Vol 2 Chapter 927: There is 1 kind of love

"We should bring the children to this black land..."
Zhang Guoqing, who was returning from the journey, looked out the window of the car and said nothing for a long time. After a long time, he vomited these words to his wife.
Like him, Zhou Jiao couldn't tell the shock inside. In this short period of three days, after leaving the Forty-Nine City, she truly felt what patriotism is.
She saw with her own eyes the young people's desire to return to their hometown, but she also saw the kind of innocent heart they had when they devoted themselves to this black land without hesitation.
This spiritual journey made the couple no longer have time to hang out in other places, and the more idle strolling seemed to be condemned by conscience.
Compared with the same generation, they are still too self-righteous.
This kind of uttered feelings continued to their hometown, and their mood slowly recovered, especially seeing their three sons busy on the ground under the raging fire and Jiaoyang...
"Mum and Dad, we helped."
"Mum and Dad, we have been doing it for several days, are you great?"
Zhang Guoqing threw down his luggage, stretched out his arms and hugged the three sons who were running, and looked at the three little cheeks that were tanned with distress.
People live in the world, everyone has his value, right?
How he should go has to go on.
Zhou Jiao gave the children a thumbs up, smiled, and greeted the fathers and villagers who came together.
"I'm back? Well, the three children are well taught. They are from our old Zhang family, and they are not as squeamish as the people in the city. Your family will go back first."
The old captain smiled into a flower, and urged the big guy to go to work after the praise.
Seeing his mother on the side, Zhang Guoqing threw his backpack away, took a towel and left, "Jiaojiao, you go home with your mother first, and I will do some work first."
Zhou Jiao knew that he couldn't be free, and nodded with a smile. Seeing that the sons were still looking at his dad with small eyes, she didn't stop, waved her hand to let them go.
After a while, everyone was gone, and Zhou Jiao complained: "Mother, why are you working on the ground? What if you have heat stroke? The children are all grown up, just let them be."
Mother Zhang has been holding her little daughter-in-law by the hand, looking reluctantly at the running old son and grandchildren, and said with a smile: "It's okay, mother is watching."
"Have you seen it? They have blisters on their little hands in Ping An. Why do you say they are so honest with Xiao Wu? I told them to do a little bit. Ouch, you can't just stare at them."
Just now Zhou Jiao was watching her three sons closely. How could she not know? But since the children had a beginning, she didn't want the children to give up halfway. This is why she didn't show a distressed look in front of others.
Outside, she hopes that her sons will learn to have a beginning and an end in everything, understand what it means to do what they can, and understand what real farm work is.
What is the little farm work that usually takes them to the suburbs of Beijing? Compared with the endless black land of Beidahuang, this is not real farm work.
"Why have you lost so much weight? Are you hungry? My mother mixes cold noodles for you and adds more shredded cucumber. You like this. You can eat a large bowl every time on May Day."
"I just like mother's craftsmanship."
Zhou Jiao didn't tell that she actually had flesh. There is a kind of love, that is, no matter how round you are, in the eyes of those who love you, you are thin.
Mother Zhang smiled with joy, "The three Ping An brothers also said the same. Jiaojiao, don't you know how fun they are? When I first came, I went to the county town to scribble quotations with the red soldiers, that's amazing. If it weren't for your father worried The children ran away with the wild boys, and we still have to be in the city."
"Father still sees far, great!"
"What's so amazing? My little grandson can't go back to work here. I looked at your father just wanting to go to the village to help, just to make an excuse."
"Hahaha, that means my father knows how to educate children. Don't feel sorry for them. They are clever, they will naturally come back when they are tired."
Mother Zhang gave her a blank look, but she was very happy in her heart. Jiaojiao in her family is different from such a little daughter-in-law. If you see the child, you can’t say you wronged your grandchildren.
The small yard is still very clean, and the fruit trees in the front and back yards are really processed, which is a pity, but the fruitful fruits of the vegetable garden make up for this regret.
There is still a faint scent of wormwood in the air in the room. Looking at the kang mats and bedding, I also know that the children's grandma must be here with the children during this time.
"You take a wash first, and then go to sleep after you eat it. Have you been to the city before?"
Zhou Jiao shook her head and took the washbasin, "No, there happened to be a nearby production team bullock cart in the county town, so we went straight back. Brother said you should be in the village."
"My old son is still smart. You have to weigh everything in the city. Maodong will be better. It's a hot day. There are a lot of people in front of our house every day to enjoy the shade. The villagers are sincere."
Listening to the meaning, something unpleasant must have happened before, Zhou Jiao didn't ask carefully, just look back for peace, the little guy should be inquiring about it.
"Mother, when we came back just now, how do you see that the big guy is more enthusiastic than in previous years?"
Mother Zhang craned her neck and looked outside, and whispered: "You don't know that. This year, five soldiers came out of the village. They didn't know that the conditions in our village were good, and the children were sturdy and picked. I thought it was on Xiaowu's face. I explained it to your father, but they still don't believe it."
"Oh, that's it, I said it was weird."
"What's weird~EbookFREE.me~ There are so many things that you don’t know yet. Your father is not good at writing in the letter. If the letter is not in your hands, if you show it to outsiders, you won’t be able to say that our house is stinking and looking back. ."
"The year before last, the meeting was not only in the city, but the villagers were also terrified. Just a few hundred miles away from the Red Heart Production Team, there was a young man who just made a mistake and was fought by the PI. Later he hanged himself;
There is also a family in the team next door. After the young daughter-in-law of the family has finished her needlework, she simply put the needle on the wall, just in the eyes of the person who stuck the picture, and was reported by the kid who came to play at her house. Poor peasants, your father and the others helped later, so I guess it's over. "
Zhou Jiao really didn't expect so many things to happen in the old house, but it wouldn't be surprising after thinking about it. Nowadays, class struggle is dominated, and there are also small red soldiers in rural areas.
"In our team, it's pretty flat, nothing is wrong. But you know why not? Your third grandpa is such a good person. When he sees that something is wrong in the city, he will take your pennant, and you and the young man The photos of Chairman Wuhe are all hung up in the team's office, and even the little red soldiers have to be polite first."
Zhou Jiao laughed dumbly, she deserved to be the old captain she knew! There is room for rebirth in the fifties