As soon as the business trip date arrived, Zhou Jiao just packed up and left.
However, there are still many people who are secretly paying attention to her investments abroad.
That is to say, the situation is much more relaxed now, and she has a strong background. Otherwise, any random hat would be enough to make her suffer.
Meanwhile...
More people saw Zhou Jiao's action as the political stance of Zhou Xiaozheng, the filial father, which made those who supported reform and opening up very excited.
What do people outside think?
Zhou Xiaozheng and Zhang Guoqing, the father-in-law and son-in-law, were noncommittal. Their family wasn't vying for power or profit these days; doing practical things for the country was more important than anything else.
When Mr. Cheng came to ask, they just smiled casually and said: Their family will only stand on the side that truly cares about the national interest.
That's a very noble statement!
Putting aside the current disputes, the funds Zhou Jiao invested in the gold futures market soon began to rise slightly as she expected.
Although the increase in just two or three months is very small, we can still see some signs.
Zhou Xiaozheng was relieved to find that his precious daughter's prediction was indeed correct. This kind of pride that could not be flaunted, when Zhou Jiao was away on business, he could only show it off to his family, which was a bit regrettable.
Compared with him, Zhang Guoqing was even more bored.
In the past, I could hug my wife when I went home, but now, she has been away for almost three months. Isn’t it time for me to go home?
"Brother, you haven't finished get off work yet?"
Zhang Guoqing listened to Zhou Jiao's voice on the other end of the phone, feeling both happy and surprised. "Where are you calling from now? Is there anyone with you?"
"Don't worry, several colleagues are talking to me on the phone at the post office."
Hearing her say this, Zhang Guoqing loosened his discipline button and breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. Be sure to be careful. Is the security over there very chaotic right now?"
Zhou Jiao blinked and denied it: "Who said that? The 56 ethnic groups are one family, and people there are very warm and welcoming." It cannot be denied that there are simple people everywhere.
Especially now that she is in a place where there are many production and construction corps, they have a good relationship with the local villagers and they talk and laugh a lot.
"Haha..." Zhang Guoqing didn't expose her, he would say it in the 21st century. He glanced at the time and asked, "Did you call home?"
"Yes, Aunt Chen answered the phone. Are my parents very busy these days?"
"Dad's much more relaxed than in the spring, but he doesn't have much free time either. Mom hates having no one at home, so she's at work until dinnertime. When are you coming home?"
"Me? It should take another half a month. I'm not sure yet."
Zhang Guoqing heard the volume on the phone suddenly become lower and grinned. It seemed that his wife was not lying to him. As expected, there was a colleague nearby and it was not convenient to talk.
He then asked about Zhou Jiao's recent diet and accommodation conditions, and got a general idea of it. Ten minutes had already passed.
"Brother, there are people waiting in line behind me to make a call. I'm going to hang up first."
"Okay, be safe and come back soon."
Zhang Guoqing listened to the beep of the phone and put it down reluctantly. He hadn't had time to talk to his sons yet.
Over there, Zhou Jiao tied a headscarf over her face and stood aside, waiting for everyone to finish their calls.
The place where she was standing now was called Jiang Province, but it was actually a certain commune in a certain county of a certain autonomous region of Jiang Province. It took a lot of effort to find such a small post office to make a phone call.
The province of Jiang is really big.
Sometimes we would drive for hundreds of kilometers without seeing anyone, so eating and drinking on the road became a problem. So, when we finally saw a herder's tent or farmhouse, we couldn't wait to stop the car and get in.
Just hand a cigarette to the person inside first, and then greet them in broken Uyghur!
Even if they are very resistant to outsiders, the hostess of the tent or farmhouse will serve milk tea and naan to entertain everyone.
Aren’t these simple and enthusiastic farmers and herdsmen?
When I first arrived in Jiang Province, I heard the loudspeaker broadcasting in the Uyghur language which I couldn't understand, and all I saw were ethnic minority women wearing colorful clothes and headscarves.
Zhou Jiao was still a little afraid to leave the main group. After trying a few times and finding no problems, she became bolder when she smelled the fragrance of fruits and vegetables and authentic mutton food everywhere.
Unfortunately, after just a few days in the provincial capital, everyone started to head to various remote mountains and wilderness areas.
However, being in the countryside also has its advantages.
After communicating with the farmers working in the fields and farmlands, she preferred to run in the wild with them.
I have really broadened my horizons!
Local farmers usually have mutton noodles with some onions for lunch in the fields, because it is easier to make noodles in the wild.
They rarely eat, or even no, vegetables, saying they are just grass and are for livestock. Of course, they still eat fruits like the local watermelon, cantaloupe, apples, and grapes.
Every place has its own customs.
When Zhou Jiao saw that the local farmers raised chickens, but they didn't eat chickens and eggs much, it was no longer surprising, because the main dish was lamb!
With a harmless smile and already fluent Uyghur, Zhou Jiao took the opportunity to collect a lot of supplies.
If an old local Han comrade had not privately mentioned a few points to comrades to pay attention to safety, Zhou Jiao would have doubted whether this was still the exaggerated province in the legend.
However, even veteran comrades say that the Xinjiang Production and Construction Corps has been disbanded and turned into a pure farm in the past two years. The Corps' combat effectiveness and internal quality have greatly declined, and some areas have become more chaotic...
Zhou Jiao believed what he said, but she was still more cautious in her heart.
There are many birds in a big forest, let alone in this vast autonomous region with a small population. If something really happens, there really is no one who can save you.
Of course, the old comrade was not exaggerating. Although such situations are rare nowadays, the longer she stays, the more places she visits.
She also discovered that if they really wanted the 56 ethnic groups to become one family, they still had a long way to go.
The reason why local people resist outsiders is not only due to historical reasons, but also related to their national consciousness. These ideas have been integrated into their blood and passed down from generation to generation.
But this does not mean that they are wrong.
Who doesn’t have a sense of territory?
"Comrade Zhou, we're all done. Shall we go to the restaurant?"
"Go, why not!"
It will be impossible to eat authentic local food in the future, so I’d better eat more while I have the chance.
Alas...I don’t want to think about it anymore!
These social stability issues are not suitable for a cowardly little person like her to consider too much. She should just be a quiet little woman.
"After dinner, how about going to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some things to send back?"
"Sure, I'm fine."
"It's not easy to come out. I'll go with you."
Listening to the conversations of her male and female colleagues, Zhou Jiao smiled and nodded, then voted in favor.
By the time the package arrives, she should be home!
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