Before leaving, Zhang's father privately took Zhang Guoqing by the hand and told him not to compromise himself for the sake of his future. It was enough for the Zhang family to have what it had today.

He used his life experience and wisdom to advise his son - don't lose your original heart for something that doesn't exist, and don't sell your conscience for the future.

Zhang Guoqing solemnly assured him that he would not be blinded by power.

This time, Zhang Dad left, and except for the Cheng family, he asked Zhou Xiaozheng and the others to keep it a secret. He was helpless, as Old Master Lin had asked him to be a lobbyist several times.

He knew all about the grudges between his in-laws and the Lin family before, but they had never torn each other apart. Now the two families were not far apart and had never interacted. Who knew what would happen in the future?

Is being a lobbyist easy? And why did Old Lady Lin suddenly suffer a stroke? Even though no one had told him the reason, Father Zhang, who had lived a long life, could tell something was amiss.

Father Zhang told his wife not to ask his son. Since his son hadn't told him, it must be some Zhou family secret. He thought it would be better not to ask so as not to embarrass his son.

This was Zhang's father's fault. Zhang Guoqing couldn't bring himself to speak out. If he did, his parents would be furious. Plus, since the couple had been with their parents the entire time, no one had the chance to gossip.

But accidents are everywhere. Xizi is a smart boy. He has always been curious why the Cheng family often comes to the Zhou family, but why other people from the Lin family have never shown up except last time?

At the station platform, Zhang Guoqing put his luggage away and asked his good friend Liu Ming to take care of him along the way. He also repeatedly told his nephews and nieces to keep an eye on Zhang's father and his wife and not to let them get off the train to shop.

He was incredibly worried, but there was nothing he could do. School was about to start, and he didn't have much time to send his parents back.

As the time came, Zhang's father and mother got on the carriage and asked everyone to go back with a smile. Seeing her eldest son looking at her eagerly, she held back her tears and smiled to tell him not to worry, that she would definitely not get off the train halfway.

The train started slowly, and Zhang's mother couldn't help shedding tears as she watched her old son running outside the train.

Zhang Dad waved him back, and then he saw his wife crying so hard that her nose was running. He smiled and said, "How about you go back at the next stop?"

Xizi quickly raised her hand and said, "I'll go back with grandma."

Father Zhang patted his eldest grandson on the forehead and said, "You wish! Go back and concentrate on your studies."

"Grandma, don't cry. We'll come again during the New Year holiday. My aunt said that next time I can bring my brothers and sisters with me. There's no shortage of room at home."

Zhang's mother took her husband's handkerchief and shook her head. "I won't come. This capital city is nothing compared to our hometown. The bus ride is expensive and tiring."

Xizi rolled his eyes and whispered, "If we don't come, what will happen if my aunt gets bullied?"

Father Zhang laughed and said, "Who dares to bully her?"

Xizi immediately thought of the news he had heard and whispered to Zhang Dad, "My friends in the compound told me that the eldest daughter of the Lin family almost killed my aunt. Do you think she was bullied?"

Father Zhang's eyes widened in shock. "Is this true?"

"Everyone in the compound knows about this. The woman was sent to the northwest. I heard there's no way she'll ever come back."

Although Xizi spoke softly, Zhang's mother still heard it and immediately looked at her husband.

"You should learn from what others say."

Zhang Ziwen came closer to them and said, "Grandpa, we've put a lot of effort into this matter and have found out everything."

"Master, this is almost like a story in a book, it's really exciting. Do you know why those people can get along with my uncle? My uncle is so impressive. They say that my uncle kicked the door of the hospital like this, and it fell down with just one kick. He caught the real culprit and dragged him out by the neck like this."

Father Zhang frowned as he watched his eldest grandson gesturing.

"Grandpa, my uncle even broke a lot of big rocks with one kick, and many people ran over to see it. Do you think my uncle is a martial arts master?"

Father Zhang picked up his grandson with one hand and beckoned to him who was gesturing. "Keep your voice down. Tell me what happened at that time."

"...that thing fell down like that, and was protected by Grandma Lin. Otherwise, my aunt would have been dead. From then on, the two families fell out and never had any contact again."

"No, it was the Lin family who wanted to come over, but my aunt's family wouldn't let them in."

"Grandpa, don't worry. My uncle kicked so many doors, and no one dared to ask him for compensation. They said my uncle was very powerful, and others were afraid of being beaten by him."

"Well, my uncle has a lot of good friends. If he calls out, hundreds of them will rush over and destroy any hospital."

Zhang's mother covered her grandson's mouth, looked around, and breathed a sigh of relief. "Don't talk nonsense. You kids don't understand what's going on. Your uncle must be right. How can you break something without paying for it?"

Zhang's father thought more about it. Since this incident had happened so long ago and hadn't affected their college entrance exams, it couldn't be his son's fault. No wonder the child didn't say anything.

"Dad, how about we go back?"

Father Zhang laughed and said, "Why go back? How much can these kids know? This matter has been spread around and exaggerated. Look, Mr. Lin has been asking me to be his lobbyist. It must be his family's fault. With Brother Zhou here, you can rest assured."

After hearing this, Zhang's mother thought for a while. Although she felt relieved, she couldn't help but curse the Lin family in a low voice - how shameless they were, coming to their house in such a state and acting as if nothing was wrong.

Zhang Guoqing had no idea that the truth had been revealed. Fortunately, his parents hadn't heard about what happened in the ward that day, otherwise they would have been furious.

Seeing his son-in-law in a low mood, Zhou Xiaozheng said, "It's getting late, you should go to bed early. Ping An, who are you going to sleep with tonight?"

"Grandpa."

Zhou Xiaozheng picked up the child with satisfaction and asked, "Why don't you smile today?"

"I feel bad."

"Can't bear to leave your grandparents? When you grow up a little, you can go visit them in your hometown."

Zhang Guoqing couldn't help laughing, "Dad, don't tease him. His temper has exploded again."

Ping An looked at him sadly, "I'm not stingy. I gave all the gifts to my brothers. Mom said to be filial to grandparents, and I did. But I feel bad. There are so many gifts."

After saying that, he covered his heart and said, "From now on, I can only give it to my grandparents. No one else will give it to me!"

Zhou Xiaozheng patted him and said with a smile: "Boys should broaden their horizons and not dwell on these things all the time."

Zhang Guoqing watched his son being carried into the room by his father-in-law, and pulled Zhou Jiao back to the bedroom.

"Dad and Mom are gone, take a good rest these two days. I heard that school will start and we will have to go to the farm again."

Zhang Guoqing frowned subconsciously, "You should bring your sick leave certificate with you this time."

"Didn't you see that I even cured my summer heat? Appropriate labor is necessary. If I really can't stand it, I will quit." After Zhou Jiao said this, she was no longer willing to bring up this topic.

"Don't forget to do what you can." Zhang Guoqing was helpless with his wife and could only keep an eye on her. He forced her to take supplements and was only satisfied when she felt voluptuous.