In the warm living room, Zhou Jiao was startled by the words, lowered her eyelids, and touched the rim of the cup in her hand. Fire, the Zhou family was destroyed in a fire after the incident.
Zhang Guoqing, who was standing by, glanced at his wife from the corner of his eye, nodded with a smile at Yi Jiefang, and echoed in agreement, "That makes perfect sense."
"Of course. Many people have noticed this problem. Who lives on that street? No one dares to speak up for the Liang family."
Zhang Guoqing sighed, "When gods fight, who among mortals dares to step forward?"
"Yeah, what a pity for those guys. They were used like knives for a few..."
"Da Yi!" Zhang Guoqing interrupted quickly, "Don't ever say that again. You might just say it out loud one day. Have you forgotten how many people have gotten into trouble because of their careless words?"
Yi Jiefang quickly patted his lips and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, I was really wrong. Wasn't this in front of you two? I forgot about it once I relaxed."
"Don't tell anyone about this in front of us anymore." Zhou Jiao looked at him sternly and repeatedly warned him, "Director Hao from Dayong's unit was reported by his wife. Have you forgotten?"
"Yes. In the past few months, how many families have been defeated by their own children? Husbands and wives have turned against each other, sons have sued their fathers, daughters have sued their mothers, and there's all sorts of chaos going on."
Yi Jiefang knew that the couple had good intentions, and nodded happily and made constant assurances.
"I wonder how long it will take to search these five courtyards." Yi Jiefang was still very curious about the unknown result.
"Sleep for a night and the news will spread tomorrow."
"It's a pity that it's winter now, otherwise we could wait a little longer."
Zhang Guoqing's mind flashed back to his father-in-law's cold face, and he suddenly realized something. No matter who had struck first, it looked like they were going for a heavy blow this time.
Zhou Jiao also wanted to be there to crack some melon seeds and watch the show. She left the two brothers chatting and went upstairs.
Ping An was about to speak, but when he saw her signaling for silence, he immediately blinked.
After seeing her two younger sons taking a nap, Zhou Jiao took him back to her bedroom and briefly recounted what Yi Jiefang had said about the Liang family downstairs.
Ping An lowered his voice and said, "Mom, do you want to go out?"
"Not only that, but it also has to be inconspicuous."
Ping An rolled his eyes. Was he about to do something bad? He immediately patted his chest and said, "Mom, you say it, and your son will cooperate with you."
Zhou Jiao had exactly that in mind! Detailed entry and exit records were kept for the compound, so Zhang Guoqing had to be there. As long as the mother and daughter found a good excuse, they would be safe.
After checking the time, Zhou Jiao took action immediately, as she really couldn't leave until her two sons woke up.
"Mom will be leaving soon. Your job is to help me keep your dad steady. Is that okay?"
Ping An immediately shook his head, "No! You must take me with you."
"Good baby, you have to trust your mother."
Is this a matter of believing it? If something happens to his mother, who will compensate him? Ping An was full of resistance.
Zhou Jiao: ...
"Are you worried about your mother? Silly son, don't you think about it? The Liang family has collapsed, so why do they still need me to take action? I just want to go and see the fun."
"real?"
"Could Mom have lied to you?" Zhou Jiao patted his forehead. "You're just like your dad, worrying for nothing. I wanted to go see your master-grandfather anyway. This old man..."
Zhou Jiao sighed and changed the subject subtly. "I went there a few days ago, and the old man said he wanted to go back to his hometown. I'm worried he'll sneak back this weekend. I was thinking of going there tomorrow morning before work. If I could just watch the fun, wouldn't that be killing two birds with one stone? Unfortunately, Dayi is downstairs. If I say I'm going to the city, he'll definitely follow me. If I don't tell him, your dad will run to the city to pick me up. It's really embarrassing."
Ping An glanced at her and said, "Mom, do you know that you talk more when you feel guilty or nervous?"
Zhou Jiao's eyes widened, "Aren't I explaining this to you?"
"I'm your son, how can I not understand you?"
"Aren't you supposed to be my son and I should know you better? Son, you will have no friends if you continue like this!" Zhou Jiao was so depressed. Every time she saw her son arguing with Xiaoyu, she would secretly laugh.
See, retribution is inevitable.
"If I don't have friends, I don't have friends! One or two close friends are enough. If I don't have any, it doesn't matter. I'm very busy and don't have time to bother with outsiders."
Zhou Jiao raised her hands in frustration, "I surrender. I'm not leaving."
Ping An giggled with joy.
"Bad boy, I was originally thinking of asking your master to go with me and see if we could do something bad. You just happened to help me calm your father down." Zhou Jiao half-truthed and half-said, "Think about it, if I really did something, and your father wasn't by my side, who would believe it was you, my mother, who did it?"
Ping An shook his head. Even if he was a flower, it wouldn't work unless he was brought along. His master was just an old man, and her mother was just a flowery fighter. It really wouldn't work!
A hint of pride flashed in Zhou Jiao's eyes. "Boy! You're still a little naive to compete with your mother. I'll show you what it means to be dragged down. I'll have to help you even if I don't want to!"
Zhou Jiao took out a ball of yarn and started to chat with him while casting on the needles. "This time, Mommy is knitting you a blue sweater. Do you like the color?"
"No, I have it. My hands are tired."
"Nine out of ten of your sweaters are red. A bright red sweater on a grass green military uniform? Red and green? An eyesore!" Zhou Jiao said, shaking her head in disgust.
Ping An was so happy that his face was wide with smile. "Mom, you can knit it for yourself. It doesn't matter what color I wear as a little kid."
"Now you're not saying you're a grown man anymore?" Zhou Jiao smiled. "Mom has a lot of good stuff, and I'll wear it all inside. Adults are different from you three brothers. No one will find fault with you when you wear it, but when we put it on, those people with pink eye will be eager to take action."
"My hands aren't tired either. I just have nothing to do at work every day, so I knit with them. Listen to your Uncle Dayi's laughter. It's a good thing he's not back home, otherwise he'd definitely attract wolves to howl."
Ping An laughed happily.
"I'll go down and listen to what they're saying. If Liuyi and Wuyi wake up, they can shout. Got it?"
"Okay, Mom, change the book for me."
After taking care of her son, Zhou Jiao went downstairs calmly. It was time to leave since it was getting dark.
She went to the kitchen and chatted with Aunt Chen for a while. Taking advantage of Zhang Guoqing's inattention, Zhou Jiao sneaked out and ran away from home. As for what would happen after she left, her family would naturally take care of it.
It wasn't that Zhang Guoqing hadn't considered taking advantage of the situation to rob him, but the key was that Lao Tie was there; he couldn't just kick him out, could he? He also secretly pondered how to avoid registering to leave the compound.
Little did he know that when he wasn't paying attention, his wife had already left him and ran away.
As soon as Yi Jiefang left, Zhang Guoqing went to the kitchen first, secretly thinking, I don’t know what Jiaojiao is busy with. She has been in there for so long that the full banquet can be served.
"Jiaojiao, I went upstairs this morning."
Zhang Guoqing said "oh" and turned around with a questioning look on his face. Although he had been chatting with Dayi, most of his attention was on his wife. Did she really go upstairs?
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