Liuyi shook his head. "There's no time left. We can only build momentum for Aunt Yuan and Uncle Tao at her workplace, which means suppressing them, but the root of the problem remains."
Zhang Guoqing didn't ask how the child's fortune grew. In a short period of time, he could only use his family background to pressure others. What else could he do?
Wuyi curled his lips and said, "Grandpa, are you going to let me be so proud all the time? If someone points at my mother and calls her a stinking ninth grader, I'll definitely beat her to death."
This little ancestor!
Upon hearing this, Zhang Guoqing looked at Zhou Xiaozheng and saw that he was silent and tightly pursed his lips. Then he glanced at Zhou Jiao who seemed to be lost in thought, and was suddenly startled. Don't make things too big!
Zhou Jiao shook her head and gestured to her sons to eat first. As she picked up some food for them, she said with a smile, "Don't rush. It's time for your Aunt Yuan and her husband to practice. If they don't improve, how will they take root in the future?"
"You mean, keep him as a grindstone?"
Zhou Jiao nodded slightly. "These problems will always exist if they want to get involved in the system. If we intervene, it may not be a good thing for them. I have already made arrangements. They are safe."
Zhou Xiaozheng, who had been silent the entire time, finished his meal, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and gave a few instructions, "Remind the other party a few more times and keep an eye on him. Don't let anything happen."
"Don't worry, Dad. Leave these little things to me. But you've been having too many meetings lately. Is that guy causing trouble again?"
Zhou Xiaozheng also didn't want his daughter to worry, so he said half-heartedly, "The old leader is old after all, and he's been ill again recently. You should be careful at work."
Zhou Jiao looked at her father after hearing this. She seemed to understand the unclear meaning behind this: some people wanted to seize the remaining power, while others wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble.
It seems that the wind is not calm and the waves are not peaceful.
"Then you should be careful too."
Aside from this, Zhou Jiao didn't know how to relieve her father and Zhang Guoqing's worries. In this situation, it was no longer her place to intervene.
It seems that it is becoming increasingly difficult to remain neutral now, and her family's biggest crisis has also arrived. Fortunately, she has Zhang Guoqing by her side to help her father. Otherwise, she would be in great trouble, not to mention being unable to sleep or eat.
Fortunately, it’s already 1972. It’s almost time, really almost time…
Putting aside her inner powerlessness and uneasiness, Zhou Jiao followed them away from the dining table and went to the living room to listen to her sons talk about interesting things in their hometown.
Home is a haven where everyone can relax and feel at ease, and the three Ping An brothers who went out for a trip know this very well.
Now that their family was around, the three brothers showed their childish side, grinning and joking around Zhou Xiaozheng and the others, teasing, satirizing, or talking about the business.
The family is together, and the days are warm again.
At least Miao Lishan no longer has to worry about facing a lonely room, and the other three no longer have to worry about the children's personal safety when they are outside.
Half a month passed slowly, and Zhou Jiao did not receive the notice to go abroad. Instead, Wan Dayong and the newly formed team traveled across the ocean to a foreign country.
Not long after returning home from school on May Day, I heard this "unfortunate" news. I grabbed my mother's arm and said, "Oh my God, it's a good thing you didn't go that far, otherwise what would I do if I missed you?"
"That's an eyesore!" Liu Yi laughed at his brother and then looked at Zhou Jiao for confirmation. "Mom, you really don't have to go on a business trip? I thought I wouldn't be able to see you for a few days."
Several days? Zhou Jiao smiled. If it was a business trip, it would take at least a month. She didn't know. After hearing that she wasn't included in the quota, she hadn't paid attention to the exact time of this trip.
She patted her two sons comfortingly, looked at Ping An across from her with a worried look on his face, and said with a smile, "Mom didn't intend to be away for so long. You should stay home and study hard recently, and don't go out unless necessary. Why did I hear that the kids in the compound had a fight with the kids outside again a few days ago?"
It wasn't just a fight; it almost came to knife-playing. The car locks and chains had been getting used quite a bit lately, not to mention the ubiquitous bricks.
"That's right. We seldom go out recently." Ping'an didn't want his mother to worry about the troubles outside, so he even asked his two younger brothers to stay at home to help with housework.
Zhou Jiao was a little skeptical. She wondered why the kids, all adults and children, hadn't come to invite her son, knowing he had a few tricks up his sleeve. But considering her son's intelligence and emotional intelligence, she figured he'd know better than to get involved.
"Well, safety first. If you postpone it, some friends might dislike you three brothers. There's no need to have more contact with such people."
Ping An nodded and smiled, "I know, true friends are more valuable in quantity than in quantity. Buddies who don't share the same ideals as us are just buddies."
Seeing her son understand her meaning, and seeing the approval on the faces of her two younger sons, Zhou Jiao didn't say anything more. Being too long-winded and boring the children would have the opposite effect.
Besides, if he really wanted to drag his son into a fight or something, once Zhang Guoqing found out, the child would not have to refuse, as he would definitely be taken to the army for military training.
In Zhang Guoqing's words, if he had that much time, he would be better off joining the army to vent his excess energy. He and her father-in-law and son-in-law would never allow their child to leave their sight.
And the twins?
You're so young, no one would mind if you didn't show up.
No one cares? Zhang Guoqing smiled bitterly. His wife underestimated the appeal of their two young sons. He hoped so. Since they were about to go on a long journey, he naturally didn't want her to worry about them.
Late at night, in the stillness of the room, Zhang Guoqing, holding his wife in his arms, happily took a deep breath, still the familiar fragrance. Then, thinking that he seemed a little unkind, he looked at the person in his arms and asked hesitantly, "Is it because of my relationship with Dad that you can't go abroad?"
Zhou Jiao glanced at him with a smile. "You're overthinking it. I really don't want to leave." As for the reason, does it matter? There are always some clowns setting traps for her, so she just goes with the flow and doesn't play along.
Zhou Jiao thought about the rumors spread by several people in the company and felt disgusted. They really wanted to push her to be the first to make trouble, making her feel like she couldn't survive without going abroad.
These short-sighted people, she will open her eyes and see how many years of good life you guys have left?
What's wrong with her family being military? Since everyone wants a spot, she's messing it up all at once. Now no one can go. Are you dumbfounded?
"Dayong treated us to a big meal a long time ago, and Dayi has been talking about him in my ears these past few days." Zhang Guoqing didn't know that someone had mentioned Wan Dayong's life experience.
Of course, Zhou Jiao would not mention this in advance. Her unit is her unit, and it is different from Wan Dayong's unit. There is no need for her to go on a business trip in the first place.
"What's so good about going abroad? You don't need tickets, but the prices are still insanely expensive." Zhou Jiao was still a little depressed, though. "I originally wanted to go out and do something, so now I can worry less. Unfortunately, I don't know if Xiaohui will be coming with us."
"Business?"
Zhou Jiao whispered back, "Personal matters. For official matters, I can ask Uncle Shi for permission." As she spoke, she looked at Zhang Guoqing hesitantly.
"Tell me, was it originally planned that you wouldn't feel comfortable holding foreign currency?"
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