As the couple was talking, Zhang Guoqing turned off the main lights, lit the small bedside lamp, raised his pillow, leaned against the headboard, hugged his wife, and patted her gently.
Zhou Jiao glanced at him coquettishly. She was not a child!
"Hahaha..." Zhang Guoqing laughed heartily. This little girl always made him feel like he was raising a daughter. Of course, his objection was useless!
Zhou Jiao patted his hard chest silently, then looked at his fair skin under the light and laughed softly. She just thought of a group of rough and dark soldiers in the bathhouse with a little white sheep in between, and the picture was so incongruous.
No wonder this guy doesn’t like bathhouses!
She wondered how he had gotten through that embarrassing time at the military academy. Could his hard work in winning awards have been a factor?
Well, she has to find out what Yi Jiefang has to say when she has time.
"Hmm, I really like your man?" Zhang Guoqing said, showing off his arms. "Look at your man. Mr. World Bodybuilding is nothing."
"If I hadn't been a man who kept a low profile, my face would have been on the cover of that military newspaper brochure last year. No one has my tough guy image..."
Zhou Jiao smiled maliciously, stretched out her hands to pinch his face, and squeezed it hard, saying, "You've always been so low-key? Where's your face? Where's your face? Do you want to take a photo with this wild woman?"
"Mo... I'm so tired..."
The vague "I like you the most" pleased Zhou Jiao, making her smile. She gently rubbed his face, outlining his features.
"Wife, darling, all things in this world are like dust, but you are the pearl in my heart. You are in my bones and melt in my blood, and I cannot let you go!"
"Hahaha..." As soon as Zhou Jiao finished speaking, she burst into laughter and fell limply into his arms.
"That's not right. Shouldn't you respond to me enthusiastically and beg me to give birth to a baby? I thought about this for a long time before I remembered it. It became a huge hit on the internet at the time."
Hearing this, Zhou Jiao looked up at his feigned expression of grievance and laughed so hard that she cried out, "Ouch, my stomach, my intestines, they hurt so much."
Zhang Guoqing smiled and shook his head, gently rubbing her belly. Finally, all his efforts were not in vain; his wife should be smiling every day.
As they rubbed each other, the atmosphere between the couple began to become ambiguous. Zhou Jiao blushed with embarrassment, rolled her eyes at him coquettishly, and immediately moved closer in his arms.
This old driver wants to drive again!
"Brother, I passed by the West City Garbage Station today. Oh, no, it should be called the Scrap Collection Station. The yard outside that shabby yard was full of stuff, and truckloads of stuff were being transported there."
Zhang Guoqing smiled mysteriously at her, not caring at all that his wife was starting to play tricks on him.
Hehe...distract yourself?
The night is still long.
—No more internet, no more cell phones, no more endless social engagements. Working from sunrise to sunset, life feels truly fulfilling.
But, he's already set his sights on the scrap yard? Look, this idea is really bad... But why does he like his wife more and more the more he looks at her?
"I wanted to go in and take a look, but unfortunately there were quite a few people around. When it was empty, I hurried back out. Are you interested in going to Taobao?"
Zhang Guoqing touched his nose. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. If it was too mild, not only would it be tiring to wander around, but it would also tire his wife out. If it was too severe, his wife would be deeply disappointed.
Actually, actually… not to mention the scrap collection station in the west of the city, he’d even visited the scrap stations in the suburbs. No one knew more about it than him!
Rare ancient books and famous paintings and calligraphy are sent to paper mills to be turned into pulp; precious woods and furniture such as huanghuali and red sandalwood are thrown into blast furnaces as fuel because of their high oil content and fire resistance.
These are all fake!
There are no blind people or fools in Beijing.
The most common items at several scrap collection stations are enamel washbasins with big holes in them, kettles with broken inner tanks, coarse porcelain bowls broken into eight pieces, and the like.
Besides these discarded daily necessities, the most common items were bits and pieces of wood that could be used as firewood. The better wood had long been taken to the woodworking factory for further processing.
There were some newspapers, but they were all tattered. Even textbooks, who didn't have a series of gourd brothers, waiting for the second child to take over and recycle them?
Besides, even if people are scattered, school still has to be open half a day, so how can there really be few books? At least we have to wait for the "going to the countryside" wave to arrive, right?
Occasionally, there were textbooks pulled down by trucks, and he saw it with his own eyes...
The uncles and aunties at the purchasing station had already carefully collected them aside, and were planning to sell them to some school-going child to save some money for the country.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Jiao looked at him puzzledly.
Is this a difficult thing?
She would go shopping if she had time, but forget it if she didn’t. She just wanted to save some old things that carried historical traces.
"Jiaojiao, there are too many shrewd people in the Forty-Nine City, and even more with sharp eyes. It's completely different from what you imagined, with comic books sold by the pile, bronzes weighed by the pound, and expensive furniture moved around casually."
Zhou Jiao laughed happily, "What nonsense are you talking about?" She waved her hand casually, "Forget it, I'll go take a look later when I have time. It's not a big deal."
It really wasn't a big deal in Zhou Jiao's mind. She had one thing she didn't say explicitly: if she really wanted to go shopping on Taobao, she'd bring her three lucky babies along, and they'd definitely have a ton of treasures.
Is it worth the effort?!
But if you walk by the river often, you will get your feet wet. She would never let her children take risks for the sake of material things. She is not a stepmother!
Zhang Guoqing felt much more at ease after hearing her say this. He then gave her a brief overview of the current conditions of the various scrap yards, just in case she felt like wandering over.
While Zhou Jiao was listening to his story, her mind was thinking uncontrollably.
She thought more and more carefully than Zhang Guoqing, especially about the many precious cultural relics that were lost abroad in later generations.
With the country now under strict control, apart from some people going abroad to exchange for foreign currency to buy equipment, how did the rest get out? She thought of that big black market.
If there is one, there will be two. With so many provinces and cities in the country, how many big black markets are there?
Different from trading daily necessities, this is a true anti-GN, a true pan-nationalist.
But what would a group of desperate men, desperate for their lives, not dare to do? But therein lies the problem! Is the upstream supplier involved in their supply chain an individual or a group?
It’s terrifying when you think about it.
Zhou Jiao thought about this for a long time, but it didn't take her long. She didn't plan to tell Zhang Guoqing or her father about these suspicions, because otherwise they would worry about her again.
For her, the first thing she had to do was to protect her family first, and then the whole society. In such a situation where everyone was in danger, what could she possibly do alone?
She is not Ultraman, and she is not saving all mankind!
Zhang Guoqing finished speaking, and finally gave a worried reminder: "If you really want to go out and play, remember not to act on your own. It's very dirty in there. If anything happens, we have to act together."
Look! Here they come again. But if she were to encounter criminals, she would be happy to lend a hand without endangering her own safety.
"I've told you five times tonight not to act on your own, Aunt Zhang!"
"Okay... I have good intentions but you still despise me. Just wait and see how I punish you!"
The night was already deep, and just as Zhang Guoqing had expected, it was very long, very long...
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