There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

When the bugle sounded in the early morning, Zhou Jiao opened her eyes and looked at Zhao Yuanyuan and Ping An who were sleeping next to her. She saw that they were unshakable, and shook her head with a smile.

Even so, Zhou Jiao went down to the kang lightly, for fear of disturbing their dreams. After washing and leaving the door, the oncoming cold is threatening.

Winter is not a pleasant season. No, the three of Zhang Guoqing in the school were walking on the road, braving the cold wind and stepping on the thick snow, which was really uncomfortable.

Zhou Jiao went into the living room and saw that her father's shoes were missing a pair. Seeing that he had gone out to exercise, Zhou Jiao shrugged regretfully, then turned and went to the kitchen.

Auntie, heat up some buns and steamed buns, Xiao Wu may bring his classmates back later.

Okay, I'll make some more porridge.

After Zhou Jiao finished giving her orders, she hesitated for a while and came to the warehouse. I've been busy during this time and I don't know how much stock there is at home. There will be guests and the New Year's Eve, it seems that I have to go to the black market a few more times.

She didn't go down to the cellar either, and she wasn't worried about those Chinese cabbage radishes, the original supply plus the piles of purchases she had made in autumn.

Unlocking the lock and opening the door, Zhou Jiao stood for a while, and entered the house after the air circulated. Except for the three large tanks at the door to start, a few curtains of dumplings are missing, the rest is still the same.

After going out, Zhou Jiao patted on her clothes, went back to the kitchen again, and followed suit.

Seeing this, Aunt Chen asked curiously, Why don't you go punching?

Later. There are a lot of people today, so I'll help first. Does my dad have a good appetite recently? It's not a problem to eat these two things every day. I don't know if he wants to eat anything?

Aunt Chen's hand paused when she was carrying the plate. There are only five flavors of dumplings, so that's not a problem. Can you still eat dragon meat? this kid...

She frowned and thought about it, Except for the fact that you need to add two extra dishes when you go home, the chief usually doesn't ask for it. The food I prepared according to your requirements, he also ate well.

Zhou Jiao smiled. She was so sleepy, how could her father let outsiders see what he was thinking.

Thank you, auntie.

Aunt Chen shook her head and smiled, It should. Go and exercise, I'm fine here alone.

Zhou Jiao looked at her watch, it was indeed not early after such a delay. Looking at the stove, she nodded and turned to the yard.

The sky was gloomy, and gusts of wind made the leaves rustle outside the yard. It seemed to be another blizzard day.

Zhou Jiao moved her hands and feet, and her thoughts followed the movement outside, worrying about her lover Zhang Guoqing. With his temperament, this society should have already embarked on the way home, and he doesn't know what the situation is.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Ping An opened his eyes, stared at Zhao Yuanyuan beside him, and soon woke up. Touching the warm sweater and trousers under the blanket with her little hand, she grinned.

—he is so clever!

Put on the sweater, button the neck, and glance at the woolen pants with disgust. He hates wearing this the most, and always bullies him, so he can't wear it well.

Thinking of this, Ping An put on long johns, lifted the bed, slid down the edge of the Kang, grabbed the cotton trousers on the oven cage, put on the cotton jacket, and smiled.

Looking back at Zhao Yuanyuan who was huddled under the quilt, she carefully opened the door and closed it carefully. After walking a few steps, he ran towards the living room.

Mom, why don't you call me? I still have to move forward.

Zhou Jiao was chatting with her father, when she heard the voice, she turned her head and waved to him, It's not time yet, I'll let you sleep more. You haven't put on your woolen pants yet?

Mom, you're not cute. I'm not cold.

Zhou Xiaozheng hooked the corners of his lips, his grandson is up to him. However, Zama step will freeze your legs, go get it and let your mother help you put it on.

Ping'an rolled his eyes, smiled slyly at his grandfather, stretched his calves, twisted his body, put his horse on the spot, and looked at him with piercing eyes.

Zhou Xiaozheng couldn't help laughing, Little clever ghost! Forget it this time, you can't show off your cleverness from tomorrow on. After speaking, he shook his head towards Zhou Jiao.

The child is still young, don't let him lose interest. You think of a way to make a fuss about the long johns, don't let him put on a pair of woolen trousers, and put them all on top.

Zhou Jiao nodded.

Ping An glanced at his grandfather and pursed his lips. He really wanted to explain... the children didn't wear any shorts or long johns, they were all bare cotton trousers.

The three of Zhang Guoqing finally arrived at the compound after untold hardships. After registering, they came to Zhou's house.

As soon as he entered the living room, he saw a little Douding squatting with a serious face, and on the other side sat Zhou Xiaozheng, his wife and Zhou Jiao watching.

Zhang Yuntao stepped in first, and immediately shouted: Uncle Zhou, Aunt Zhou, we are here to see you. What's wrong with Xiaopingan? Are you being punished for being naughty?

Ping An looked at the three of them with surprised eyes, and at this moment, his face flushed and he stared at him fiercely. If it wasn't for the time, he would definitely beat this silly uncle, what a look!

Zhou Xiaozheng nodded to them, The child is squatting. I prepared your breakfast this morning, go eat a bite to warm up.

Zhang Guoqing glanced at the wall clock, Dad, it's time for you to go to work, leave it to me safely, how much time do you have?

It's okay, there's less than a quarter of an hour. Be safe, grandpa will go to work first, and remember to do the activity after tying it up. Zhou Xiaozheng thought that he was here, and these children couldn't let go. Hearing what his son-in-law said, he also stood up.

Don't be restrained when you come home, let Xiaowu take you wherever you want to play.

Got it, Uncle Zhou.

Upon seeing the situation at the door, Secretary Chen immediately picked up his briefcase and followed him away.

When they were far away, Zhou Jiao walked up to them, looked at Zhang Yuntao meaningfully, and said with a smile, I'll call Yuanyuan, it just happens to be used together.

Jiaojiao, you said Yuanyuan... Before Zhang Yuntao finished speaking, he was pinched by the two buddies around him and swallowed the question in his mouth.

Zhang Guoqing smiled at Lin Lishan who was helping to serve breakfast: Mom, have you eaten yet?

Your dad and I ate first. Jiaojiao said you should come and use it together. That girl Yuanyuan must not be awake yet, so you sit down and eat first.

Li Qinglin stepped on Zhang Yuntao's feet and crushed him vigorously. Seeing that he was not foolish, he warned in a low voice: Hold on tight.

Zhang Yuntao nodded quickly, stretched his neck to look out, and said, Why don't we wait for them and just eat with Xiaopingan.

Lin Lishan smiled and said: Okay, you can figure it out yourself. Xiaowu, mom is going to work too. Please watch for some time and remember not to let him squat for too long. You think the child is so young, what kind of horse gait. Safe ah , look, grandpa is gone, or we'll end it, okay?

Seeing what she said, the child was still motionless, so she shook her head helplessly. How stubborn!

Seeing that it was late, Lin Lishan went back to her room to get her bag, and used it to check for safety, Are you in good health? Go to the regiment with grandma, okay?

Ping An held back his strength, and was very tempted by her temptation. He was so tired, but he promised his grandpa. Um, can't hear, can't hear...