There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

After lunch, after a short rest, a gust of cool wind hit Xiao Pingan, who couldn't stand the sleepiness and fell asleep soundly in Zhang Guoqing's arms.

Zhang Guoqing looked at the son in his arms, and touched his head in relief, Our son is very smart.

Hearing this, Zhou Jiao showed a bright smile and said, Don't keep praising the child, it's easy to make him proud. It's not necessarily good when you're young. You have to spend more energy on it.

Zhang Guoqing shook his head helplessly. Will his son be worse? I really have no confidence!

Tent out for him to sleep in safely.

Zhou Jiao laughed, Are you sure? Then I'll hold the baby and you install it.

Zhang Guoqing looked at the big bag that had been dismantled and packed on the ground, and touched his nose. He forgot that the space his wife had squeezed was about to explode.

Carefully handing her the child, Zhang Guoqing squatted on the ground to open the bag, and set up a tent on the ground in the shade outside, his hands were busy and his mouth was not idle.

Let's set off early tonight to process some of the stuff inside. I'm thinking about getting the coal out first, regardless of the price, and just passing it on to the snakehead that night.

Zhou Jiao has no objection to this. She is not proficient in business, which is Zhang Guoqing's area of ​​expertise. She reminded: Be careful in what you do. Those who can hang out in the black market are geniuses, so don't lose Jingzhou carelessly.

I'll make arrangements. There's a shortage of big trucks right now. But I've figured it out, and I'll find Uncle Dashan in the evening. Get some flour by the way, or it will suddenly appear and the source can't be explained.

Zhou Jiao nodded in agreement and said, Okay. Remember to give Uncle Dashan some more. I have too many here, so I'm not afraid of running out of stock.

Did you throw the cart away?

Zhou Jiao laughed and gave him a sideways glance. That's a must, okay?

Zhang Guoqing just finished setting up the small tent, and when he turned around to see her, he held her head and kissed her hard twice on the mouth. Looking at her blushing face, he laughed happily.

No shame or impatience, my son is still here.

Zhang Guoqing took his son, carefully put him into the tent, and raised his eyebrows at her, What do you mean, my son can come here without seeing me?

Zhou Jiao didn't respond. The man opened a dyeing workshop after giving three points of color.

She quickly stood up and put the medicine powder packs around the tent, looked around, nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: Okay, I'll watch over my son here.

I'm going to stay up late again at night, so you also lie down and sleep for a while.

how about you?

I'm not sleepy right now. I'll go back to sleep when I get down the mountain. When I wake up, I'll start off. Be good, sleep peacefully. I'll be washing things in the pond in front of you and I can see you.

Zhou Jiao looked at the wooden house worriedly, Remember to add water to the pot, I'm afraid it will boil dry if I oversleep.

Don't worry, your husband is very good at negotiating matters. Zhang Guoqing patted his chest and said vowedly. It wasn't until she lay down, helped her to zip up the chain, and made sure that she said that there would be no stuffiness with the transom before she breathed a sigh of relief.

Standing up, he looked at the time on his watch. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and it was not too early to go down the mountain. Thinking of this, he hurriedly left a silly roe deer behind, and dragged the rest of the wild animals to the pond.

By the pond, Zhang Guoqing quickly cleaned up the wild animals, and looked up at the tent from time to time. In order to save time, he dug a hole and buried it deep in the water without any internal organs that needed to be cleaned.

That's not to mention, he also directly set up a wooden frame to hang the wild boar on it, and quickly gathered several large dirt balls to bury them in the fire.

Finally, the cleaned wild animals are thrown into the bamboo basket. It was exactly half an hour after he was done, and he was proud of himself. I am so amazing!

Thinking of the fish and snails his son mentioned, Zhang Guoqing, who felt that he was a model and good man, was really busy, rolling the little wild boars on the shelf, while running to spear some fish and touch some small snails.

Zhou Jiao smelled the smell of meat and fish in a daze, and woke up in a jerk, and found that the son next to her was also with her eyes closed, sniffing the scent.

Little slob, get up. We're going down the mountain.

Ping An jumped up, giggled and said, Mom, I just woke up. After speaking, he unzipped the zipper and got out quickly, I'm going to help Dad.

Be careful.

Seeing that he and Zhang Guoqing met successfully, Zhou Jiao shook her head with a smile, and began to dismantle the tent with her hands.

After cleaning up, I went back to the wooden house and found a roe deer on the ground, knowing that Zhang Guoqing had kept it for the village. She sleepily smiled, luckily she didn't decide to leave the big wild boar to the team, otherwise she would be annoyed to death later. Regardless of whether her mother-in-law is distressed or not, even if she leads a team up the mountain, she can't help but take a trip.

Pack the stewed beef and potatoes, and clean up all traces of use. Zhou Jiao came quickly to Zhang Guoqing's side, and saw the bamboo baskets on the ground and the grilled pork and fish on the rack, It will be ready so soon? My man is really amazing!

Of course, my father is the best!

Zhang Guoqing said with a smile: It's a great honor to be praised by you two.

Sure, you're welcome, Dad.

I'm not welcome, I'll accept everything. But my son is also very good!

Zhou Jiao watched the father and son laughing and chatting with each other. When they stopped talking, they pointed to the meat and bones in the two bamboo baskets, How to deal with this?

Give me a sack, and I'll pick some for my mother. Whether it's pickling or giving away is up to her.

Zhou Jiao handed him the bag, Add more decorations, this weekend happens to be my mother's birthday.

That's enough, let's wait until the weekend.

Zhou Jiao didn't say anything when she saw this. The sack plus the pig's head weighed about a hundred catties, which is indeed a lot.

Ping An on the side: Dad, the pig's head is so big, does grandma know that there is less meat?

Zhang Guoqing gave him a thumbs up, It's great to pay attention to the details! Grandma is fine, she won't ask, she will think that Dad gave away the rest.

After speaking, seeing the child thinking, he smiled and said, Do you want to eat the grilled fish? You can eat the beggar chicken in it.

Ping An glanced at the things on the shelf, shook his head and said, Forget it. The roast suckling pig is for my grandpa. Take the rest home to honor my grandparents.

There are so many, eat first if you want.

No, I can still eat when I go back. Dad, shall we go now?

Zhang Guoqing washed his hands, motioned Zhou Jiao to put away his things, picked up his son and picked up the sack with one hand, That's right. It's dangerous to go down the mountain too late.

After they left, Zhou Jiao quickly brushed them over with one hand, and suddenly four or five mud clumps on the ground, suckling pigs on the shelf, and bamboo baskets on the ground disappeared, and she poured a face full of water on the extinguished fire.

Seeing that there was no future trouble after finishing her work, she ran to meet Zhang Guoqing and his father in front of the wooden house. The husband and wife looked at each other, knowing that both parties had confirmed everything, so they smiled and left hand in hand.

Nestled in his father's arms, Ping An looked at Zhou Jiao who was sprinting ahead, and asked resentfully, Dad, why am I growing so slowly? When will I be able to run by myself?

Zhang Guoqing said with a smile: Don't worry, let's take it slowly. Growing up is not fun at all. Dad wants to be hugged by no one now, so pitiful!

Zhou Jiao and Pingan laughed happily when they heard this.

Dad, when I'm older, I'll hug you.

No, I will be laughed at. Think about it, if I hug your grandpa or your grandpa up the mountain, will it make them angry and ashamed?

After speaking, he himself laughed happily. This picture is so weird just thinking about it...

The laughter of a family of three in the woods made the passing animals flee here and there. This voice is too familiar, go back and tell your friends that the enemy is coming.