In the early morning, the yard is shrouded in mist and the morning light is dim. A cool breeze blows, bringing bursts of floral fragrance from the corners of the wall, making people feel refreshed.
Zhou Jiao came down the stairs and looked at the little figure doing horse stance in the yard with a smile. She didn't care about the child's IQ, but her character was what mattered to her.
There are many precocious children, but why do they often fall behind the crowd? They are too good at using their cleverness and lack the perseverance of Yugong moving mountains.
Zhou Jiao is very pleased that Ping An has been able to hold on for so long. Her son's future path will require a long period of patience and low profile, and he must learn to enjoy solitude. All of this depends on perseverance.
Zhou Jiao stood there for a while, and seeing that he was the same as usual, she didn't bother him. She went into the kitchen alone, and saw Aunt Chen sweating inside, and smiled gratefully.
Logically, the other party shouldn't have to work so hard. With her father's position, her family could have hired a cook, and Aunt Chen would only have to do the housework.
Outsiders didn't know the real reason and thought her father refused because there were few people in the family. They also thought her father was a righteous man who didn't like waste and ostentation, but they didn't know that her father was tired of having outsiders in the house.
This made Aunt Chen more tired. This also prompted Zhou Jiao to help in the kitchen whenever she had time, and she even refused to let Aunt Chen help wash underwear. She really liked this aunt and hoped to reduce her burden and make her happy to stay at her home.
When Aunt Chen saw her come in, her face immediately lit up with a smile. She glanced at the sky outside and asked, "Why don't you take a break? How about some plain porridge in the morning?"
"Okay. I miss your cooking skills the most when I'm away."
Aunt Chen laughed heartily, "It's not as comfortable outside as at home. You've lost weight since you went out. I'll have to cook your favorite dishes for lunch to nourish you."
Zhou Jiao nodded with a smile.
"I'm almost done, hurry out, it's so hot."
"No, I'll stay with you for a while. Has your aunt gone home recently? I'm back now, do you want to go back and see her?"
"I just came home from the Hai City with your mom and the others after buying a lot of things. Go and stay with the kid, or he'll sneak out again soon."
Zhou Jiao smiled helplessly. She didn't know how to describe her feelings when she heard that her son had recently become so capable that he went out every day to collect branches and leaves to bring home.
Standing at the kitchen door, watching the child practicing boxing in a realistic manner, Zhou Jiao's eyes flashed with a strange look, and she stared at the child in a daze.
Ping'an put his fist away and slowly exhaled. Seeing Zhou Jiao not far away showing a happy smile, he rushed towards her with a stern face.
Zhou Jiao squatted down and was about to pick him up, and asked, "Baby, are you too tired like this?"
Ping An looked at the sweat on his body, shook his head and smiled, "Mom, I'm dirty, please take me to take a shower. I'm not tired at all, and my archery skills have improved. It's a pity that I can't go out to practice."
Zhou Jiao understood the hidden meaning in his words and looked at him with amusement.
"Mom, if you're busy, forget it."
Oh, you know how to retreat in order to advance. Zhou Jiao shook her head with a smile, "Where do you want to go?"
Ping An whispered in my ear, "Grandpa said I haven't been back home for a long time, so he asked us to go back during the New Year. It's too cold during the New Year, and I don't want to leave. Can we go now?"
Zhou Jiao felt a lot of pressure under the child's expectant gaze. She hesitated for a moment, then nodded. Seeing his grin, she quickly said, "Don't be too happy yet. Mom still needs to discuss this with your grandpa and dad."
Ping An patted his chest and smiled, "No problem! I know Mom still has things to deal with. We'll leave in a couple of days when Grandpa goes on a business trip."
Zhou Jiao stroked his head and jokingly said, "You've already made this plan. Okay, Mom will try her best to cooperate with you. But did you inform your grandfather beforehand?"
Ping An smiled shyly, "Mom, you're so smart. Grandpa said he and grandma missed me, so I slipped a small piece of paper inside when Dad wasn't paying attention. I didn't tell him when I'd be back home, but told him to wait for me."
"Baby is a good child and a filial child. Your grandparents will definitely be very happy to see him."
“I think I’m a good kid too!”
The laughter of mother and son rang out in the yard, making Zhou Xiaozheng, his father-in-law and son-in-law, who had just returned from early morning exercise outside the house, smile knowingly.
****
At this time, in a northeastern county town thousands of miles away, Father Zhang, who had just finished practicing Tai Chi in a small square, waved goodbye to his old friends, and the three in-laws chatted as they walked.
Zhang Meihao's father-in-law, Uncle Chen, had noticed early on that his in-laws were all beaming with joy. Now that they were alone with Accountant Zhang, he finally asked, "You look so happy, is there some big news?"
Father Zhang thought to himself that someone had finally asked, otherwise he would have been too embarrassed to show off. He chuckled at the two of them.
Accountant Zhang suddenly had an idea. "Is Xiaowu back?"
Father Zhang said nothing, just shook his head and laughed. He carefully took out a handkerchief from his pocket, opened it, took out a note and handed it to them, not forgetting to tell them to be careful.
Uncle Chen motioned Accountant Zhang to take a look first. He was also very curious about what it was that his in-laws treasured it so much.
Accountant Zhang laughed after reading it and handed it to Uncle Chen, "Take a look at the signature."
Father Zhang asked him, "How is it? My son Ping'an wrote this for me. How old is he? He can write so well. Isn't his handwriting beautiful? His grandmother said his handwriting is even better than the one in the book."
Accountant Zhang knew that Zhang Laoer was waiting for his praise, and he nodded happily.
"Xiaowu told me that the child has even started practicing archery. Our Zhang family's traditional craft has finally been preserved. I plan to go back and burn some incense for my father today, so that he can be happy that there is someone to carry on his legacy."
Uncle Chen calculated the child's age and asked uncertainly, "After October this year, he should be five years old, right?" Seeing Father Zhang nod, he smiled and said, "Just like his father. Xiaowu was already hunting at eight, so he's about the same. No, he'll be even more successful than his father. You can tell he's been practicing his calligraphy for a long time. In ancient times, wealthy families started learning at the age of three. Your little grandson should also be three years old. He will definitely be a well-rounded person in the future."
Accountant Zhang immediately said, "Of course, a tiger father will have a tiger son. Second brother, so they won't be back until the end of the year? Then are you going to the capital these days?"
He had heard from his eldest son that Xiaowu had sent two letters urging his parents to bring the younger generation over to play. If they went there now, they would have to wait until the end of the year.
Father Zhang shook his head and smiled, "No. It's scorching hot in the capital right now."
"You old brat!" Accountant Zhang shook his head and laughed.
Uncle Chen advised, "If the child wants you to go, then you can stay there for a while. I heard from Zuo Lin that Xiaowu and his wife don't need a yard, and you don't need to live with your in-laws, so why are you being so picky?"
Father Zhang smiled but said nothing. He had never worried about having nowhere to live in the capital. Given his son's abilities, there was no way he and his wife would be wronged. But why would he go? The children were in school, and their presence would only cause them trouble. And, of course, he had to take care of the two remaining sons.
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