There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

After one glance and ten lines, it was as she expected.The old man made it clear that he was old and asked the younger generation to discuss with their parents, but in the final analysis, this is a grandson and grandson, and some concerns are not easy to mention to outsiders.No, just complain, and want to hear the opinion of the old son by the way.

As for Daddy Zhang, he was still the cunning of an old farmer, a little innocuous selfishness, and even more kind and sensible father.

The rural people work at sunrise, and at sunset, facing the loess and back to the sky, with their hard work, they still almost can't afford to eat, and when they can't cover themselves, his old son and his family jump out of the countryside and squeeze into the city.This is what many people have been longing for and dreaming about, which undoubtedly made him more sure of how much effort the old son has put in.

After all, thousands of years of Confucianism and simple folk customs determine what the so-called "right path" of the old Zhang family is going to take?The poor are soldiers, the rich are in business, and the weak go to school.

But if Zhang Guoqing hadn't worked hard for that family, whether he was in business or school, what else could he expect in this year?

Zhou Jiao knew that Daddy Zhang should also understand this, so he was even more unlikely to let the grandchildren of the old Zhang family hold back the old son.

Uh, deep down, I don't want to delay the old son's future.

Father Zhang's actions made Zhou Jiao think of Lao Dai involuntarily.The world always says that children and grandchildren have their own blessings, but no one really puts it down.

It's hard to be a man, and it's even harder to be an old man.

They also want to lighten some burdens for their children, but the ruthless years have changed everything. When people are old, they also understand that they have more than enough energy.

"Jiaojiao?" Zhang Guoqing stunned when she saw her holding the letter, and yelled softly.Does his daughter-in-law think that she is also the kind of smart person?

Zhou Jiao woke up and smiled at him, "If you want to help, you can do it. You don't have to think so much, you are happy." She said that she deliberately looked at her three sons.

Ping An immediately reacted and smiled: "Dad, we were joking just now."

"Yes, no matter what dad wants to do, we will support you."

"Well, Dad has the final say."

Zhang Guoqing heard the declaration of his sons, his mouth twitched.

As for?He is not a glass heart.Besides, the roads have been paved for those nephews, children and nephews. If you still can’t make any waves, it’s better to go back to your hometown earlier.

"Well, you should go to sleep."

Zhou Jiao took out the letter paper for the children from the letter, and quickly sent them away.She supports the so-called democracy, but she doesn't want to be a son who doesn't respect Laozi.

Compared with the trivial things in her hometown in the northeast, the issue of children's education is more worthy of her careful consideration.

"Daughter-in-law, come and read the letter."

Zhang Guoqing deliberately read Zhang Chunming's letter first.

Sure enough, the eldest brother-in-law used Zhang Meili's tone to tell the story about the big and small things in his hometown recently. How about his father-in-law, mother-in-law, brother-in-law and brother-in-law, and even the newly married eldest son Zhang Ziwen?

It was the second son who was not mentioned as a soldier and the remaining two children.

His elder sister was still the same, but Zhou Jiao hesitated after reading it.

"Stupid! Zi Wuzhen left the army and returned to the county seat without me. Uncle Da Shan will naturally help me. The eldest sister-in-law is a smart person. You have a good relationship with the eldest sister, and he doesn't understand."

Zhou Jiao thought about it.

Zhang Guoqing first picked out the letter papers between Xizi and Zhang Guofu. In his opinion, his eldest nephew would discuss the matter with him, but his eldest brother, like Zhang Meili, would never mention it.

Zhou Jiao waited for him to show a smile after reading it, but did not take a close look at the letter, glanced roughly, and lowered her eyes."Xizi has grown up, and she uses very clever words."

"The nephew is not a son, no matter how he kisses him, he will still consider himself to a certain extent."

"Human nature."

Zhang Guoqing laughed sarcastically, "This letter will be returned after a while. Recently, I have been too busy at home and outside, so that everyone can wake up."

Zhou Jiao had no objection to how Zhang Guoqing handled the old Zhang family.What's more, she just sent money to two elderly people two days ago, and she thought she had done enough.

That is to say, Mother Zhang saves money. Every time a large envelope is accumulated by the family's letter paper, it is not good to reply to anyone, and it is always a waste of time to reply.

It's really unnecessary to ask her to say, where is so much nonsense?The same question is whether you are having a good life, and whether the children should go back to their hometown?

Why are you going back?

Some people are suitable for getting along with each other to enhance their relationship, but her son, from childhood to adulthood, the first thing they learn is to analyze the other's purpose through words and deeds.

So why bother.

Just like the three Ping An brothers, just honor your grandma.They don't care about how many sheets of paper you have brought, half a signature on one sheet, and greet the elders to live together.

Look, save worry and trouble.

"Big brother is not bad, he deserves to be born to the same parents."

Zhou Jiao smiled inconclusively.Time will tell everything, who can predict in advance.She hoped that Zhang Guoqing would not be harmed, that was enough.

This silly man is too short of love.

"What are you thinking about?"

Zhou Jiao smiled and shook her head, "Auntie didn't call."

"Hey, don't you say that I haven't noticed it yet. I guess the Wen family is not in a hurry about this. Maybe the old man has other ideas. Come on, let's read the letter together."

...

At this moment, Cheng Ruzhu, the husband and wife, is reminding the youngest son, "It's almost done, return it to the scrap station? Let you treat it as a scrap and it is almost the same."

After speaking, she went to the door of the room and took a look. Turning around and not taking a few steps, she poked Wen Yu's head with her finger, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Where's the brain? How many people want to join the art troupe but can't find a way, you're fine I went to your sister's place to change jobs. I was so mad at you."

Wen Yu hesitantly took her arm, and begged for mercy with a hippie smile, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I just mentioned to my brother-in-law. Since my brother-in-law said no, didn't I just pull it back?"

Cheng Ruzhu couldn't laugh, and nodded with his finger, "You, I'm spoiled by adults like us. I'm your mother, can I still harm you? If you didn't have your sister and your brother-in-law, your three brothers would have jumped in line early. I'll be honest."

Wen Yu smiled happily, "Does my second aunt ask my sister for help? Mom, you can relax a little bit, don't let my sister help me for everything, it's annoying."

Cheng Ruzhu gave him a funny look, "Are you afraid that your grandma will hit you after hearing this?"

"Why are you hitting me? How can my elder sister help me out so far away? There are one and two. I have several aunts."

Cheng Ruzhu didn't know whether her son's so-called separation refers to the relationship between the two families or the local distance, but she agreed with this idea in her heart, but she was not interested in communicating with Boy Mao on these matters.There is room for rebirth in the fifties