There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

For children, New Year's Eve is always a joy. Eating meat that is hard to see in daily life, wearing long-awaited new clothes, pasting paper lanterns, and taking apart small red firecrackers and setting them off individually can make the happiness last for a year.

In the early morning of the next day, Ping An woke up early, and today Zhang Guoqing had made an appointment with him to bring his relatives and friends' children to the street to buy firecrackers.

Opening his eyes, Ping An found that he was the one who went to bed late again, rolled his eyes, climbed down the kang, and finally put on his coat and trousers after exhausting all his efforts. Holding the sweater collar that made him helpless, he rushed out of the bedroom and ran into the room of Lin Lishan and his wife.

As soon as he opened the door, Ping An was happy—as expected, his grandma was a big slob.

Oh, baby, why did you come here by yourself? You're freezing? After finishing speaking, Lin Lishan stuffed him into the bed.

Grandma, Xiaowu and his wife went to exercise with grandpa.

Lin Lishan laughed heartily after hearing this, she lost all sleepiness, Good boy, you can't call your dad like that. Do you want to go to the street? Take Lao Mo with you when grandma is on vacation.

Ping An glanced outside with a smile, Old Mo Laogui, grandma just buys popsicles for me. Don't let my mother know that I eat popsicles, she will get angry.

Then I don't dare. What if your stomach hurts? Grandma still invites you to Lao Mo for ice cream.

I'll just taste it.

Lin Lishan cheerfully bargained with the child and redressed him. She admires her grandson's IQ very much, and she has to bow down many times.

Do you want to go to the regiment with grandma? Those aunts have prepared a lot of small gifts for you.

Hearing this, Ping An immediately shook his head, You can't take other people's things randomly, or you will cause trouble for grandma. Dad said that we have everything at home, and I can't run out of things, so I keep them for my son.

Lin Lishan, who was getting dressed, rolled over on the bed laughing.

The grandparents washed up and went out. Zhou Jiao was already preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

Ping An giggled happily when he saw it—you can go out after eating. Leaving Zhou Jiao's mother and daughter in the kitchen, he walked to the gate on his own.

Occasionally, people who pass by will smile when they see him. The milk doll of the Zhou family is really polite. He greets people when he sees him, and he smiles all day long, just like his father. Especially seeing such a young child knows how to run back and forth to drive away the cold, which is even more interesting.

When Zhang Guoqing and his father-in-law came back, they saw a few milk dolls surrounded by their door. No one needs to tell anyone that his family's safety must be in it.

Zhou Xiaozheng glanced at his son-in-law with a smile in his eyes - like a father, like a son, Ping An has also started to invite friends at a young age, and the family will be more lively in the future.

Weng and his son-in-law deliberately slowed down to appreciate the children's playfulness.

Little Ping'an, a set of firecrackers rings 100 times. Last year, my dad bought a set of firecrackers. I can carry 10 of them each time, and I can go from the first day to the fifteenth day of the junior high school. It's very enjoyable.

You're lying, I only played 100 rings for five days last year.

Little girl playing with firecrackers, go...go, I'll talk to my buddies, it's none of your business.

You brat, I'm older than you. I'm six years old. I can be your older sister. You're unreasonable. You're not a good boy. I won't play with you anymore.

Rare! Our boys don't play with their dolls. Xiaopingan, Xiaowanzi is a tigress, don't play with her.

Sister give me candy.

Then...then I'll give you a piece of chocolate. My aunt secretly gave it to me. How will I treat you?

Two! I'll play with you in the morning and with my sister in the evening.

Ping An, don't care about his broken chocolate. It's bitter, it's unpalatable. I'm rich, let's eat popsicles together.

Zhang Guoqing saw that the two children were impatient and started to fight, so he hurried to stop them.

Everyone is a good boy, don't fight. You go home to find your mother first, and then come back in the afternoon. Uncle will take you to make lanterns, one for each of you, okay?

I want a rabbit.

Uncle Wu, can you paste lanterns? Even my grandpa can't.

Zhang Guoqing picked up his son and touched his little hand, it was as good as it wasn't cold. He smiled and nodded to the children, promising that they would have lanterns.

As for paper lanterns and ice lanterns, it doesn't matter how handy they are, it's no problem to fool a few kids.

After breakfast, before the children of the Cheng family came to the door, Zhang Guoqing took out a bunch of canned bottles, dyed water with various colors of paint, poured them into the bottles, and cut a few large candles into small pieces to make Into a simple lantern.

Ping An was so excited that he didn't want to move a step, and looked at his father with bright eyes. When I heard Zhang Guoqing say that if I put it in the yard, there would be colorful little lanterns in the afternoon and evening, I was very happy.

If it weren't for the temptation to go to the streets, Ping An would really not want to leave. Before leaving, she looked at it several times reluctantly, and even told Zhou Jiao to keep an eye on his lantern.

This year is a happy year for Ping An. Colorful ice lanterns, paper lanterns of various animals, the sound of firecrackers being lit by the father's little hand, the singing and laughing at the New Year's Eve dinner, and the singing and dancing performances in the auditorium.

All this made Ping An feel the sadness of the outside world, and then he understood all the efforts his parents had put in for him. Compared with his friends of the same age, he has a warm home. No matter how tired he is, as long as he thinks of his grandfather and parents who carefully raised him, he will arouse endless courage deep in his heart.

Compared with the happy Chinese New Year of Zhoujiao's family in the capital, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother in their hometown in the Northeast are not living as they wished.

In the small courtyard in the county seat, except for Zhang Guoqing and his family who are not in the northeast, the children and grandchildren of the Zhang family gathered at the knees of Zhang's father and Zhang mother for a big New Year's Eve.

The affluence in life made Zhang's father and mother feel more generous and fat, making them appear younger. Seeing that the days are getting better and better, although the family of the three sons and two daughters is simple and light, they have no worries about food and clothing. Zhang father and the old couple are secretly happy that they don't need the old son Hua's family to subsidize them.

As a result, the happiness didn't last long. Just after the fourth day of the Lunar New Year's Day, the old Zhang's three-bedroom party had a big party, and the trouble came.

The small courtyard of Zhang's family began to be full of people, and distant relatives came to pay New Year's greetings every day, and Zhang's enthusiastic mother couldn't hold back her face and drove them away.

As a result, many relatives who were on the sidelines came to the door to call the second nephew after hearing the news, and stayed in the county town, which caused Zhang's father a headache.

In just two or three days, the coarse grains in the rice tank quickly bottomed out. Except that the east wing was locked, the study room could not survive either, and every night there were a bunch of heads on each kang.

After the seventh day of the lunar new year, Zhang Lao Er, a villain in a uniform, took Zhang Guofu with him with a straight face and sent Zhang's father and mother away. As soon as his parents left, without saying a word, he went straight into the kitchen to roll up the remaining rations, and carried them home, leaving the so-called relatives looking at each other in blank dismay.

Turning around, Zhang Laoer hired two bullock carts, picked up the children and threw them into the carts, and finally sent away the cousins ​​who were holding on to the gate of the yard and couldn't get on them for eight lifetimes.

Fortunately, Zhang Laoer, the villain, was there, otherwise Zhang Guoqing would have to rush home to deal with it. This move made Aunt Wang next door applaud.

Aunt Wang has long been displeased with Zhang's mother's behavior. Whose family has food to help others, and their own food is good enough. If Zhang Guoqing did not send food stamps back from time to time, Zhang, mother and old couple could live so comfortably?

Not to mention the arrival of distant relatives, it was herself, and she dared not even go back to her natal home. It's not that the children suffer from such a toss.

Faced with lice and fleas on the bedding, and a lot of empty cabinets, since then, Zhang's father and mother hung up the keys every day, and ran to the two sons' homes during the day, even if they were at home, they never dared to open the door at will.

In front of survival, face is nothing. No amount of sympathy becomes worthless in the Spring Festival of 1960. It was not until many years later that Zhang Guoqing learned about it from his nephew. And at that time, not to mention sympathy, it is already a kind person who does not make trouble.