There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

In the early morning of the next day, the Zhou family rarely saw anyone go out for a run, and they all surrounded the yard to watch.

Keep your feet steady and lean forward. Yes, very good.

Zhang Guoqing stood aside, observing Ping An's posture and movements, Inhale now and tighten your abdomen. Then exhale, and exhale slowly. When you open the bow and release the arrow, exhale slowly, and exhale in one breath.

Following his instructions, Ping An let out a breath slowly...

Now try to pull the string. When you let go of the string, let go of your fingers naturally, and don't pull back vigorously. Remember that you can only use two hands to pull the string, and relax your whole body...

Okay, take another breath in and out.

Zhang Guoqing watched his son stand calmly with satisfaction, First, let's shoot an arrow. Don't worry, first fix your posture and practice your hand feeling.

understood.

With an arrow shot by Ping An, the whole family watched intently.

With a click, the arrow entered the target, the target was not accurate, but it still shot firmly into it.

Very good. Zhuantou will practice flying stones with you...Practice makes perfect. Don't worry about Zhuantou now, you should first think about how to use the strength of your hands to relax the muscles of your whole body.

After Zhang Guoqing finished speaking, he saw that he had learned every gesture without a teacher, and knew that this child's talent was better than his own. I think back when my grandfather taught me, he still missed the shot.

It's okay. Just practice with this posture. When you get it right, Dad will take you hunting again. Remember to rest when you're tired.

Ping An ignored the answer and nodded. With a tense little face, he drew his bow, and with his previous experience in practicing small stones, he kept his eyes firmly on the target.

He looked ahead with satisfaction, holding back his complacency, but his eyes still curved into crescent moons. Ping An secretly told himself not to be proud. Compared with others who exerted all their strength, it was not difficult for him to pull with a small hand.

Zhou Xiao was watching from the side, nodded secretly, and said to his son-in-law: Practice with a small bow for a few years to sharpen your mind, don't promise him to change to a big bow.

Okay. Dad, do you think the child should practice his hand first?

Zhou Xiaozheng shook his head, It's better to wait for the second half of the year and take it slowly according to the plan. The child is still young, and he is too tired to learn too much. After all, he still thinks that the focus of the child's IQ should be on scheming, strategies, and methods. With this supernatural power, it is enough to know a few deadly moves.

Zhou Jiao looked up at the sky, and went to stop her son, Everything is too haste. You should rest after practicing for an hour, and practice again tomorrow morning.

Let's go, have dinner with grandpa. Zhou Xiaozheng beckoned to him.

Grandpa, wait for me, I'll put things away first. Ping An shouted hastily, not forgetting to clean up. His mother said that he is not a grandfather, but he does not have a secretary uncle. If you don't have a secretary, you have to do your own thing.

Hope for peace...

Before returning to Beijing, I finally hoped that my parents would take me out to play. This time he specifically asked to bring his own small bow, intending to try the results of his practice.

Since he promised his child, Zhang Guoqing will never break his promise. For this trip, he managed to contact classmate Mu and planned to stay at his house for a few days.

Before departure, no matter how careful the couple acted, they were still informed by Yi Jiefang who followed him every day. When they got on the bus, there were still two people, Yi Jiefang and Wan Dayong.

After several twists and turns with a milk doll, the four of them finally got into the carriage that classmate Mu came to.

We're going to trouble you again in the past.

Classmate Mu smiled and showed his white teeth, We are all classmates, how can we be so polite? I have a lot of care from you.

Yi Jiefang rolled his eyes and stretched his legs, Old Mu, can the two of us sleep well? We will have to stay for a few more days.

Haha... I heard that my nephew is coming this time, but I have prepared carefully. When I come, I will wait for a while before leaving. It is best that we can go back to school together.

Ping An kept looking around with his big eyes open, and shouted thank you uncle, but he still couldn't bear to move his eyes away. What a fast horse...so many sheep bleating...

Mom, I also have this robe. Looking at the child not far in front, Ping An quickly pulled Zhou Jiao.

Zhou Jiao understood his hidden meaning, Okay, I will change it for you when we get to the place.

Compared with the children, Zhou Jiao returned to the old place again. Compared with the past memories, it seems that there are many yurts not far from the village of classmate Mu.

Mu followed Zhou Jiao's eyes and said with a smile: These are disaster victims who couldn't stay in their hometown. When they came, each family brought four or five children. Seeing that they couldn't go on, the patriarch left them behind. , now food and lodging are provided by our tribe.”

Zhou Jiao listened with respect from her heart. That's about a dozen yurts, counting a family of seven, fifteen tents are about a hundred mouths.

Will that burden be too great?

Classmate Mu shook his head and smiled: In the beginning, every family had to squeeze some coarse grains, but now they can speak our local dialect and keep up with our life here. Especially their children are very capable, and they can dig a lot of wild vegetables every day , There is no problem in living for a while.

Yi Jiefang traveled from south to north this summer vacation and met many disaster victims. He sighed: Your place is better, with good weather and freedom.

Zhang Guoqing patted him and said with a smile, Then stay a few more days.

That's why Zhang Guoqing didn't go back to his hometown because of the good place. Otherwise, it would be more convenient to hunt and practice in my hometown. This time I brought my wife and son here mainly to relax.

The five were once again warmly welcomed by Mu's family.

In order not to increase their burden, Zhou Jiao prepared a lot of gifts this time. Especially when Yi Jiefang and the others followed, she even added a lot of white flour and corn flour.

Food stamps may not be able to buy food in this place, and rice is not welcomed by them. For the gift, Zhou Jiao also spent a lot of thought.

Seeing that they didn't refuse much now, I was relieved. She is most afraid of the courteous entertainment that is pushed back and forth.

In the next few days, except for the occasional company of Mu, everyone also declined the kindness of the Mu family to lead the way.

It is no stranger to have been to some places, especially Zhang Guoqing has been here twice.

Several times, while classmate Mu took Yi Jiefang and Wan Dayong away to ride horses, Zhang Guoqing took his wife and son to go hunting.

Ping'an's small bow still didn't reach the level of hitting the target. In addition to the fact that there are fewer and fewer wild animals on the grassland, the speed is still not as fast as the prey.

Fortunately, he still has the unique skill of throwing pebbles with one hand, and finally he can reap one or two.

After setbacks, the little guy became more courageous as he fought. With a stern face, he made an oath to his parents that one day, he would be able to hunt big prey.

Zhou Jiao coveted the medicinal materials on the grassland for a long time. In addition to digging by myself this time, I can finally buy it in a nearby town. What makes her most happy is that now everything requires tickets, and she finally found supplies that don't require tickets.

The original plan was to stay for a week and leave, but none of the five people wanted to leave for half a step. After everyone went to the post office and sent a telegram to tell the family to postpone the return date, it was really fun up and down the mountain.

On the day of returning to Beijing, Ping An embraced the big yellow dog of the Mu family with tears in his arms, took the little bow presented to him by Mr. Mu, and walked away from the village he liked.