There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Compared to Zhou Jiao, Zhang Guoqing was familiar with all the way, like stepping into his own backyard.Except for the old friends he usually associates with, many older people are already familiar with him when he communicates with Zhou Xiaozheng.

It took Zhou Jiao almost two hours to report, and it took half an hour to get to Zhang Guoqing's side, and half an hour to chat.

Because of this, Zhang Guoqing, who finished his registration and went home after digging the mud, became more anxious as he watched the time.When it was almost eleven o'clock, he almost went to the planning committee to VIP.

Zhou Jiao finally stepped into the yard belatedly.

"Daughter-in-law, it's twelve o'clock. Why is it so long after such a few steps? Someone embarrass you? Or just change the place? I think it's good for you to go to work with Sister-in-law..."

Zhou Jiao gave him a funny look and handed him the work card in his pocket.

Zhang Guoqing glanced at the work permit and looked at her face seriously.His daughter-in-law is introverted, not good at sociability, and extremely delicate and sensitive in her mind. Doesn't anyone say anything?

Zhou Xiaozheng in the living room waiting for his daughter to come back for dinner when he heard the movement, he saw a fool who kept asking questions around his daughter.

If his wife hadn't called them to come in for dinner, he would still like to see the excitement.Caring is chaotic. Zhang Guoqing, who is the weak underbelly of his wife and children, should he break it or let it go?

Zhou Xiaozheng increasingly finds that being a father-in-law is really difficult, especially it is even more difficult to cultivate a father-in-law who can succeed his son-in-law!If it were a son, he would have killed this stupid boy long ago.

At the dinner table, Zhou Jiao talked about what happened in the morning while eating.When she talked about the relationship between the three colleagues, Lin Lishan laughed.

Zhou Xiaozheng always pays attention to the point, "have you not met those few?"

"There are a lot of people going in and out, I deliberately avoided it." Zhou Jiao wrinkled her nose, "If any of them call me Zhou girl again, I have to run over to say hello again. It's not good to just go in too high profile."

Zhou Xiaozheng gave her a clear glance.This is in line with his Jiaojiao character!Hide it, who should know does not know your foundation.

Zhou Jiao spit out her little tongue at him, and smiled: "Dad, I think this job is quite easy. Why do you say they still set a time? I told them that I have three sons to arrange, and they actually agreed again. Do you think I am very popular? They are afraid that I will not go?"

Hearing his daughter joking, Zhou Xiaozheng replied solemnly: "Of course! If you don't go, they will lose a talent. At the meeting this morning, Uncle Shi told me that you were almost taken away by the secretariat, or he was under pressure to fulfill you. . You have to go there tomorrow, don’t forget."

Are you going there?Zhou Jiao blinked her eyes, looked at him incredulously, then looked at Zhang Guoqing and Lin Lishan, took a sip of soup, and cleared her throat: "Dad, isn't it a joke?"

Zhou Xiaozheng finally laughed, "Silly girl, don't worry, dad can still make you suffer?"

Zhou Jiao thinks about it too.That little book is still in my hands.Can she receive two wages?Thinking of this, she winked at Zhang Guoqing.

Zhang Guoqing shook his head smirkly, and looked at the old man in unease.Don't have another temporary mission, either going abroad secretly or participating in some major event.

Zhou Xiaozheng raised his mouth and shook his head slightly at him.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Guoqing felt relieved, looked at his happy wife, and joked: "Level 22 or level 23?"

Oh, she remembers her man told me last night.Even if she gets confused again, Zhou Jiao has really observed it carefully.She excitedly compared her finger, "Level 22, it doesn't take a year, and it has been directly corrected."

"Awesome! Come on, make this cup of soup!" Zhang Guoqing raised his thumb with his left hand and held the soup bowl with his right.

This action caused the family to burst into laughter, and they raised their soup bowls to toast.

Cheng's family, since Cheng Sijin, the eldest son of Cheng, and his wife went to the southwest, their grandchildren lived in school and went to their parents during the vacation. Undoubtedly, Cheng Sijin and his wife were left behind, and the home became more and more deserted.

Just after lunch, Mrs. Cheng didn't care about the lunch break and said hello to her wife. She went to Zhou's house first to hear how things are going on with the children today.

Here she just entered Zhou’s yard,

She hurriedly stepped into the inside, smiled and said, "Is things going well?"

Ping An quickly put down the dishes and chopsticks, ran forward, "Too grandma, everything is done. Did you drink lotus root ribs soup today? Is it good? I told Grandma Chen you must like it, right?"

"It's delicious. Grandma too ate two full bowls of rice. I gave it to Grandma, are you enough to drink?" said the old lady Cheng, waving to the family who stood up to let them eat first.

"Grandma Chen simmered a big pot, it's enough. Grandma, if you finish drinking, tell me, if you like me, let Grandma Chen cook the soup."

"Okay! Or we are obedient and filial."

The smile on the praised Ping An's face grew brighter, and she sat down on the sofa with her and chatted about the daily routine, "Too grandma, I heard my buddy say that his hometown has a good harvest this year in the countryside. Then everyone will not be short of food and will not be hungry Yes, right?"

The old lady really didn't know, "Really? That's great. I'll ask someone to inquire later. I'll tell you if I believe it, okay?"

Aunt Chen, who brought out the tea, heard softly: “Ask me yesterday, and I also inquired about some news. I heard that this year is better than last year. The cornmeal at the farmers’ market is now only a dime without food stamps.”

Zhou Jiao looked at Zhang Guoqing in surprise.If she remembered correctly, Captain Qian said that there was pork, and everyone was hungry and afraid to sell the rations.

Did she understand it wrong?

Zhang Guoqing looked at them and said softly: "The private land has been harvested for two consecutive years, and most people are reluctant to sell it. This year is a good harvest year, and the backlog is large. Whenever someone sells it, the psychology will come. It’s very possible."

Zhou Jiao sighed secretly, and in summary, it was still the low price that hurt the farmer.Think about the farmer’s market that will be closed again within two years and the private plots that have been recovered...

Aunt Chen saw that they had finished their meal and left, she hurriedly stepped forward to pull Zhou Jiao away, "Just clean up a few bowls for me, and go play with the children in mud."

Zhou Jiao laughed dumbly.

Zhang Guoqing pulled her away amusedly, and asked in a low voice, "Do you think about the price of soybeans?"

Thinking of the bag of soybeans that she had just brought back, Zhou Jiao really didn't know the current market. She decided to wait for someone to borrow it if they mentioned it.

"I will go to the farmer's market tomorrow morning! God must help our son. Buy, even a soy bean!"

“It’s useless to go to the outskirts of Beijing. There are a lot of people in the city. Now the farther you are from the big cities, the more surplus you have. Especially the two seasons of rice in the south are just in time for harvest.”

Zhou Jiao didn't understand what he meant. There was no shortage of space, didn't she just want to go out and play?She also wants to leave, but the two younger sons have reached a critical period and it is time to teach them something.

"Why don't we take the children closer to some places and let them get close to nature?"

"It fits my heart." Zhang Guoqing winked at her happily.