupied so-and-so's territory last night, blood flowed all over the place, Zhou Jiao didn't dare to go home and say something.

Even if her father and Zhang Guoqing kept reminding her and asking her, she pretended not to know, otherwise she might become unemployed.

Haven't the two little guys, Liu Yi and Wu Yi, been arguing about practicing martial arts all the time? I have seen the children a while ago, and they still have to take medicinal baths, but they can take advantage of this winter to walk at home.

Zhou Jiao laughed, Master, let's wait, now they are starting to build a house at home.

Oh, player's house, that's also good, it's better than going out.

Well, almost. Zhou Jiao glanced at her master amusedly. You really underestimate the three kids who are thinking about building an igloo on the edge of the yard.

After chatting for a while, everyone was fine, and the things were delivered. The winter days were short, so Zhou Jiao listened to her advice and left. She also went for a walk outside first.

The notice that the Spring Festival will not be closed this year has been announced in advance. The Lunar New Year in 1967 has officially entered a new era.

From the beginning of spring to the end of the year, a group of people were assigned to other places, and the long queue to buy new year's goods was still not short. It seems that the capital has been crowded since ancient times.

During a trip in late summer and early autumn, except for some souvenirs on the surface, with the cover of Zhou Xiaozheng, Weng and his son-in-law, Zhou Jiao had already exchanged everything that could be exchanged for real things in private.

So this time, she bought some red paper and New Year pictures, and cashed in all the cloth tickets and industrial coupons. When she came out, seeing that she had spare time, she inevitably wanted to bring some new editions of comic books for the children.

After visiting the bookstore, Zhou Jiao took a look at her clothes, which were not very conspicuous. She thought it was better to go to the nearest scrap collection station, maybe by the end of the year, she could come across a few rare ancient books.

In the waste collection station, the mottled old wooden door is dark, and there is a big hole in the left eaves. The ground is full of garbage, messy, and you can smell the musty and damp smell when you stand in the yard, which is extremely unpleasant.

This... is really a waste collection station.

Zhou Jiao concealed her surprise, and straight to the point told the welcoming aunt that she wanted to find some comic books and textbooks. Of course, she didn't forget to stuff one yuan in private.

Sure enough, money can turn ghosts around, and the other party pointed to the warehouse inside and ordered a few words that illegal items should not be taken out.

Zhou Jiao smiled at her, seeing how agile she was, she probably did a lot of work. Her purpose is not to gain much, but to see the status quo of the so-called waste dump in Zhang Guoqing's words.

This is a waste station in the district. Except for the snow-covered garbage mountain in the yard, the two warehouses inside really don't have any good things, either broken pots and bowls, or broken newspapers and pieces of paper.

After walking around, even though she hadn't taken off her mask, she still smelled the stench in the air. Zhou Jiao took a rough look, and it was a waste of her dollar.