There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

"One nine twenty-nine will not shoot, three nine forty-nine will walk on the ice."

While the old man huddled in the cat winter at home or leaned against the wall stack to bask in the sun, the children of all sizes nearby were playing crazy.Within two days of coming here, Ping An has made many friends.

Regardless of how cold it is, it can't stop the children from running wild in the alley.When it snows, it’s even more serious, from snowball fights at the entrance of the hutong to skiing after the snow is covered with porcelain.Before dinner, Zhou Jiao couldn't see her children.

With the help of these children, their family quickly integrated into the Hutong family.Following the innocent Zhang Guoqing's hands-on fiddle with various skating gadgets, within a week, the neighbors nearby met the yelling of five and five.Even Zhou Jiao, who has been resting with her body, often receives a small appetizer of soaked jujube, a sauerkraut and so on.

Before dawn, Zhang Guoqing began to work out around the moat again, greeted and chatted with the familiar old men, and ran back slowly.

Passing by the restaurant, I queued up to buy a few fried dough sticks and was about to walk away. Unexpectedly, a man wrapped up like a bear and showing two pairs of eyes stopped in front of him, staring at the dough sticks in his hand.

Zhang Guoqing is not reluctant, he believes that if he gives it away, he will definitely attract criticism.These days, every meal is a life-saving product, let alone fried dough sticks.

He took the initiative to avoid and walked to the side. After a few steps, he felt a little intolerable.I just saw that the figure should be an old man. Whoever lives for a long time before being poor will find alms.

If his family lacks food, he can't be kind for his wife and son.After sighing, Zhang Guoqing turned his head towards the man, and saw him follow behind him.

Zhang Guoqing looked at him in surprise, saying that there were many young and old men and women in line, so why did he just pick him?Could it be that the word "good guy" is engraved on his face?

The "round ball" saw him stop and rolled forward a few steps quickly.Seeing Zhang Guoqing's eyes twitching, I was really worried that the other party would fall.

"What do you look at, it's Lao Tzu, you're blind?"

Zhang Guoqing immediately widened his eyes, the voice was too familiar.Even if it was almost a few months in the past, it might have made him willing to be taken advantage of.

"Old man, you..."

Pulling down the collar with one hand, the old face that was exposed was not the same old man who touched porcelain last time.Seeing Zhang Guoqing recognized, the old man immediately changed his attitude and snorted proudly.

On a deadly cold day, Zhang Guoqing was able to see the old man wearing a cotton-padded jacket that was not thick, and Zhang Guoqing could have general knowledge with him: "May I ask you to have breakfast?"

"It's pretty much the same. If your kid doesn't respect the old and love the young, you regret it. Quickly lead the way and talk to your house."

Zhang Guoqing smiled when he saw him talking to himself.The old man didn't know who he was, and he seemed to know his own family well.

The north screamed, blowing on his face like a needle. Zhang Guoqing didn't feel young and strong, but the old man with no malice could not wear much.

He didn't say anything along the way, and tried to avoid freezing places on the ground, and took him home early.

His subconscious movement made the old man behind his eyes smile, staring at his back from time to time, nodding and shaking his head again.

Zhang Guoqing opened the courtyard door and walked around the shadow wall. He saw his son braving the cold wind in front of the main house.He didn't bother the child either, knocked on the window outside the West House: "Daughter-in-law, there are guests at home."

In the blink of an eye, the old man looked back and forth around Ping An, and saw that, apart from just taking a look at himself at the beginning, he ignored him all the way.

The old man became displeased and began to think: "What a idiot, the big idiot gave birth to a little idiot. Don't lie down on the bed in a cold day and just toss around."

Ping An smiled at him and immediately closed his eyes.

"Oh, you're not stupid, come here and talk to my old man about how old are you? How many years have you practiced? Is there any secret to your breathing?"

After Zhang Guoqing received Zhou Jiao's response, he heard these words next to them, and he couldn't laugh or cry.This one really has two things,

How weird an expert!I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse to be targeted by the other party?

"Old man, let's go to the study to sit down and have a cup of hot water to warm up. We can have breakfast in a while."

The old man waved his hand: "Don't disturb Lao Tzu, I'm having a good time chatting with this little guy."

Zhang Guoqing rolled his eyes silently.You are so boring, talking nonsense with your eyes open.If it wasn't for the innocence of the other party, he would suspect that this was coming to grab his son.

"...The third breath is too hard to inhale the lungs. You need to change the frequency in different seasons throughout the year.... Teach your bastard to understand the distinction between old and young... Yes, smart, hold down Dantian Qi, slowly Spit out, pinch and count to ten... cycle back and forth, wait for a deep breath at the beginning..."

Zhang Guoqing unconsciously followed him to the side.

The old man glanced at him: "Big fool, how old are you?"

Zhang Guoqing laughed blankly after being scolded.

"I'm good, right? Don't think I don't understand martial arts, but these are just a fart. You didn't lose a bowl of noodles, right?"

"That is, you always look like an expert."

"Stop flattering. I'm not sure where the old man is going to eat and drink."

"How is it possible? Don't wrong me when you are old."

"That's OK, I won't go anymore."

"what?"

"Ah what. Just say that your kid is not sincere. Poor Lao Tzu, without a drop of blood, let Lao Tzu die early and reborn..."

Ping An was surprised to watch the old man suddenly change his face.Who is this person?what happened?

"Old man, I am for you!"

Hearing this, the old man turned around immediately and saw a little girl standing behind him with a smile, his eyes lit up.Finally wait for the Lord!

"Really?"

Zhou Jiao looked at him with a smile: "Don't you know it in your heart?"

"Do you know who I am?"

Zhou Jiao shook her head: "I haven't met each other. But you always have the fragrance of medicine, and you can point out the shortcomings of the children's heart method at once. You are not a medical family but a famous doctor."

The old man walked around Zhou Jiao when he heard the words: "Is it as unforgettable as it was spread outside?"

Zhou Jiao's eyes flashed: "It's exaggerated, it's barely a bit stronger than ordinary people's memory."

As soon as her words fell, her right hand was immediately grasped by the other party, and she was about to resist subconsciously. When she suddenly saw the other party observing her fingers, she frowned to resist the discomfort.

"It's a pity that Huang's acupuncture and moxibustion was also a must, and there is no successor." The old man shook his head repeatedly and exclaimed.

Zhou Jiao retracted her hands, spread her hands, glanced, and glanced at the old man: "Listen to the accent, you are from Bashu, who are you?"

Zhang Guoqing pulled her aside, stretched out his palm to the old man to beckon him to move, and smiled: "It's cold outside, let's go into the living room and talk again."

Zhou Jiao glanced at the two who had left, and touched her son's head: "The time is up, let's stop here today." Normally, the child also punches, which is scrupulous. She doesn't want her son to expose too much.