How does the pattern change? Does it change with status or with experience? These questions will gradually become clear to the couple.
On the contrary, with Zhou Xiaozheng as strong a father as he was, the days that were full of danger and fear for others slipped by quietly, and there was no disturbance until the twelfth lunar month.
After the first snow, Lady Liang was in trouble again. This time, with her man losing power, she was ultimately no better than a discarded pawn.
Zhou Jiao was not surprised at all by this result.
On the day Liang Shengnan was taken away from the capital and exiled, she stood quietly in the distance to see her off.
Perhaps for some people, the other party's crime does not deserve the death penalty.
But there are more innocent people in this world. Because of the other party's jumping around, many people with military merits have been implicated but fallen innocently, not to mention that the other party has been personally involved in the chess game.
Some people are celebrating, some are sad, and more are waiting for the weather to warm up after the snow. But history tells us that the old will be replaced by the new, and after the early winter, another cold winter is coming.
Sure enough, as time passed, the streets were no longer peaceful, and more and bigger conflicts broke out immediately. Even Dr. Hu, a retired doctor, could no longer take leave, not to mention that Zhou Jiao's senior brothers were so busy that they didn't even have time to drink a sip of water or chat.
It was the dead of winter, and every household was not only used to staying indoors, but also worried about being harmed by others. As a result, the only thing on the street was a group of cold-resistant children chasing and playing in front of their homes.
The hutong courtyard is located at the foot of the imperial city, and there are many patrolling guards nearby, so the public security is relatively reassuring. It is also located just a left turn from the park on the other side.
As soon as I entered the main house in the yard and lifted the thick cotton curtain, a gust of hot wind blew in my face, which was like two completely different worlds compared to the freezing weather outside.
Aunt Chen has started a new handicraft in winter. She is knitting sweaters. Of course, they are not their own. I heard that they are knitted for the sweater factory. She can earn 30 to 50 cents for an adult sweater.
Zhou Jiao didn't quite understand why she was so diligent and happy to contribute everything to her husband's nephew, but she didn't want to say too much, for fear that she would be accused of having too much to do.
Doctor Hu was boredly roasting potatoes by the stove. When he saw her come in, his eyes lit up and he was about to stand up with a smile, but suddenly his face darkened and he glared at her.
"Yesterday, two gangs of people were fighting, leaving many with broken arms and legs. Be careful on your way to and from get off work. If you see a fight, don't go over to watch..."
Zhou Jiao smiled knowingly, "Master, I haven't been here for a week. How have you been lately? I asked my son to bring you some lamb shanks as a side dish."
Doctor Hu's eyes flashed with a smile, and he warned his apprentice again, "I'm fine here, so don't go over there yet. You're wandering around in alleys, who knows if there's going to be another fight."
After saying that, he frowned worriedly, "You should also put something on your face. Keep an eye on the three children. Don't let them go out."
Zhou Jiao suppressed her smile and nodded obediently.
"Oh, I want to leave again."
"Master, it's useless for you to go anywhere. There's already a commotion here, and I think the situation outside might be even bigger. I heard from my classmates that some places have started real violence."
"real?"
Zhou Jiao nodded, "You probably won't lie to me."
Doctor Hu sighed repeatedly, saying it was a pity, but he didn't dare to look his apprentice in the eye.
"The countryside is still safer. So many young people in the city don't go to school or work, they just have too much energy. If these wild boys were sent to the countryside to do farm work, they would definitely not cause any trouble."
Doctor Hu's careless words startled Zhou Jiao so much that she curled her lips. "Master, you shouldn't study medicine. Being a charlatan is more promising!"
Since even he could think of this, it was likely that if they continued to make a fuss, new policies would be introduced soon. It was better to do it sooner rather than later; she was always worried every time she went to work.
It's really unbearable that everything was fine just now, but suddenly a group of people rushed towards you and performed a real martial arts scene, especially when they have their own wooden cannons and other things.
At work, Zhou Jiao heard her colleagues say that someone had occupied someone else's territory last night and there was blood all over the floor. She didn't dare tell anyone when she got home.
Even though her father and Zhang Guoqing kept reminding her and asking her about it, she pretended to be ignorant, otherwise she would probably become unemployed.
"Have the two little guys, Liuyi and Wuyi, been clamoring to practice martial arts? I saw them a while ago, and they still have to continue taking medicinal baths, but they can take advantage of this winter to practice horse stance at home."
Zhou Jiao laughed, "Master, let's wait a little longer. They are already building a house at home."
"Oh, playing at home, that's good too, it's better than going out."
"Yeah, almost." Zhou Jiao glanced at her master with amusement. "You really underestimated the three children! They are planning to build an ice house on the edge of the yard."
After chatting for a while, they found out that the person was fine and the things had been delivered. The days were short in winter, so Zhou Jiao took the advice and said goodbye. She also went for a walk outside first.
The notice that there would be no holidays starting from the Spring Festival this year had been announced in advance. The Lunar New Year of 1967 and 1978 officially entered a new era, and the New Year pictures and couplets on the streets also looked brand new and very modern.
From the beginning of spring to the end of the year, groups of people were assigned to other places, but the long queues for buying New Year's goods never shortened. It seems that the capital has always been crowded.
During a trip in late summer and early autumn, in addition to some gifts that were given openly, Zhou Jiao had privately exchanged all the gifts that could be exchanged for physical objects with the protection of Zhou Xiaozheng, the father-in-law and son-in-law.
So this time she bought some red paper and New Year pictures, and cashed in all her cloth coupons and industrial coupons. When she came out, she saw that she had plenty of time, so she inevitably wanted to bring some new comic books for the children.
After browsing the bookstore, Zhou Jiao looked at her clothes. They were not very eye-catching. She thought she should go to the nearest scrap collection station to have a look. Maybe she could find some rare ancient books before the end of the year.
The scrap collection station has a mottled old black wooden door and a large hole in the left eaves. The ground is littered with garbage and is in a mess. Even when standing in the yard, you can smell the moldy and damp odor, which is extremely unpleasant.
This... is really a scrap collection station.
Zhou Jiao concealed her surprise and told the aunt who came to greet her that she wanted to find some picture books and textbooks. Of course, she did not forget to secretly give her a dollar.
It turns out that money makes the world go round. The other party even pointed to the warehouse inside and said that illegal items could not be taken out.
Zhou Jiao smiled at her. Seeing how efficient she was, she probably had done this kind of work before. She wasn't interested in getting much, but simply wanted to see the current state of the scrap yard Zhang Guoqing mentioned.
This was a district scrap yard. Apart from the mountain of garbage covered in snow in the yard, there really wasn't anything good in the two warehouses inside. There were only broken cans and bowls, or torn newspapers and scraps of paper.
After walking around, even though she hadn't taken off her mask, she could still smell the foul odor in the air. Zhou Jiao took a rough look and felt that she had really wasted her dollar.
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