There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

The night sky is full of stars, without the heat of the day, and the breeze blows with a hint of coolness. Except for the sound of frogs, there was silence all around.

Zhang Guofu came out of the main room, stood in the courtyard, and looked up at the sky.

Huang Cuilan waited eagerly for the familiar footsteps to approach, and after a while, she realized that the person hadn't entered the house yet. She hesitated for a moment, and took the cattail fan out of the room.

As soon as she came out of the room, she saw her man looking up at the sky. She looked at the sky in bewilderment, then approached Zhang Guofu, stood beside him, and drove away mosquitoes with a fan.

Tomorrow will be a sunny day.

Zhang Guofu nodded: Yes, it's a good weather.

The wheat in the team is also returned to the warehouse. I see that several teams around are also busy harvesting. This year, your unit doesn't have to worry about food shortages.

Zhang Guofu felt warm in his heart when he heard her care about his work inside and out, and then saw her frowning slightly as she repelled mosquitoes for him.

Through the moonlight, Huang Cuilan's face reminded him of the time when she first got married. The familiar yard, the familiar atmosphere, what his father said tonight made him think about it.

What's wrong?

Zhang Guofu watched his wife pushing his right hand and shook his head.

Following his gaze, Huang Cuilan quickly withdrew her hand and rubbed the trousers on the side of her legs, as if doing so would remove a little bit of embarrassment.

Seeing this, Zhang Guofu's eyes darkened, and he quickly reached out and grabbed her right hand.

Touching the palm of the palm with both hands, the thick callus was accumulated over time after marrying him, the scar on the back of the hand was the injury to the flesh-chopping bone when he was just married, and there were a few small scars, Even if he can't see it, he still remembers it clearly - it's all for this family and for him.

Father? You...you...

Hearing her voice of surprise and panic, Zhang Guofu looked up at her face and smiled comfortingly, Is this hair just cut? It looks pretty. It's getting late, let's go to bed early.

After Huang Cuilan heard the words, her eyes sparkled in the dark night, and she nodded repeatedly, Hey. Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something before going to bed? How do I think you've lost weight again?...

Zhang Guofu saw her slipping out a series of words excitedly, he laughed lowly, didn't answer her, and hugged her back to the room. How long has it been since I ate this, how can I be hungry? He didn't refute this.

As his father said, teach his wife behind his back. As long as the person in front of him still loves him and this family, he doesn't believe that his hard work will not be able to change his wife's mind.

In the bedroom of the East Wing, after a passion, Zhang Guofu touched the top of his wife's head in his arms. He couldn't remember how long he hadn't hugged his wife like this.

Father, I still keep the money you gave me last time. The family expenses are not big, and I have saved up all the children's tuition this year. Don't be reluctant to spend money in the provincial capital in the future.

Zhang Guofu patted her lightly, Yes.

Huang Cuilan knew that her man was a boring gourd, so she smiled disapprovingly.

But the boring gourd understood her meaning very well at this moment. His daughter-in-law was telling her that she didn't subsidize her natal family. He has no objection to subsidizing the father-in-law, just don't make it so that your family doesn't have a family.

But Zhang Guofu didn't plan to explain these words to his wife. He knows his daughter-in-law's mind too well. If he said that at this moment, this silly woman would immediately relapse like a dye house.

Xiao Wu had a lot of game when he came back this time. As the person next to him, how could he not understand the way his wife stared at the skewer of meat that his mother hung in the warehouse?

If this was his own, he would definitely agree to send a few knives of meat to the old man. As for whether the old father-in-law will give it to his brother-in-law, that's none of his business, but it's his younger brother's filial piety to his parents. Absolutely not!

Especially this brother-in-law, even in the supply and marketing cooperative in the village, he is very restless. He didn't intend to tell his parents and brothers about these things, as long as he was here, no one would want to use his Xiao Wu as a cover.

Thinking of this, Zhang Guofu secretly sighed. He always seemed to take his anger out on his daughter-in-law. Knowing it was wrong, but still couldn't help being angry.

Will you come back this Mid-Autumn Festival? My father wants our family to have dinner at his place.

OK.

Huang Cuilan looked up at him happily, Then I'm going to write back to my father. My elder brother and second brother came back that day. It's really great. What do you think we should bring?

Zhang Guofu patted his wife's hand for a moment, then continued to pat her lightly, and said with a smile, What do you think is suitable?

Huang Cuilan looked at his expression carefully, and asked softly: I see how much tiger wine Daddy has today, can you pour some for my dad? It's not much, just half a catty will do.

Zhang Guofu looked at her in silence for a while, but finally shook his head. His father, he didn't intend to have it. That's my younger brother's filial piety, how unfilial he is, taking food from his father.

Huang Cuilan sighed in disappointment.

Zhang Guofu was very angry when he saw this, your father is a father, so my father is not a father? He said faintly: My father's is only two catties at most, I can't say it.

When Huang Cuilan saw that his expression was not right, she was moved in her heart, and she quickly smiled and said, Forget it. Then what should we bring together? This time, Xiao Wu and the others brought a lot of pastries to our family when they came back, but it's a pity that my daughter put them away, otherwise it would be too much. Decent enough.

Zhang Guofu couldn't bear to blame his daughter. That was his intimate little padded jacket. When he remembered what his wheat seedlings had said in his ear when he came back, he smiled and said: Give those to the children. There is still some time before the Mid-Autumn Festival, so there is no hurry to come to the house. Go to the supply and marketing agency to buy some pastries and make a four Just a gift.

Huang Cuilan wanted to say that in the past few years, her parents have been wearing two cloths plus two bottles of wine and pastries, but she also knows that she can't say it out loud. Now the whole family depends on the child's father alone for salary, and she can't afford it.

Of course Zhang Guofu also thought of this, and he tried to persuade: There are older sisters, younger sisters, and second siblings who make New Year's rituals at home, so you can be similar to them.

Huang Cuilan lowered her eyes and nodded, but she didn't think so in her heart. But there are some things that she doesn't plan to say to her man again. There are also several types of pastries. What good things can you buy at the supply and marketing cooperatives in the county. It was expensive and costly, and when the father left, she still had to talk to her daughter.

Seeing this, Zhang Guofu's eyes flashed. Thinking of the three little girls in the family today, only the daughter of my own family is wearing white clothes, and thinking of the new clothes of the children who saw my brother-in-law's family last month.

He was silent for a while, and said softly: When the Mid-Autumn Festival comes, I will bring gifts back from the provincial capital.

good.

Zhang Guofu pressed his temple, looked at his wife in his arms, and sighed secretly. How should he teach his wife behind his back? If it is serious, I am afraid that she will be wronged, but if it is light, she will be perfunctory.

The children are all grown up now. Our parents can no longer meet the material needs of the children. Now you don't use things from their uncles and aunts. I feel uncomfortable seeing it. You want to honor your father-in-law. I agree. , you can’t force the children, especially the fabrics of the wheat seedlings are all worn on her cousin, do you think you should be filial to your niece?”