There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

While talking, the car drove to the front of the Hutong courtyard, and Zhang Guoqing stopped talking.Had it not been for something major to happen soon, he had planned to go back to his hometown this year to see his parents.

The farther away, the longer the time, the more I miss my parents, and I don't know if his mother is really as his father said, everything is safe.

It's been a long time since I went back, his mother's small warehouse should be empty again.It is estimated that I can't bear to eat any meat tickets, and they are all subsidized to the juniors. I don't know if they are very thin?

There is a kind of regret called "The son wants to support but the relatives don't wait." How helpless and sad this feeling is, he never wants to try again.

When we were young, we mischievously pestered our parents for not allowing them to work on the ground all day, begging them to stay and play with us for a while.

When I grow up, my parents become children. Every time I send a letter, I repeat one sentence after another of caring, always asking vaguely at the end of the letter: When can you have a long vacation?

It is true that social pressure is really great. Busy work and communication consume most of the effort. In addition to realizing dreams and living a better life for the family, working hard is also to reassure parents. But you really have to send some money and send a few letters. Letter, are these so-called filial piety?

Zhang Guoqing sighed secretly.He can't forget the eyes that shine every time he sees him, and he can't forget the eyes with tears when he leaves.

How much his old lady should think of him, how guilty he is.By the end of the year, it’s time to take a long vacation to see her own mother, even if leaving again makes her cry, it’s time to go back...

It was summer, and although there were no branches of fruit trees protruding from the walls of the yards in the alley, there was a lot of people coming and going.

Since some of the old people regained control of some power years ago, they struggled in this way, but they could not affect the lives of the people, but life was a lot easier.

The old man Tan in the yard next door was holding a fan and heard the sound of the car outside the door. He shook and shook as he walked out quickly. When he saw that it was really Zhang Guoqing's family, he burst out loudly.

Zhang Guoqing opened the car door, heard laughter, turned his head to look at the old man, "Are you home now?"

Elder Tan nodded with a smile, and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

No matter who you meet in the old hutong, or if it’s time for dinner, you seem to like to ask this sentence. Zhang Guoqing has become accustomed to it, and asks the question, are you always eating?

They greeted each other, and they were still chatting there. After a safe call from the other side, after Zhou Jiao opened the door, they moved in with sacks.

Although there were no three old couples, Doctor Hu and Aunt Dumb, living in the yard during this period, it was clean because Zhang Guoqing and his wife came here every weekend.

The small stump left by the eradicated pomegranate tree has begun to grow new branches and leaves, and it may not take a few years before it will bloom again and restore new life.

It's a pity for the jujube trees at the root of the yard wall. At the beginning, they paid attention to the roots and left the stumps. But for some reason, they gradually withered and didn't move.

Ping An put all the medicinal materials into the pharmacy one by one, and when the two of them hurriedly packed up and left the yard, Old Man Tan and Zhang Guoqing were still chatting outside.

Of course, Old Man Tan has been pulling Zhang Guoqing to show off.

At this time, the old man was talking about happiness, "...for six years, six full years, the child finally came back, you haven't seen how thin you are. But people are capable, and it took less than an hour to get up early in the morning. Cleaned up by this silly boy..."

Hearing what he said, Zhou Jiao somewhat understood that it was the grandson of the old man who went to the countryside to jump back to the city.Being able to come back at this time is probably due to a lot of ties.

But it’s good to be able to come back. This is already a very lucky good thing. After all, I heard that Mrs. Tan was worried that her grandson would not come back for a lifetime when she started a family abroad.

Sure enough, it comes to this topic.

"...If you don't come back, it won't work. If you delay, the child will really have to marry a daughter-in-law and settle down in the countryside. He dare not start a family with the dozen or so children who came down with him. I'm in the house. How can I come back after I settled down?"

Hearing what the old man said, Zhang Guoqing smiled in the audience: "That's how your grandson listens to your old words, how filial you are. If you don't agree, you will listen to you. If you get married in the countryside, work or something will not save effort. Few. This time the child will come back, but you have to treat it well."

"Haha... the old lady went to line up early in the morning, so she had to make up for the child before going to work, or else I was really afraid that his body would be too strong."

When Old Man Tan finished speaking, seeing Zhou Jiao taking his son out, realizing that there was not enough time, he immediately lowered his voice, and looked around with his old eyes, "Little Five, I heard that some old comrades want to be rehabilitated* and come back. Is it true?"

After hearing this, Zhang Guoqing also cooperated with the old man, bending down and asking in a whisper: "Where did you hear the news? Is this worried old man?"

"Well, let’s tell you, this hutong is not far in the past. One of them is still my old colleague. He is very enthusiastic, but the old man can’t keep his mouth shut. If you say something wrong, the whole family will be sent down. The countryside is still near the production team that my grandson brought before."

Zhang Guoqing pondered the wording, but didn't intend to hide it from him, and whispered vaguely: "There is such a thing, but there is still time, so I can't rush."

Elder Tan has been pestering him all the time, just wanting to know this news. He immediately understood the meaning of his words. He touched the corner of his eyes with excitement. He nodded with joy like a child, "This is good, this is good, how long will it take? Don’t be afraid, as long as there is hope, as long as there is hope."

"Father, you can be stretched, be patient and wait, the days will only get better and better, there is no reason why you always say that, right?"

"Good boy! Thanks."

Zhang Guoqing waved his hand disapprovingly, "Is there anything else? I have to go home if it's okay."

"No, let's go back soon. The family should be anxious, and bring a pair of kids to my house when they are free, and tell them, some kids in my house are waiting for them to go fishing together."

Zhang Guoqing happily left him, and the family of three got back into the car.

"Dad, has my grandfather been busy with these things with you lately?" Of course there is no problem listening to Old Man Tan's words with peaceful ears.

Naturally, Zhang Guoqing would not conceal his son, and softly replied, "Well, the information that should be compiled is prepared first. It is a handy if you can help. The most important thing is that you have to wait for time, it's fast."

"Say a word if you need my help."

When Zhang Guoqing heard this from his wife, he smiled and asked, "Do you understand the meaning?"

"Dad, you don't know how smart my mother is, she can understand it after a little bit of thinking, and can't help her."

"Smelly boy! If you want to slap your mother, don't step on your old man."

"Haha, I'm seeking truth from facts. But, Dad, you are not bad, otherwise you can give birth to such an excellent son? You say so?"

"It makes sense! You follow me in many places..."

In the back seat last week, Jiao laughed happily as he listened to the conversation between the father and son who touted each other.The original love is passed down from generation to generation.There is room for rebirth in the fifties