With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

In the early morning, Zhang Wenjun hurried to Xue Ming's dormitory and placed a letter of introduction and a letter on the table.

"An elder in my family has passed away. I am busy with work and cannot go back. Please ask Brother Xue to go back to the provincial capital immediately and bring this letter to my dad. This is very important." Zhang Wenjun looked serious.

Xue Ming was confused: "Call and ask your elder to wait two hours before passing away, and wait until someone comes to send me photos. This is also very important."

"Fuck!" Zhang Wenjun was depressed and wanted to laugh, so he lit a cigarette and kept silent.

Zhao Xue glared at her husband, then turned to look at Zhang Wenjun, "My husband likes to joke, Brother Zhang, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

Zhang Wenjun suddenly became serious, "My elders have not passed away. The capital is now a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. You should go back to the provincial capital immediately. The sooner the better, the sooner the better."

After saying that, he put two train tickets for this afternoon on the table, pulled off the key on the door and left in a hurry.

"Husband, what happened?"

"It's nothing, don't think too much." Xue Ming didn't want his wife to know that something big would happen.

An hour later, the deputy director of the office arrived with a young man. It was the photographer who had received the tip yesterday. He handed two photos to Xue Ming.

Two photos are framed. Xue Ming and Zhao Xue stand side by side in front of the Tiananmen Gate Tower. The man has deep eyes and the woman is beautiful and generous.

There is also a line of small words written below: Xue Ming and Zhao Xue took a group photo in Tiananmen Square on August 1966, 8.

Xue Ming handed one to Zhao Xue. Zhao Xue put the photo in his pocket and sent the deputy director and photographer away to pack their bags immediately.

When I came to the gate, I met Deputy Director Chen again. Lao Chen patted Xue Ming on the shoulder and said, "Comrade Wenjun asked me to give you a message. If you can't offend him, hide away."

"I know, thank him for me." Xue Ming took out two packs of cigarettes and stuffed them into his hands.

The couple took a bus to find Zhao Dingkai. The three buses they passed were all full of people, and the driver didn't stop at all.

Suddenly there was the sound of gongs and drums in the distance, and a group of people arrived at the crossroads. They threw the books, paintings, bottles and cans on the cart on the ground, beat them with sticks and then set them on fire.

"Honey, what are they doing? Why are they burning calligraphy and paintings?"

"Those are pornographic paintings and calligraphy. Let's go to the next stop and wait for the bus."

"Those pictures are obviously landscape paintings..."

Xue Ming took his wife away and went to another stop to wait for the bus.

At this time, there was a car horn sounding behind them, and a jeep parked next to the two of them.

Zhang Wenjun was sitting in the car. He waved to Xue Ming: "Brother Xue, brothers and sisters, get in the car quickly."

Xue Ming took his wife into the car and handed him a note: "Brother Wenjun, go to this place to pick up the old man first."

Zhang Wenjun looked at the note, stepped on the accelerator and rushed out of the intersection.

Two hours later, they arrived at a courtyard house. Zhao Dingkai and Zhao Erlian had already packed their luggage.

"Son, are you ready for the train ticket back to the provincial capital?" Zhao Dingkai asked.

"Get ready, we'll go back to the provincial capital today." Xue Ming got off the car and loaded his luggage with Zhao Erlian.

The car drove to the train station. Xue Ming took out a cigarette from his backpack and put it in the back seat.

Zhang Wenjun drove away without saying a word.

An hour later, they finally boarded the train to the provincial capital. There were only four of them in the sleeper car.

Zhao Dingkai and Zhao Erlian were already asleep. Zhao Xue whispered: "I don't know why, but I feel uncomfortable all over during this time in the capital."

"Then let's not come to the capital in the future." Xue Ming looked at the scenery outside the window in a daze, and gradually frowned.

"But I'm very happy." Zhao Xue took out the photo taken in Tiananmen Square from her pocket. "This is our first photo of husband and wife after we got married. I want to keep it well."

Xue Ming couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I'm sorry, wife, you know I don't like taking pictures."

"I know, actually I don't like taking pictures either." Zhao Xue smiled sweetly and kept the photos close to her body.

Two days later, the train finally returned to the provincial capital railway station, and Zhao Qinghong drove a jeep to pick them up.

"Dad, did you enjoy your visit to the capital this time?" Zhao Qinghong asked with a smile.

"It's not bad. I met several old comrades and they are doing well." Zhao Dingkai yawned and asked, "How are you doing in the provincial capital recently?"

Zhao Qinghong shook his head: "The provincial capital has been a bit chaotic recently. People make trouble from time to time. I don't know what they are doing."

While driving, Zhao Qinghong said that the situation in the provincial capital was exactly the same as that in the capital.

Xue Ming listened carefully and dozed off while listening, so he closed his eyes.

"Ugh..." Zhao Xue suddenly covered her mouth and retched.

"What's wrong?" Xue Ming hurriedly patted her back to calm her down, and said anxiously: "Are you feeling upset in your stomach?"

"It's okay, vomit..." Zhao Xue started retching again, her little face turned red from holding back.

With a squeak, Zhao Qinghong braked suddenly: "Xiaoxue, do you have it?"

These words were like a bombshell, and everyone's nerves instantly became tense.

"What are you doing standing around here? Go to Lao Jin's house quickly!" Zhao Dingkai's face flushed with excitement.

Lao Jin is Jin Shi, the best Chinese medicine doctor in the provincial capital.

Xue Ming hurriedly took out the kettle and handed it to his wife: "Is it true? I remember you haven't come to that for a while, right?"

"Well!" Zhao Xue's eyes suddenly filled with tears, and she said weakly: "It seems like it's been a long time since I've been here. Husband, am I really pregnant?"

"Don't get excited, it should be." Xue Ming hurriedly opened his backpack and took out two pieces of brown sugar to feed her.

"She must be pregnant. The capital is indeed a good place!" Zhao Dingkai laughed.

Xue Ming is also very happy. They have been married for several years and his wife has never been pregnant.

The couple went to the hospital for many check-ups and saw many Chinese medicine doctors. The check results showed that both of them were fine, but they were not pregnant.

Because Xue Ming has a son, his health must be fine. Zhao Xue took the responsibility on herself and cried countless times.

Zhao Qinghong increased the accelerator, and the jeep soon arrived at Jin Shi's house.

Three generations of the Zhao family came, and Jin Shi was a little nervous: "Brother, what's going on?"

"Quick, little brother, please check Xiaoxue's pulse. She kept retching in the car just now." Zhao Dingkai said.

Jin Shi's eyes lit up, and he quickly let everyone into the room, washed his hands and started to take Zhao Xue's pulse.

Zhao Xue's muscles were tense, her right hand was placed on the table, and her left hand tightly grasped her husband's hand.

"Don't be nervous, it's okay." Xue Ming said softly.

There was silence in the room, everyone stared at Jin Shi with eager eyes.

Jinshi felt the pressure and simply closed his eyes and checked his pulse carefully.

After a full 10 minutes of diagnosis, a smile finally appeared on her face: "Congratulations, I felt my happy pulse. Little Xue is going to be a mother soon."

The air suddenly became quiet...