The Lin family's affairs did not cause any ripples in the Zhou family. Life went on as usual. No one cared, and no one mentioned it.
Only Zhou Jiao knew. Her mother must have sneaked back to the retirement home the next day, otherwise she wouldn't have had a stern face and an icy coldness that kept people away from her all the way.
She had no intention of revealing the truth, nor did she want to know what happened at the Lin family that day, which would make her mother never mention her mother's home again.
"It's a blessing to be ignorant" - watching her mother return to her normal state after just two days, laughing heartily. She was even more reluctant to mention the Lin family.
Ping An gets up early every morning and carries the reformed Xiaojun bag to the nursery. When he comes back in the evening, he acts like a little adult and acts out the expressions and conversations of his aunt and friends, making the whole family laugh.
Zhou Jiao knew her child had truly adapted to the new environment. She gradually began to feel more at ease. In fact, from all perspectives, she realized she and her husband were overly concerned. With her aunt and her parents around, how could the child possibly endure any injustice? But as parents, their hearts were always tied to their children.
On the day before the opening ceremony, Ping An successfully beat up all the kids in the class and became the bully. The wicked couple finally let go of their worries and happily celebrated for their child.
The next morning, there was no time to send the child to nursery. The couple knew that they had no time to go to school, so they finally packed their luggage, sneaked out, and returned to school in the dark.
The dorm hadn't been cleaned yet, so she'd arrived early to get ready. Zhou Jiao had resisted Zhou Xiaozheng's suggestion to have a nanny clean, so now she had to do it herself. Fortunately, she had a capable husband by her side.
Each floor of the dormitory has two toilets and two washrooms. The washrooms also have several rows of taps and sinks that are almost as high as the table.
The couple quietly watered, cleaned, hung mosquito nets, and laid out mats. With their concerted efforts, the room was soon completely refreshed. Only then did they hear footsteps in the hallway.
Zhang Guoqing looked at the mats and homespun sheets, the bare room. His head and feet were separated under the bed. A suitcase held their clothes, and the desk was piled high with books. He felt sorry for his wife. The room was so shabby. His wife had never lived in such a shabby place before.
Zhou Jiao didn't think so. She clapped her hands in satisfaction and placed a thermos and two enamel cups on the table. These were the ones she had bought in Huaihai. She smiled sweetly and winked at Zhang Guoqing.
"Silly wife! Come on, let's go for a walk and go back to the classroom early."
Zhang Guoqing's plan was good, but the timing was wrong.
Just as the young couple walked down two floors, someone pointed at them with sharp eyes, "Good! I asked you to leave yesterday but you refused. You sneaked back in the middle of the night."
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding... We rushed here in the dark at four in the morning, and we are exhausted."
As they talked, many people soon came out, including both acquaintances and strangers.
"Xiaowu, hurry up and call me senior. I'm a generation older than you..."
Before the man finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter.
"Brother, the senior is an older generation, where should we start? I will go back and talk to the old man to see if we should change the generation." Zhang Guoqing was very happy to hear that.
"Yes, if you're wrong, I'll treat you."
"Please treat me...please treat me...please treat me..."
Hearing that someone was about to bleed, everyone cheered happily. There was an expensive restaurant in the district department store that still served meat dishes, so everyone finally got the chance.
At this time, a male classmate leaned against the right wall, his arms folded, and kept tapping his right toe. He looked at the couple and said with a sly smile, "Why don't you introduce them to us?"
Hearing this, Zhang Guoqing smiled and took two steps forward. Seeing the other party immediately stand still and look at him carefully, he extended his hand and said with a smile: "Zhang Guoqing, everyone knows me and calls me Xiaowu."
The other person reached out and shook his hand. "Nice to meet you. I'm Yi Jiefang, and my friends call me Big Yi. We're in the same department, maybe even in the same class."
Zhang Guoqing smiled at everyone and said, "Did you hear that this guy is taking advantage of me? He's a freshman, and I'm a fifth-year student. He's the one who should treat."
As he said this, there was a burst of laughter in the corridor.
Someone started to make a noise, "Brother Yi, treat us, treat us quickly."
Yi Jiefang smiled and waved his hand, "Alright, alright. Come to my house this weekend. If you know the rules, remember to bring your stuff."
Fang Dayong stood by and explained to Zhang Guoqing and his partner with a smile, "Everyone in their yard would bring their fishing rods and nets to go fishing with him. We'd go over there on weekends, too."
Zhang Guoqing glanced at Zhou Jiao, smiled, and nodded. This courtyard, that courtyard, who knows what courtyard. But this person is interesting.
"Xiaowu, be sure to bring your wife over this weekend. I'll prepare some fish maw for you."
Zhang Guoqing kicked him empty-handed. "My son is just a bystander, and you're my older brother. Don't give me any ranking. I'll be there this weekend, so remember to prepare some wine."
Yi Jiefang laughed heartily upon seeing this, hooking his arm around his neck, "Interesting! Then let's not go home until we're drunk that day."
"Can you please stop playing tricks on me? I'm drinking at your house, and you're not going to leave until you're drunk? Okay, do you all want to go down together?"
"Take your wife over first. I still need to wash my face."
Zhang Guoqing pretended to disdainfully throw his arm away and said, "Go wash up quickly before you meet people. How are you going to find a wife in the future if you keep doing this?"
After he finished speaking, he joked with everyone with a smile, "This is my wife Zhou Jiao. Let's get to know each other. Don't shout "Xiao Wu's wife" when you see her in the future, or the whole street will respond."
Everyone burst into laughter again after hearing this.
Two or three girls came down the stairs from the third floor. One of them, dressed in military uniform, smiled and said, "Well said. We female comrades also have names."
Zhang Guoqing was too lazy to pay attention and used the excuse to chat with Yi Jiefang and the others. This little girl is also a feminist.
"Hello! I've heard so much about you, and I'm finally meeting you in person. I'm Wang Huihui, this is Zhang Zhiying, and this is Gu Xiuwen. We'll all be living under the same roof from now on, so please take care of me."
Seeing her extend her hand, Zhou Jiao smiled and shook it. This person was clearly a powerful figure, and the mention of "I've heard of you for a long time" made her hesitate to establish a close relationship. Those who seek the spotlight too much can easily harm the innocent around them. She admitted to herself that she was worried, and it was better to keep a gentle friendship as light as water.
"Nice to meet you. Are you going to class?"
Wang Huihui didn't wait for the two girls to reply, but burst out laughing. "Who's going to the classroom so early? We're going to the cafeteria. We were told last night to go get our meal tickets after breakfast. You know that, don't you?"
Forget it, this silly girl. Zhou Jiao had no interest in chatting with her anymore. The other party's mocking expression made Zhou Jiao speechless.
Since they were not close friends, she did not want to say much and just smiled and said, "Excuse me, I'll go walk around first." After saying that, she glanced at the other two girls and nodded.
Although Zhang Guoqing was chatting with everyone, his attention was always on his wife. He smiled and said, "Then you guys hurry up. I'll take Zhou Jiao to explore the way first."
"Go quickly. You'll go directly to the cafeteria later. Don't forget to bring your own bowls and chopsticks. They will be provided today."
Zhang Guoqing raised his hand and waved back, "Thank you."
Yi Jiefang patted Fang Dayong on the shoulder, grinned mischievously, crossed his arms again, whistled, and staggered into the room.
Fang Dayong glanced at the three girls coming down the stairs, rolled his eyes, picked up the washbasin and followed everyone to wash their faces.
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