There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

In Zhangjia in the northeast, Father Zhang also received the late reply. After opening it, he took out a few pieces of letter paper, "My child, where are the reading glasses Jiaojiao bought for me."

Mother Zhang opened the drawer under the kangqin and complained: "It's not far by your side, what are you anxious? What did Xiao Wu say? There is nothing wrong with him, right?"

"No, didn't Aguang brothers say they might be on a business trip." Father Zhang took the glasses from his wife, "This letter is here too, don't worry."

"Why don't I rest assured, my old son can do it."

His wife’s heart was at odds, and Father Zhang knew it well. He chuckled and said: "You are right, I will read to you what the old son said."

As the setting sun reflected the red windows, Mother Zhang on the kang stared at her with a pair of eyes, staring at his wife closely, wishing to snatch it and take a look.

"...Father, the autumn harvest is coming soon, do you want to go back to the village again? You can stay a little longer, I still want you and my mother to live a long life...

"... Recently, I dreamed that you and my mother would have pickled vegetables while eating Wowotou, and there were several patches on the clothes. My mother is still reluctant to eat or use it? You help me persuade her more. The weather is going to get cold for some time, so you must keep warm..."

"...Let's not grab the firewood from the mountain with the villagers. Don't give away the briquettes tickets this time. Let my brother buy them for you earlier and store them at home..."

"... Tell my mother that Jiaojiao has already started buying woolen yarn. Before the winter, I can make sweaters for you and my mother so that my mother can do less housework..."

"...The children are very sensible... We don't have a long vacation, and we can't go back to our hometown to accompany you. When will you and my mother come to the capital? You must tell your old son if you are missing something..."

As Father Zhang's voice continued to rise and fall, Mother Zhang grinned as she wiped her tears.

"My child, why don't you go there these few days?" Father Zhang stopped in the middle of reading, and sighed secretly. The most caring son was still too far away.

Mother Zhang struck her face vigorously, shook her head, hoarse, "What else, let's see what else our Xiaowu said?"

Father Zhang shook his head helplessly, "If you keep wiping your tears, I can tell Xiao Wu. If you want your son, go and chant, there is a Xiaomi sports car, and you don't have to worry about accidents when you go with her."

"You don't understand! Xizi is about to have a happy event, just like the old man, how can I relax? And grandson, I have to keep an eye on it."

Father Zhang secretly discussed: You are really busy!

"It's fine now, ancestor bless you. Hurry up and see if we Xiaowu said, why did he write so late? Did something happen?"

Daddy Zhang was pushed by her and joked: "Would you like to see for yourself?"

"Aren't you just bullying my illiteracy?"

"You can't be illiterate now. You can even write Xiaowu's name. Who would dare to look down on you and see if I don't beat him to death. My child, would you also write a few words for your son?"

"father?"

Zhang Lao Er's footsteps and shouts came from outside.

Father Zhang on the Kang climbed to the window in surprise, craned his neck and looked out, "How old is it? It's also frizzy, where is your father."

Zhang Lao Er ran in and couldn't take a look at Mother Zhang, and whispered a little while lying in his father's ear.

Daddy Zhang was so shocked that his eyes widened in disbelief.

Zhang's mother vaguely heard what was running away, the plane, and the family were dead. Goodbye, his wife was stupidly motionless, and hurriedly reached out and pushed him.

"Oh, my mother. Second child, did you misheard it? How could it be possible? Impossible. Today, some people say that people are good warriors of words."

Zhang Lao Er was also frightened. When he heard the news, he ran to his father, "Uncle Zuo said that he did not believe the news last night as much as you. But this is true."

"Father, Xiao Wu has not replied some time ago, do you think it has something to do with this? Hearing from Uncle Zuo said that it will be upside down again this time, many people will be involved."

Daddy Zhang is still in a daze.

Mother Zhang grabbed the letter and shook it towards her son, "Bah, what are you talking about. Your brother is fine, he just came to the letter."

Zhang Lao Er immediately slapped his mouth, "Mother, you have misunderstood. Uncle Zuo had already told me that this matter has nothing to do with Uncle Zhou, and maybe we still have a chance to rise up. He is not clear. I'm not sure, I don't want to ask any more, do you mean that this fool is also involved in it?"

Father Zhang slapped him on the head, "What nonsense! What about the brain? Didn't he say that it will involve a lot of people? I don't understand this."

Zhang Lao Er rubbed his head, "Father, what does that mean?"

Father Zhang gave him a scornful look, "With so many people coming down, your brother will have a chance to go up, you great hammer! If our little five gets in, he, Zuo Lin, dare to tell you the truth?"

Zhang Lao Er breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and patted his chest, "That's fine. I can't wait for Xiao Wu's letter, I can't react to such a big event at once."

Mother Zhang looked at his wife suspiciously, then at her son, and asked in surprise: "Who is so capable that a lot of people will be burdened if something happens?"

Father Zhang waved his hand to prevent his son from speaking, "You will know in a few days, let's not talk too much about these big people, let's just do what it says above."

Hearing what he said, Zhang Lao Er's eyes suddenly stopped staring at his mother. He lowered his head and picked up the letter paper. He rolled his eyes secretly, and he said how his mother seemed to cry.

Father Zhang stretched out his leg and kicked him, "What else? No need to go to work."

"I said hello to my colleague. Dad, it won't take a few days. Will you go to the capital with my mother?"

Father Zhang shook his head, "I don't know what is going on outside, what are you going to do? Your mother is still worried about her grandson and grandson's marriage, she is busy."

Mother Zhang gave her wife a white look, and shook her head at her son, "Xiao Wu hasn't been back to her hometown for a long time. I should be back for a wedding drink during a holiday at the end of the year. I won't go."

Zhang Lao Er frowned upon hearing this.come back?He didn't want his stupid brother to return to his hometown at this time, especially not to attend the wedding.

But how do you tell your parents?

Oh, there are too many people who want to pick up their own small five, when your grandson's wedding will be crowded?Or does it mean that many people now look for Xiao Wu whenever they get into trouble?

If it hadn't been for him to keep stopping, I guess there would be a lot of things in my hometown.come back?No travel expenses, no money!

He suspected that as soon as these words were spoken, he might be drawn.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Lao Er paused, "Big Brother discussed with me two days ago that he wants our Xizi's wedding to be simpler, and it's better not to even do the banquet."

Mother Zhang shook her head immediately, "No, this can't be..."

Dad Zhang patted her, "Listen to the child and finish talking." He looked at his son, "Your brother didn't mention anything in front of me. You can tell me what he thinks." Rebirth fifty Time has space