Zhou Jiao had no idea of the kid upstairs's plans.
Even if they knew, so what? The three fair-skinned sons who were jointly taught by her, her father, and Zhang Guoqing had long since become black sesame dumplings.
The cool breeze blew past, making her almost fall asleep. If Cheng Ruzhu hadn't been interrupted by the sound of her chatting with her mother, she would have fallen asleep.
All loving parents revolve around their children throughout their lives. Regardless of their education level or family background, they always want to provide a long-lasting life for their children and grandchildren.
Is it vulgar?
No!
Having sons, Zhou Jiao understood Cheng Ruzhu's anxiety very well. Even though she often said that when Ping'an and the others grew up, she would let them go and let them fly.
But deep down, wasn't he always thinking about their future path, wasn't he preparing to leave them a huge fortune? Otherwise, what use would that pile of material possessions be to him?
"...My second child is neither progressing nor improving, and that worries me the most. Aside from attending classes half a day, he's stuck at home whenever he has free time. And he's the best student, so now that the college entrance exams are suspended..."
Miao Lishan listened to her mumbling, her eyes drifting helplessly towards her daughter from time to time. She really didn't know how to persuade her. Her daughter Jiaojiao had never been troubled by these problems. Before anything happened, the child had already made her own arrangements. Not to mention that she would consult her child whenever she encountered problems.
She was so worried that she was going to die for Cheng Ruzhu!
"...What's the point of having so many sons? The eldest has been arranged, and now I have to worry about his marriage. Now I understand why daughters age so quickly after they turn 40. It's all about worry."
Zhou Jiao glanced at her mother from the corner of her eye. She was convinced by her mother's heartlessness. If someone more sensitive heard this, they would probably resent her.
Isn't her aunt showing off?
It seems that the relationship between these two people is getting better and better, and there is a reason for it!
If Zhou Jiao, who was always protective of her, didn't know exactly how Cheng Ruzhu favored her, she would have tried someone else just because she felt a little unhappy. Let's see if she would ignore the other person!
Old Mrs. Cheng was rocking comfortably in the rocking chair next to the stone table... Before the lights-out signal sounded, she was already snoring softly, and she didn't even notice that Zhou Jiao had covered her with a sheet.
In this way, on this beautiful night, Cheng Ruzhu became emotional and found a soulmate.
"You're really overthinking it. You're even worrying about your child's marriage. If you say that, wouldn't your aunt be extremely anxious? I remember that the eldest child is only two years younger than Jiaojiao, right?"
"If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten. Did you hear what my mother said? That child has been engaged since childhood, and the marriage will be reported when she turns 18 this year."
Miao Lishan nodded. No one was careless when it came to the marriage of the Cheng family's eldest grandson. She had heard Old Madam Cheng say this more than ten times. They were a good match, but she didn't know what the girl's character was like.
Zhou Jiao rolled her eyes secretly. This topic was getting off track. And where were they planning to hold the wedding? She didn't even mention the key point.
"Have you seen the little girl? What does she look like?"
Cheng Ruzhu shook her head. "I saw her a few times when I was little, but then she went back to her hometown, which is far from the capital, so I haven't seen her since. When she grew up, she followed her parents into the army."
As she spoke, she compared her height. "She was this tall then. She was a very generous little girl, smiling all the time. I heard from my sister-in-law that she looked like her mother."
"I don't know her mother."
Zhou Jiao couldn't help but chuckle when she heard this. Her own mother... This reply was truly invincible!
"The horn is about to blow, I will go back with Ruzhu first. Dad, Xiaoyu will trouble you two elders." Wen Congwen saw that a lot of wine had been drunk and there were only a few side dishes left, so he said goodbye.
Old Cheng looked at his still sleeping wife, but didn't bother to disturb her. He continued, "My dear grandson! Your mother and I are just bored. If you have nothing to do, you two should come over and sit with us."
"I'll let Xiao Wang take you back."
"No need, big brother. We can just ride our bikes."
Old Cheng waved his hand and said, "I've already made arrangements for Xiao Chen, so there's no need to bother Xiao Wang. I have some things at home for them to take back with them."
Cheng Ruzhu heard the noise and came over to persuade him, "Dad, I have some at home. You can keep it for my mom and me. If Xiaoyu doesn't listen, you can whip him a few more times."
Old Cheng glared at him and said, "Have your mother and I ever used a whip on you since you were little? You whipped Xiaoyu, I think you're more likely to be whipped."
It's true that the generations are close! After being scolded by the old man, Cheng Ruzhu shrank her neck and smiled at him. Isn't this just a matter of words? With her parents-in-law at home, not to mention that she is reluctant, even if she wants to be cruel, she won't have the chance.
Hearing the noise below, Ping An looked at the alarm clock and wiped the chessboard, "My aunt and the others are going back, let's go down first."
"Huh? I'm almost winning."
Ping An nodded perfunctorily, "Yeah, next time we'll kill Go."
Wen Yu rubbed his nose guiltily. He couldn't even beat the little guy at military chess, so how could he even play Go? He'd better forget it! He was so frustrated by all the times that he almost didn't want to live anymore.
He chuckled twice and shouted from the window, "Mom and Dad, wait a minute, I'll be down right away."
Wuyi looked at his long legs with envy, then looked at his own height with regret, "Uncle, come early tomorrow for breakfast."
"Our May Day is still the best."
"Don't sleep in, it will be too late." Liuyi raised his eyelids and said coldly.
"Liuyi, you're twins, why are you so different? You're not cute at all."
"It's a pity that no one loves me."
"Nonsense."
"You're cute! I'm a real man."
"Shh..." Wen Yu sneered, "A hairless little brat, you're still a man!"
Liuyi rolled his eyes and said, "The one with more hair is an orangutan."
"And wild animals, they're all animals." Wuyi added, "Congratulations to my uncle for growing hair."
"Little thing, are you two brothers teaming up to mock me?"
"Where? Look at your head, it's all hairy."
Ping An watched the three of them walk and bicker, a charming smile forming on his lips. The occasional words his parents uttered were again appropriated by his younger brothers.
He considered himself an adult and couldn't join in the conversation, lest this "little uncle" get so angry that he vomited blood. You know, it's not easy to have a good playmate who you can talk to!
The shouts of the children coming downstairs and the voices of people talking in the yard finally woke up the sleeping Old Lady Cheng. She sat up dazedly.
As soon as I saw it, I smiled and shook my head. Time really waits for no one. I am old, really old... I go to bed when it's time.
Unlike everyone else who was saying goodbye and talking to each other, Xiao Ping'an had already picked up a cup of warm water and handed it to her, "Grandma, drink some water first, we're not in a hurry."
The old lady beamed with joy. "Oh, my dear, you are still so considerate." After taking a sip, she said, "Are you sleepy? Go to bed early. You have to exercise early tomorrow morning."
"good."
Mr. Cheng, whose attention was mostly on his wife, smiled and looked at Zhang Guoqing approvingly.
In addition to his son's filial piety, there must also be a subtle and long-term influence. It is not difficult to see that the Zhou family is kind and filial, and all of this is inseparable from the contribution of Zhang Guoqing, the son-in-law.
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