Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space

Chapter 1120: Chapter 993: The Supreme Gatecrasher

The year-end is approaching, and the festive atmosphere in Zhang Family Village is coming to life.

As the East family’s bean paste buns fill the air with fragrance, the West family’s pig about to be slaughtered starts squealing.

The soybeans from the mill give off a fishy smell before being turned into tofu, while some families cut a few blocks to share with neighbors a few days in advance to try the fresh taste.

Compared to the Big Courtyard, this lively year’s end is something Ping’an Brothers always fondly remember.

As soon as Xi Zi’s wedding ends, starting from the noon of the next day, invitations from the village keep coming for the brothers’ elders, with a determined stance to not stop until they visit.

With a banquet-style feast of pork, it’s not just Ping’an Brothers who were amazed, even Xiao Wang and Xiao Zheng felt the pure rural sentiment for the first time.

Touched by Zhang Guoqing, the elders bring frozen tofu today, wild stir-fries tomorrow, and even the village’s aunties and ladies send over a bowl of cooked meat dishes to the small courtyard.

They say: "There’s no need for formalities, in the past your dad has helped our families plenty."

Looking at the meat-heavy dishes with few vegetables, and those sun-darkened faces that remained blackened from a season of exposure, saying you’re not moved would be a lie.

Similarly, the three brothers are curious about their dad Zhang Guoqing, what great deeds has he done that the villagers still remember him after all these years?

Old Captain pats Wu’s head and looks at Daqing Mountain, "Your dad, you know, has helped many of Old Zhang’s family clan members. Even when he was young, he assisted your great-grandfather in helping the village.

Back in those years, if it wasn’t for him tirelessly sending seeds from Beijing, and finding water sources up in the mountains, there wouldn’t be all the villagers alive today.

Also the team’s clinics, beverage workshops, militia teams, weren’t they all supported by him? Without him, how could every household in the village live such good lives?"

Is the Zhang Guoqing in Old Captain’s words and their father the same person?

They cannot deny it. Since childhood, their dad has taught them scheming and caution, to keep three parts sincerity and seven parts vigilance when interacting with others.

It seems like these villagers genuinely moved their dad, allowing them to truly touch his heart.

The Ping’an Brothers eating from large crude bowls realize again that not everyone in this world is ungrateful, there are always some people with gratitude.

However, the pity is there’s occasionally a few people like this. Despite receiving the same favor, even gaining more, their sense of decency is gone. Is it because their dad gave too much making them feel entitled, or they feel they can be more presumptuous relying on something?

Luckily, such people are in the minority.

—Like the woman before them.

"You must be the eldest, those must be twins. I’m your father’s cousin’s aunt, your dad should call me cousin elder sister, how close."

Ping’an contained his impatience, nodded with a slight smile. As for calling her cousin aunt? Well, the three brothers have never seen this person, though they’ve heard of her.

—Hmm, better leave it at that.

"Why haven’t your parents come back? I’ve been thinking about your mom. We played together often as kids, but after getting married we saw each other less."

—Ha ha... are you sure my mom cares about people like you?

"I often thought of visiting your mom but then realized much has changed nowadays, even though I care in my heart... sigh, better not trouble her and cousin."

—If she came around my mom wouldn’t give her a glance.

"This time, firstly, I want to see you all since it’s unfamiliar without parents around right?" Sister Zhang’s old daughter saw the three brothers smiling silently, paused, "Secondly, there’s really no other way, even seeking help from close friends was too late, thank goodness my mom said you three were back home."

Here we go...

Wu squinted with shining eyes, showing great interest in the other person.

—That beggar-like outfit is quite committed. If her complexion were darker, eyes not shifting unsteadily around, it’d be perfect.

Still not professional enough!

Sister Zhang’s old daughter has a very nice name: Liu Meishu. It’s said her father Liu Dazhu named her hoping she’d grow up beautiful and ladylike.

Hopes can be beautiful, achieving beauty is one thing, but ladylike? Ha, like her older sister Liu Meihui, both failures.

Liu Meishu has been visiting her family for decades after marriage, besides being fierce, thick-skinned, she has an intuitive "small white flower" skill.

She thought, just dealing with teenage kids, and a pair of toddlers, on her way she planned to show care as a cousin aunt followed with some complaints.

These kids born with a silver spoon would be moved with sympathy, arranging a few jobs for her sons and daughters is surely a piece of cake right?

"With another year’s end approaching, your cousins are getting old but can’t marry, and I can’t bear to sell my daughter. A house full of people has only one tattered cotton jacket, so I wear it out now. There’s hardship, but little yield from the land, no matter how diligently the kids work, all in vain, they can’t even get a full meal."

As she speaks, Liu Meishu sheds a few tears, her hand moving uncertainly near her eyes, choking up: "Ever since your grandma returned home, I’ve been sleepless for nights, with heavy heart, but had to shamelessly come, shouldn’t we find a path for your sibling?"

Ping’an knitted his brows, "Finding us is useless, we live off our parents ourselves."

Liu Meishu’s eyes revealed joy, she figured her clumsy sister would say she’d come in vain. Waiting for her children to start work, envy will blind her.

"Such good children, you’re not any ordinary kids, just say a word to your provincial cousins, what factory can your siblings not enter?"

Ping’an laughed: "Then you’ve heard wrong, all our family are soldiers, unfamiliar with any factories, don’t know anyone..."

Liu Meishu quickly cut in before Ping’an finished: "You say you’re your dad’s son, it’s just a word, all those factories will let you in."

Ping’an raised his head at the woman before him, showing a mocking smile. Not only is her appetite big, but her imagination is beautiful. "Your meaning, you want everyone in your family arranged in factory jobs?"

"Not necessarily all factories, military service is fine too. I’ve asked around, your granduncle is an official, just a word and your brother joining the military, even becoming a minor official under his command is no problem."

Liu Yi couldn’t hold back anymore, snorted, slanted a glance, "An ordinary civilian, actually dares inquire about military affairs, truly gutsy!"

Wu smiled looking at her face changing from pale to red, quipped: "That whatever cousin, why don’t you shoot for the sky, the world can accommodate people like you, incredible."