After dinner, Miao Lishan had recently become obsessed with a TV series and was planning to enjoy it while making tea, while Zhou Jiao saw the man of the family go into the study with her father.
She can just accompany her mother!
How could she, as a mother, not know what Wuyi was thinking? She had raised her son single-handedly, and with a roll of her eyes, she could guess what he was thinking.
But the same thing goes, fly, as long as you can land safely.
And with her father supervising her and her husband's protective temper, Zhou Jiao really didn't want to go into the study to participate in the discussion. Without her presence, the child could speak the truth without any scruples.
I don’t know what kind of messed up ideas Zhang Guoqing, as a father, has instilled in his children, always making his three sons feel that they should be protected.
Alas... the son was reluctant to see his mother worry, but as a mother, she was always afraid that they would worry too much.
Seeing her sitting there splitting the embroidery thread, Miao Lishan couldn't help but advise her, "Don't embroider if you don't have anything to do. It's bad for your eyes. In the past, all the embroiderers would go blind if they came here."
Zhou Jiao woke up after hearing this and smiled. "Isn't this just boring? I only embroider one piece a year now, so it won't hurt my eyes. I'll embroider more as a souvenir."
"As long as you like it." Miao Lishan thought for a moment and then asked her, "Do you want me to find someone to buy some? I forgot who told me last time that someone was selling it."
Seeing that she was frowning and couldn't think of anything, Zhou Jiao quickly stopped her.
She was simply worried that her skills would become rusty, and she had no interest in collecting embroidery works by others. Besides, her grandmother had left her so many treasures, and there were all kinds of good things.
Seeing that she wasn't interested, Miao Lishan put the matter aside and brought up something else, "Should we go back to Northeast China to visit your parents-in-law before we go abroad on May Day?"
Zhou Jiao paused for a moment, then said, "Yes. But I might have to ask them to come over. I'll be busy submitting documents and other things during May Day and won't be able to leave."
"Then you should send them a telegram as soon as possible, so that you don't get stuck back there and cause them trouble." Miao Lishan said, turning on the volume of the small TV. "Send more things over there, so that people don't say you are neglecting the elderly."
Zhou Jiao smiled and nodded.
"Don't laugh. If your aunt were still alive, she would always remind me to remember to send two sets of spring clothes to Xiaowu's parents when the weather gets warmer."
"OK."
"Don't do it yourself, just ask the tailor to do it." Miao Lishan said, taking a look at her daughter's clothes. "You too, you should make a few more sets. And we're going abroad on May Day..."
"Mom, as long as you have money to go abroad, it's fine."
"How can it be the same? Never mind, I'll do it."
Zhou Jiao smiled and didn't object.
Actually, clothes from abroad are easier to buy and the styles are newer. But don’t worry if you can’t take them with you, as my three sons are similar in size.
"Have you spoken to Xiaoming recently? He said he would get married this year, but I wonder if he's found a partner yet. Do you think he'll listen to his father's marriage proposal?"
"Probably not. From what he said, I understood that his father felt very indebted to them. He was the most important person in everything. But I'm not against marriage. If you want to marry a Chinese woman abroad, it's better to know her background. Who would tolerate a fake foreigner?"
Miao Lishan pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement. "That makes perfect sense. I accompanied your father on a visit abroad before, and I heard it's very chaotic out there."
What's so messy?
Miao Lishan didn't elaborate, and Zhou Jiao didn't ask. For safety reasons, her mother couldn't possibly leave for those impoverished areas alone.
Aside from safety issues, the most obvious issue abroad is the work style. I imagine you'll see a lot of hugging and cuddling.
Foreigners are so enthusiastic, it seems she needs to give her son another lesson. She doesn't like mixed-race grandchildren.
As she expected, the door to the study opened in less than an hour, and they happily returned to the living room to chat with the mother and daughter.
Mysteriously!
Zhou Jiao glanced at them with a smile - she couldn't catch her son, but she had a secret weapon!
When Zhou Jiao returned to her room to rest late at night, she opened a window and the spring breeze blew away her sleepiness. She looked at the "secret weapon" that came in.
"Don't stand in the wind, or you'll have a headache tomorrow."
"Brother, are you sleepy?"
Zhang Guoqing smiled without surprise and said, "Want to know?"
"hey-hey."
"What about the reward?" Zhang Guoqing raised his eyebrows and stretched out his arms. "Here, give me some interest first."
Zhou Jiao wanted to say that she was a man of great power and could not bend, but she happily threw herself into his arms. What kind of man was that? In front of her man, she was just a little woman.
And she has to be a delicate little woman!
I heard that there are quite a few vixen who have just debuted recently and have started to show up again. It’s really hard for the wife to bear the pain.
The couple got tired of each other...
It had been more than an hour since I came out of the bathroom.
Zhang Guoqing held his drowsy wife in his arms, a glint of pride in his eyes. He then lifted the quilt from the bed and fell down with her in his arms.
I wouldn’t trade a day like this even for a god!
Zhou Jiao, who had fallen on the bed and woke up a little, perked up and poked his chest lazily, "Brother, you haven't told me what we talked about yet?"
"It seems you still have energy."
Zhou Jiao quickly retracted her hand and rolled her eyes secretly, "Oh, I'm so tired."
"Haha..." Before Zhang Guoqing could burst out laughing, she immediately covered his mouth, "Don't laugh, definitely not laugh."
"I trust you the most."
Zhang Guoqing kissed the hand covering his mouth and turned his head away, "What a little fool!"
Isn't that right? If he resisted, how could I cover his mouth with my limited strength? Zhou Jiao pulled his ear in anger.
In fact, she wanted to pinch the flesh around his waist more. Haven't you seen those women who like to pinch their men's waists? It is said that in the bathhouse, men like to look at who has bruises on the waist.
Unfortunately, for a man with six-pack abs, his waist has no fat at all and is hard. If you pull it hard, it doesn't hurt him, but your hands will suffer.
"Baby, I said, I said..."
Zhang Guoqing quickly tried to comfort her, even though he knew she felt bad for him pulling his ears hard enough that it wouldn't hurt, but getting mad at her was bad. As a couple, it's okay to have some fun, but don't let them get you mad!
"Hurry up and tell me!"
"Okay!" Zhang Guoqing cleared his throat. "The professor who teaches Wuyi had a talk with him and wants him to go to the United States to major in political science and economics."
Zhou Jiao poked him and said, "Hurry up and continue, why are you stopping?"
"We're on May Day. He heard you say that you should travel abroad and broaden your horizons while you're still young. He said he'd give it some thought and decided to spend two or three years getting a doctorate."
Zhou Jiao said jokingly, "Are you complaining about the boast?"
"It's not really bragging, he just said it in front of us. But my son has the capital to speak."
"Yes, your son is the best." Seeing that he had been talking in circles for a long time, Zhou Jiao asked directly, "That's what he said publicly, what are your private plans?"
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