There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

In the ice and snow, tall red lanterns can be seen in front of every house in the whole village. When night comes, the crackling of firecrackers is heard.

During the New Year, not only the children were happy, but Zhang Guoqing was also very happy.

As the children grow up and start working, the next time a family of five returns to his hometown to celebrate the New Year, this opportunity will be rare. He vows to make this New Year's Eve a lively one.

After Zhou Jiao finished distributing the lucky money to the little carrots, Zhang Guoqing grabbed his wife and called his sons and ran home without caring whether his niece or nephew was present.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to shout: Mom, come out with your father later, and your old son will set off fireworks for you.

Zhang's mother smiled from ear to ear. She looked at the old son and his wife who ran away, and said with a disgusted smile: This child is really true. He is almost a father-in-law, and he loves to play so much.

As she said this, she glanced at the grandson's door, who had picked up the child and ran out the door, and said to the granddaughter-in-laws present, You all go to play too, and we'll clean up together when we get back.

Zhang Guoqing couldn't take care of them. He ran home with his sons, and together with Xiao Zhu and Xiao Liu, they started to move out firecrackers and fireworks in the open space outside the yard.

After moving, Zhang Guoqing lit the incense and gave it to Zhou Jiao, then held her hand and said, Don't be afraid, just light the thread and I will carry you back.

Zhou Jiao wanted to say that she was not so timid, but looking at his smiling face, she still nodded with a cheerful smile. If her man thinks she is weak, then she is weak!

When Wuyi heard this, he quickly stepped forward and said, Dad, you are already old, so I should carry my mother and run away.

Ping An and Liu Yi burst into laughter upon hearing this.

You brat! Zhang Guoqing scolded with a smile and kicked him in the leg, You're so thick-skinned!

A gentleman talks but never strikes. Wuyi stepped aside and rushed to his brothers, Dad, do you want your sons to cheer you up?

Ping An patted his forehead and said, Okay. Many people are coming.

Liuyi smiled and shook his head, and handed the camera in his hand to his younger brother, Take a few more pictures for grandpa and the others to take back.

No problem. Wuyi took the camera, How do you think grandma and grandpa spent the Chinese New Year in a foreign country? Are they thinking about us too?

Will definitely miss us.

That's why I don't like studying abroad. It's a pity...

Liuyi shook his head slightly, Let's celebrate the Chinese New Year with our parents first. As for future arrangements, that is a matter for the future, and there is no need to say it in his hometown.

The three brothers smiled at each other and then looked at their parents.

Early in the morning on the first day of the first lunar month, the children who had watched the fireworks last night came rushing to knock on the door of Zhang Guoqing Courtyard before dawn.

They knew that at Uncle Zhang Wu/Master Zhang Wu’s house, the red candied haws on top of the big snowball piled up in the yard belonged to them.

The three Ping An brothers, who had finished their exercise early, gave one to each of the children who were holding their hands in their hands and shouting Happy New Year and other congratulatory messages.

In the living room, Zhou Jiao also followed the village custom and filled the kang with several baskets of roasted seeds and candies, candies, dried fruits, melon seeds and mixed mix.

Of course, there is also a large plate of frozen pears and frozen persimmons on the ground.

Nannan, the eldest daughter of Xizi's family, leaned comfortably on the kang and looked at the friends who were taking away gifts. Third Grandma, are you coming back next year?

Zhou Jiao tugged on the little girl's braid and said, If we don't come back to celebrate the New Year, we will send you delicious food.

I'm nine years old. I'm not a child. I don't care about food. If you and Third Grandpa don't come back to celebrate the New Year, can you let my uncle Ping An and the others come back?

You have to ask them. They make their own decisions.

Third Grandma, you're so kind. I want to make my own decisions, but my mother doesn't agree. My dad said that if I have to grow older, maybe I can make my own decisions.

Zhou Jiao smiled and pinched her little face, how could she be so cute!

After many years, on the night of the first day of the first lunar month, the bonfire was blazing, and the sun drying ground in Zhangjia Village was filled with the rich aroma of meat, as well as bursts of laughter.

The three brothers Zhang Guofu, Zhang Laoer and Zhang Guoqing gathered together looked at the next two generations of the old Zhang family and sighed again about the past.

Back then, the three brothers lived together in an old home...

Back then, Ping An was just born...

Back then, when they were young...

Fortunately, everything is changing. Over the past twenty years, the relationship between the three brothers has remained the same, and the father and mother in the distance are still laughing.

After spending the first day of the first lunar month leisurely, it’s time to start paying New Year greetings on the second day of the lunar month. Early in the morning, a family of five accompanied Zhang's mother and two elders to their two uncles' homes to pay New Year's greetings.

After waiting for the banquet for the old aunt Zhang's family to return to her parents' home, the family of five once again packed their small bags and went to the provincial capital to pay New Year greetings to Zhao Chuanguang and the others.

After not having a good chat with Huang Huimin for so many years, Zhou Jiao naturally had to stay a few more days, but she still couldn't escape from going to the elders to pay New Year's greetings.

Mr. Zhao and his wife are now getting older, and their health is getting worse day by day. Compared with his wife, who is too confused to recognize the younger generation, the old man is still very happy for the arrival of their family.

It's just this farewell. I wonder if we will be separated from each other next time we meet again?

Looking at the sad Zhao Chuanguang, Zhou Jiao could only comfort her godfather a few words, but she didn't know what to do with the rest. She couldn't say that he was much better than her godmother.

At least his father-in-law, Mr. Huang, and his wife were a big step ahead of schedule to meet Marx, right?

She estimated that her godfather would knock her to death as soon as she said these words!

When she paid New Year's greetings to Zhao Dashan the next day, Zhou Jiao felt extremely emotional when she saw him again after so many years.

Compared with Zhao Chuanguang, who has always been a soldier, Zhao Dashan, who is over sixty, is also much older. He is no longer the handsome man in her memory.

His personality hasn't changed.

Also, he has a happy job and family, and his carefree life cannot take away his cheerful personality. Only the passage of time cannot stop aging.

Similarly, Cheng Hongli also had white hair. According to her, she had to dye her hair, otherwise she would be ugly standing next to her wife with all her hair white.

After hearing what she said, Zhou Jiao was secretly grateful that her mother, Miao Lishan, had been living younger and younger after being cared for by him for so many years. At least she didn't have gray hair.

How terrible it would be to stand next to her handsome father!

Time is really unforgiving.

They talked and laughed happily when they got together, but they couldn't resist the melancholy in Zhou Jiao's heart. Her mother is not yet sixty, but her father is over sixty, and the time to spend with her is getting less and less day by day.

Zhang Guoqing knew that she was worried, so he took her out to relax on the street one day before returning to Zhangjiacun.

In the first month of the year in the Northeast, the most indispensable thing is the festive atmosphere.

Everyone seems to be taking advantage of the festival to drive away the severe cold, and people are having a lot of fun. What about big Yangko, walking on stilts, and two-person twirling? It’s all about joy.