Zhang Guoqing, a 21st-century orphan, and his pregnant wife, Zhou Jiao, were working hard for their future when a massive inheritance suddenly fell into their laps. On their way to the hospital for...
After the New Year’s Eve of 1964, 1965 finally arrived.
At the beginning of spring, the much-anticipated relocation of the courtyard finally arrived. Unlike Mr. Cheng and his wife, who moved back to their ancestral courtyard, the Zhou family officially moved into a two-story building.
After moving into the new home, everything was as usual. The children went to school and nursery as usual. However, as the twins grew up, Aunt Sun left the Zhou family.
Zhou Jiao also has a bus that goes directly from the military district to her workplace, so she can still go to and from get off work directly between her workplace and home.
She did not pursue promotion at work, and always kept a non-competitive attitude, maintaining a moderate distance from her colleagues. She even declined the New Year housing allocation on the grounds that she would take care of old colleagues first.
As a result, Zhou Jiao felt like a fish in water at work.
Especially after her background was spread privately, those female colleagues who had been jealous of her youth and beauty put aside their prejudices and occasionally made appointments to go shopping with her.
This year, Zhang Guoqing was transferred to the Logistics Department after being converted to a regular employee.
Everything seemed to be going smoothly, and life was becoming more comfortable. But Zhou Jiao didn't dare to relax. Because she knew that it would soon come...
After the New Year, Liang Meiren changed her usual behavior and became more interested in socializing. She also started to appear in public and run around in public.
It was another day off. In the upstairs bedroom of a two-story building halfway up the mountain, Zhou Jiao opened the window and looked at the lush trees outside.
This was a great place, even better than her own large courtyard, with fresh air and comprehensive security. If she could ignore worldly matters, Zhou Jiao would prefer to live here in seclusion.
"Wife, is there an exact time for this business trip? If that old woman starts making trouble, just show up and confront her. Don't worry about any repercussions."
Zhang Guoqing handed her a cup of brown sugar water. Zhou Jiao was having her period these days, and he was really worried about his wife going on a business trip at this time.
Zhou Jiao smiled at him, "Okay, don't worry. My business trip this time is different from hers. She went there as a guest, and I'm actually working. She can't order me around."
This is true. His wife has the credentials to kill first and ask for permission later. If she were in real danger, she would have to reveal her hidden identity first to scare people.
"Look, is there anything else you want me to bring back? I estimate it will take at least a month to get home by plane this time." Zhou Jiao sighed, "Maybe. I won't be able to go abroad for a long time."
Zhang Guoqing secretly thought that this was a good idea, but he didn't want to criticize his wife in person. "No matter where you are, safety comes first. You have everything you need at home, so it's better to be careful when I'm not with you."
As he spoke, he whispered worriedly in her ear, "There's nowhere to hide when it's full, so don't touch the big one."
Zhou Jiao burst out laughing.
The car was still taking up space, so she wouldn't do anything stupid again. She sorted and re-sorted the things her grandparents left behind, piling them up layer by layer but still it was a mountain.
If she hadn't worried about being unsafe outside, she would have wanted to clear it all out. Life had taught her that nothing was more important than having a full stomach.
Zhang Guoqing hugged her and touched her head, "Silly wife!"
"I'm at home, don't worry. Keep some medicine powder on hand, and don't hesitate to kill when you need to."
Zhou Jiao rubbed her head against his chest and said in a muffled voice, "Okay."
"If you pass by Hong Kong this time... please go check for me if there's a Zhang family member there? If I really run into someone... forget it, let it go. We can talk about the future later."
"Okay." Zhou Jiao estimated that it was impossible. In the past few years, enemy spies had been causing sabotage there one after another. In order to ensure the safety of their business travelers, they would not take that route.
"Let's go downstairs and stay with our parents." Zhang Guoqing waited for her to finish her drink, then hugged her out of the room. "The Liuyi brothers beat up their classmates again yesterday. You should talk some sense into these two brats."
Zhou Jiao looked at him complainingly, "You know they're always talking. Every time I open my mouth, they find an excuse."
Zhang Guoqing laughed heartily. His three sons weren't unreasonable brats. Otherwise, with their strength, they wouldn't have caused redness, swelling, or bruises. A single smack would have been enough to make his arms bruise.
"Why this time?"
"A few older kids got beaten up by the brothers for grabbing the June 1st eggs. Luckily, our kids were sensible, so they only got a few scratches. But I saw Ping An had a sullen face last night, so I guess there's going to be trouble."
Zhou Jiao smiled noncommittally, "As parents, we should stay out of this and let the three brothers handle it themselves. As long as they don't suffer any loss, that's fine."
Look at them…they love fighting so much, it must be their moms' indulgence. Zhang Guoqing would never admit that he was planning to pick a fight with those parents.
Having said that, Zhou Jiao still took her three sons to the small study to have a thought lesson.
The theme is what is courage, what is a secretive move, how to win people's hearts? Of course, she also did not forget to guide the children to forget the loyalty of their brothers and sisters and to get involved in fights that have nothing to do with them.
The family wanted to raise these three sons as the eldest sons, and it took up all the free time of her father and the couple, because they were worried that the children would be misled at a young age.
"Don't worry, Mom. I go pick up my brother after school every day."
"Wuyi and I are very well behaved in kindergarten. The teachers all like us."
"That's right. Every time I hit them, I don't dare to use too much force, for fear of hurting them."
"The three of us brothers all remember what you said to my dad and my grandpa. Last time they were fighting, they wanted to drag me over, but I found an excuse to push them away."
"Yes, good children don't fight unless the other party provokes you." Zhou Jiao nodded in agreement.
"I'm a good kid."
Ping An glanced at Liu Yi and gave him a subtle glare. Don't think you don't know that he was the one who deliberately used eggs to lure those guys, and you still have the nerve to praise yourself as a good boy?
Liuyi blinked his big eyes and looked at his brother innocently. He was still young and didn't understand! Who made those older kids bump into his brother?
Wuyi raised his chubby little hand.
Zhou Jiao nodded at him, "You can ask questions."
"My brother said that when we are three years old, Dad will take us hunting."
Zhou Jiao looked at her two young sons speechlessly, their eyes sparkling. It had only been a short while since July 2nd, and they were so eager to grow up!
Ping An quickly corrected him: "Wuyi, you are not being honest. When I said five years old, I meant the actual age. You are still too young. I also started doing horse stance and practicing martial arts at the age of five."
Wuyi didn't wait for him to finish, and immediately covered his little face with his chubby hands, peeking at everyone through his fingers, "But I feel like I've grown up, I know a lot of words."
Liuyi frowned, "Will Dad no longer have the energy to hunt when we grow up?"
"No, I will teach you when the time comes."
Zhou Jiao suppressed a smile as she listened to her sons' childish chatter. The children's father should have heard this, seeing how much confidence the children had lost in him.