There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

As the end of the year approached, Zhang Guoqing became more and more busy as the juniors from various families returned to Beijing for the New Year. After working hours every day, the Zhou family will inevitably have friends come to the door.

Many activities are either going out to socialize, or teaming up to watch movies, ice skating, and occasionally a friendly match.

At first, Zhou Jiao accompanied him to the party. As time passed, she became impatient. Gossiping all day long, either boys drinking and bragging, or girls competing like butterflies.

——How can a good girl with such positive energy be depraved.

When Zhou Jiao wanted to do something practical, she found that she was really useless. The father is too busy to go out early and return late, the mother even leads a team to rehearse the New Year program, and the son rushes to the nursery early in the morning.

The family's clothes have just passed the winter, and Zhou Jiao has already prepared them. There used to be markets where you could go shopping, but now where are you going and where are you short of supplies.

The compound is still good, and the living supplies are supplied by army farms and breeding farms, which can barely support it. The outside world is less objective.

A female classmate of hers invited several girls to visit her home. In just one afternoon, Zhou Jiao heard many people in the yard discussing what they couldn't buy, and how many taels of what they could buy from late at night until the next afternoon.

Especially embarrassing for Zhou Jiao was the look on the face of the female classmate's mother when she came back from the unit and saw three or five of her, it was a complicated one - fortunately, no one planned to have dinner at someone else's house.

Therefore, during this period of time, Zhou Jiao didn't even want to answer the phone that was installed at home, for fear that someone would suddenly ask her out again. She was not used to bringing food stamps to her house as a guest, and she still ate cornmeal that was stuck in her neck.

It was also when the female students were chatting with each other this time that she knew that many students thought the fare was expensive, so they stayed at school and found a lot of jobs to make money to support their families.

As a result, Zhou Jiao was even more afraid to invite people to visit her home, and naturally she was too embarrassed to accompany them around. Sometimes the distance between each other is too large, and it is easy to have a gap.

It was so boring that Aunt Chen's family sent a letter to tell her something was up and asked her if she could take a day or two off. Before Aunt Chen could speak, Zhou Jiao immediately ordered her to go back.

Aunt Chen was moved to tears, which made Zhou Jiao feel guilty. What a wonderful misunderstanding, without Aunt Chen at home, she can freely display her cooking skills, okay?

Aunt Chen happily left with a bag of rations, while Zhou Jiao happily started to cook tonic, preparing a big meal for the family to have dinner together.

Throughout the afternoon, Zhou Jiao was tossing vigorously, and there was a lot of food in the warehouse. If it weren't for the worry that Aunt Chen would find something wrong in two days, she would really like to fill the entire warehouse.

When Mrs. Cheng came to knock on the door, she was a little surprised to see Zhou Jiao who opened the door.

Could you be doing rough work, kid? Aunt Chen, why did you do it?

Zhou Jiao looked at the old clothes on her body, and smiled, Auntie, I didn't say anything, I just cooked. Aunt Chen has something urgent at home, so I'll let her go back first. Come in and try my cooking.

The old lady patted her forehead angrily, Silly girl, you can use the cooking to change into this rag. Who are you kidding, go in and have a rest.

After finishing speaking, the old lady pushed her into the living room distressedly.

Auntie, I really didn't do heavy work. I just made some dumplings and sticky bean buns. If this meeting was in the Northeast, I would have prepared something for the New Year. I don't know if the village eats butchered vegetables.

Mrs. Cheng couldn't laugh or cry. Don't think that she is a southerner and doesn't know what pig-killing dishes are. Isn't it just pig offal with sauerkraut, at most blood sausage and meat bones. Is it worth this child's rarity?

Don't you not eat offal? Tonight we will cook butcher dishes ourselves. I will ask my aunt to bring the meat, and she will cook a lot of butcher dishes for you to enjoy once.

Zhou Jiao didn't want the old lady to send messages on the phone. Today's phone calls are not direct dialing in future generations. Only after the bus operator changes the line can they get through to Cheng's phone. Then there would be no secrets to tell.

Hey, I don't want to eat pig dishes. It's the best time to cook mutton in such a cold day. Don't go back tonight. I'll let my aunt, grandpa and uncle come over later. Let's cook wine around the stove tonight!

Old lady Cheng nodded with a smile. If the children want to have fun, then the two families get together. It happened to be a little later to send some of the fine grains that were just distributed.

Compared with the supply from her nephew's house, the old lady has more confidence. Her wife, eldest son and herself have a lot of fine food every month. How can her nephew compare with her own.

Zhou Jiao knew what the old lady was calling without thinking about it. Every time we send fine grains, we Jiaojiao wants to take care of our bodies, and we are still young. She is speechless!

She is really not short of food, but what to do with the old man's heart? Every time she listens to her father, she accepts it first and sends it back in the middle of the month. This game made the two families have a lot of fun, it was really tiring.

Mrs. Cheng had never entered the warehouse of the Zhou family. This time Zhou Jiao pulled her in, which surprised the old lady for a while, and then reasoned and presented the facts, telling Zhou Jiao not to go on the black market.

Why not on the black market? The old lady said that people like them cannot make mistakes knowingly, and must put an end to bad trends.

Zhou Jiao felt so wronged, more wronged than Dou E, didn't she? She stood up straight, listened carefully to the training, and finally breathed out secretly after the old lady turned over the ideological education.

Looking at the back of the old lady, she secretly patted her heart. Fortunately, the old lady didn't let her go to work.

It's a pity that Zhou Jiao didn't see the sly smile on Old Madam Cheng's face. She is old and mature, and she managed to catch the kid's faults, so she has to have fun no matter what.

As for the wind of the black market, who can stop it? Since ancient times, which dynasty and generation can put an end to it. She doesn't have time to take care of these shitty things. If you are not in your position, you will not seek your own government. After retirement, she doesn't care much about the secular world.

The old lady only needs to have enough food and clothing for the younger generation in the family. If you are patriotic, you have to tighten your belt. That's nonsense, okay? If you don't have the energy to study and go to work, how to contribute - isn't that a joke.

After seeing the warehouse, Mrs. Cheng was satisfied. Now she doesn't have to worry about her nephew's family having a hard time at the end of the year. Le Diandian ran to call the aunt at home and asked her to bring things home last week.

Then he called the boss, Cheng Sijin. On the phone, she didn't have much to say, but asked her eldest son to come to Zhou's house first after get off work tonight.

Cheng Sijin understood in seconds, and hung up the phone happily, with a smile on his face, making the staff at the side wonder if there was a big happy event in the chief's family. Starting from the large and small members of the Cheng family, a certain staff officer shook his head regretfully. It seems that my knowledge is too shallow, and I can't guess what my boss thinks.

It was almost time to get off work, Zhang Guoqing picked up his son, and the father and son stood by the gate of Zhou Xiaozheng's unit, waiting for him to get off work.

When Zhou Xiao was going out, he could hear his son-in-law chatting with the guards from a distance, and even Xiao Pingan was giggling. Although I don't know what interesting topics to talk about, I can see the off-duty subordinates gathered around the door and laughed together. Something interesting to talk about.

It's a pity that before he stepped forward, those people scattered like a ghost. Seeing this, Zhou Xiaozheng glanced at the remaining people with a straight face, it was really boring!

When Ping An saw him appear, he immediately rushed forward, Grandpa, go home.

Zhou Xiaozheng picked up the child, Is it cold? Let your dad know when he goes to grandpa's office next time?

Dad said you can't disturb grandpa going to work. I'm so good. My grandpa and uncle all praise me...

Seeing their grandparents leaving, Zhang Guoqing said goodbye to everyone with a smile, and chatted with the guard Xiao Wang and the others as they walked behind.

As soon as the group of people arrived at the door, they smelled the fragrance, and Xiao Wang and the others who had just got off work were so greedy that their stomachs groaned. Before Xiao Wang and the others left, Zhou Xiaozheng had already ordered them to stay.

No one has it easy being his bodyguard. Compared with other leading guards, Xiao Wang and others are often dragged into special training by Zhou Xiaozheng. If they rely on the supply of the cafeteria, how can they bear it.

Being picked by Zhou Xiaozheng, Xiao Wang and others beside him were excited for several days. That is the King of Soldiers, their idol! They also understand that their head is torturing themselves so much for their sake. Therefore, it is also actively cooperating, vowing to become the most outstanding elite personnel around the king of soldiers.

But kids, you are so naive. Zhou Xiaozheng never engages in loss-making business! He has trained his cronies in this way, and he has long secretly plotted that the time is right to let them go to the military academy and focus on training.

Not to mention Zhou Xiaozheng's career map. Now Zhou Jiao and Mrs. Cheng heard the voice, and brought out three copper stoves one after another.

Xiao Wang and the others desperately winked at Zhang Guoqing. They don't want to eat and drink in the living room with these chiefs, and they have to restrain the dead.

They are used to playing with Zhang Guoqing in this family, and they are very familiar with it. Usually everyone likes to look for him for anything, and they are sure to find one.

Sure enough, Zhang Guoqing shook his head and smiled, picked up one of the copper stoves, and beckoned them to come forward to help, and several young men happily ran to the west wing.

When the Cheng family came over, the bone soup in the copper stove was already bubbling. It was too late to say a few more words, and each of them ran to wash their hands and serve the table.

Zhang Guoqing was worried that the people in the West Wing would not have enough to eat, so he specially brought a leg of lamb so that they could cut it by themselves. Having been in contact with these people a lot, he understands that sometimes being casual can make both of them feel better.

He's not a son of a bitch, so there's no need to show off. His righteousness and enthusiasm are his good impressions, and his hunting skills are his advantages. Can he still make these future helpers feel stingy?

If you really want to cook wine around the stove, just some Chinese cabbage, white radish, and wild game are definitely not enough. Men like big pieces of meat, but Zhou Jiao doesn't. The spinach and leeks that she carefully served in the kitchen were squandered by a dinner, and she was so distressed that she tried her best to stuff them with vegetables.

Zhou Xiaozheng, who knew what she was thinking, had a smile on his face. He also said that Ping'an's petty temper doesn't know who to follow, but he just follows his family Jiaojiao.

My daughter even has tiger meat, so she doesn't lack for anything. But this little temper is really fun. Zhou Xiao is exactly how he thinks his daughter is pleasing to the eye, while helping to pick up the vegetables, he is also secretly proud of himself.

All of a sudden, there was another interesting scene at Zhou’s family on the table – Zhou Xiaozheng’s father and daughter each serve each other’s food, Zhang Guoqing and Lin Lishan’s each serve each other’s food, and Ping An enjoys the four people’s feeding in the middle.

Every time the Cheng family dined with their family, they saw a lot of similar things, and they were no strangers to it. In the same way, they were assimilated by them, and they did not see that their husbands and wives, brothers and sisters also took food from each other.

Therefore, sometimes the environment can affect people very much. At least Liu Ting, the eldest daughter-in-law of the Cheng family, often went home and talked about it. Every time she came to Zhou's house for dinner, she would accidentally overeat. The atmosphere was so warm. Of course, the high corners of her mouth also show that she herself enjoys the love her husband and children have for her.