There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

"Will it affect badly?"

Don't blame Zhang Father for saying so.

You must know that for so many years, he hadn't thought about calling his old son, but when he went to the post office to inquire, it was expensive!

He was so scared that he immediately turned around and left. Money is not such a waste.

He knew that the phone call from Brother Zhou's home didn't require any money, but it had to be a matter of the public family.If you make long-distance calls from thousands of miles away, it's all private...

Don't get pidou yet!

"Xiaowu knows everything in mind, don't worry about it. Come, you and your old sister-in-law have a cup of hot water first, and he will be out later, so he should be able to call soon."

Hearing this, Zhang Dad felt relieved, but he could care about drinking or not, rubbing his hands against the side of the phone, and staring closely at the phone.

He knew how to pick up this stuff in Beijing.Hey, I didn’t expect to hear the old son’s voice from this one day...

"Why haven't they heard?"

Mother Zhang glared at her wife and looked at Zhao Dashan cheerfully, "How did Xiao Wu want to call? In previous years, we spent the New Year at our hometown."

Zhao Dashan compared his head with a smile, and said with a smile: "That kid is flexible in his mind. I asked just now. He said that his father wrote a letter last year and said that it is inconvenient for the child to be too young to go back to the village for the New Year. With so many children, it is estimated that his father’s temperament is unlikely to return to the village for the New Year."

Dad Zhang nodded absently following his words, and stared at the phone without any relaxation.

Those who looked forward to the stars and the moon finally hoped that when the phone rang, Father Zhang immediately stretched out his hands and immediately looked at Zhao Dashan.

Zhao Dashan looked at him strangely, urging him, "Come on."

"Could it be your official phone number?"

Zhao Dashan smiled and shook his head decisively, beckoning him to pick it up.

Looking at Father Zhang's back, Zhao Dashan smiled sincerely.What he admired most about Daddy Zhang was this. No matter what time it came, he could grasp the two words very well.

Yes, it is possible to be able to give birth to Zhang Guoqing as a human being, as well as to give birth to the son of Zhang Lao Er, and still make the whole family go smoothly without a brush. How could it be possible?

Father Zhang took a deep breath, picked up the microphone with both hands and placed it beside his ear. Before he could speak, he heard Zhang Guoqing's voice...

"Hey, Uncle Da Shan? Is my parents here?"

Father Zhang nodded excitedly while exclaiming: "Little Wu, it's Dad, Dad is here, and your mother is here too. Mother, come and listen, it's our Little Wu."

"Father, mother, I want to kill you guys, how about you at home?"

"Well, there are a bunch of people at home now. What about you, where are you now?"

Don't raise the voice of this telephone too loudly, not to mention that Mother Zhang has heard it, even Zhao Dashan has heard it, so happy that he shook his head and smiled.

"I'm at home, everyone in the family is around, dad, do you and mom want to talk to my parents?"

"Second brother, when will you and second sister-in-law come over?"

Father Zhang laughed with joy, "It's Brother Zhou, why can't I hear this voice? Come on, when the weather gets warmer, Xiao Wu and I will go over."

"Okay, come here early, I have a good drink for you."

"Eldest sister, come here early too, I will go shopping with you." This is Miao Lishan's voice.

Mother Zhang directly shouted into the phone without answering the receiver: "Okay, sister, is there anything lacking at home, do you want to send you something?"

"No need, just come."

"Hey, as soon as I pass by, how is the house okay?"

"It's all very good, is it cold in the northeast?"

"It's okay, I'm used to it, what about you?"

Come on, Zhang Daddy doesn't plan to care about his wife anymore. This call is expensive, and it's really boring.

He hurriedly said into the microphone: "Xiao Wu, hang up when nothing is wrong, you don't have to worry about me and your mother over there, we will have a good time at home..."

Zhang Guoqing's voice immediately interrupted him, "Hahaha...Father, the three brothers, Jiaojiao and Ping An, haven't spoken to you yet?"

"Yes, yes, Jiaojiao, Xiaowu didn't make you angry, right? Are the children obedient?"

The voice of May 1 immediately sounded, "Grandpa, we are all listening to your talk. We are behaved, the adults are pointing east, we dare not go west."

"Father, it's cold, you and my mother take care of yourself. When the weather gets warm, I will ask Xiaomi to buy you tickets, and you will come up, OK?"

"Okay, okay, your mother and I will go there and find Xiaomi directly. You can work hard over there, and talk to your parents about what happens, you know?"

"Okay. Father, no one bullies you in your hometown with my mother?"

Mother Zhang laughed suddenly when he heard this, "This silly boy. I'm fine with your father, so you can rest assured that if someone bullies your mother, your mother will telegram you."

"Yes, mother, you're right. It's cold. Wear more clothes. Will the money be enough? Don't worry about running out of money. Just buy what you want. If you can't, tell me, I'll find it for you."

"Grandma, my mother really couldn't go back to my hometown a few days ago. She sent you and my father a package again. Remember to receive it. Our three brothers also put something in..."

Mother Zhang smiled happily, and then suddenly covered her mouth, tears flowed from the corner of her eyes, and looked up at the ceiling, pretending to be innocent in response.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Dashan turned around and left the office quietly, standing outside the door, listening to the conversation inside, after all he sighed secretly.

"Raise children to prevent old age, save grain to prevent hunger." Fortunately, Brother Zhang has three sons. If there was just one old son, he would think about his sons too far away.

Hanging up the phone, when he came out, Zhang's father and mother had a smile on his face. If you didn't pay attention to their red noses and eye sockets, you might not be able to see their dismay.

"This call is great, it's like meeting people face to face."

"You old lady is really stupid! This phone is expensive. After we talked for so long, I will see enough to go back and forth to the capital. Don't call in the future. I will see that my old brother will pay for it by himself. It will not take advantage of the public house."

"Oh, my mother, I knew I would stop chatting Jiaojiao."

Zhao Dashan laughed with joy, and said jokingly, "I can tell that Jiaojiao is the daughter of the old sister-in-law."

That's not what it means.

Zhang's mother admitted that her daughter-in-law was not as good as her own Jiaojiao, let alone those two daughter-in-laws.

This New Year's Eve, Father Zhang and Mother Zhang, after receiving the phone call from the old son's family, laughed so hard that they couldn't close their mouths, and even the cry of the baby doll felt joyful.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, he was standing in front of the grave of Grandpa Zhang and the old couple. Father Zhang was still muttering his old son, his old daughter-in-law, and his three most satisfied grandchildren...

After the Chinese New Year, the weather became warm day by day. Occasionally looking at the letters from the old son, Zhang father and Zhang mother were still a little moved.

But soon, with the surrounding changes and the children's trivial matters, they hesitated again and postponed the trip again.There is room for rebirth in the fifties