A week later, Zhou Jiao came home from get off work. As soon as she stepped into the yard, she heard Yi Jiefang's loud and excited voice in the living room still telling these bad things.
Of course, his focus was not on the people who had been uprooted, but on showing off that his old friends were not in the capital and could not join in the fun.
"As soon as we got off work, we asked Dazhi to find out what was going on. It's such a shame that such an amazing thing didn't even make the headlines."
Wan Dayong interjected unhappily, "And it's in the newspapers? Wishful thinking! If it hadn't been such a big fuss, he would have been secretly executed long ago. But the heroes who did this are really capable. After that, it's much quieter out there now."
"Big Shrimp" Zhang Guoqing shook his head regretfully. "What a pity! I shouldn't have left the capital earlier. From what you guys said, I can tell that guy's martial arts skills must be very high. It would be great if I could learn a few tricks from him."
"Get lost! You're dreaming. If those people really show up, they'll probably end up in the bullpen. Such a serious incident has caused such a stir. Do you think the higher-ups will let these lawless bunch who disrupted social order off?"
Zhou Jiao, who came in from outside, glanced at Zhang Guoqing and planned to use a ruler to measure the thickness of his face at night, or to measure the size of his face. Well, this is possible.
When Zhang Guoqing saw her, his eyes lit up and he jumped up immediately, "Wife, you're back! Your husband is home!"
Yi Jiefang immediately covered his face with his hands and shouted to Wan Dayong and the others, "I don't know this guy!"
"Ping'an, go to the kitchen and find a bone for your father."
"Hahaha...how many days have you been away? How many autumns have passed?"
Zhang Guoqing smiled disapprovingly and kicked his buddies, "What a shame!"
Ping An stepped forward and took Zhou Jiao's briefcase. "Mom, Dad is back. We're having a family dinner tonight."
Zhou Jiao greeted everyone with a smile and asked curiously, "Oh, what did your dad bring back?"
"My dad went hunting."
Of course, there are also some local specialties from the farm.
No wonder these guys took action upon hearing the news. It is probably inseparable from Zhang Guoqing's hype.
Zhou Jiao smiled and turned to walk towards the kitchen. "Mom, show me your skills tonight. Is Grandpa back?"
"He came back, changed his clothes, and went out again. He said he had a meeting and would be home late tonight, so we should eat first and not wait for him. I also called grandma to let her know that my grandpa and dad were back. She said she would be back as soon as she finished her work, so we should eat first too. My dad just asked Grandma Chen to bring her some food."
Zhou Jiao nodded, "Then go to the living room. We don't need you to light the fire in the kitchen."
Since the advent of gas, Zhou Jiao had given up using earthen stoves or coal stoves, except in the coldest months of winter. Putting aside her discomfort with the earthen stove, Aunt Chen alone was overwhelmed by the demands of preparing three meals a day and doing the housework.
Although the price of 3.2 yuan for a gas tank seems high, it is actually very durable and she doesn't have to watch the stove and cook at the same time.
Good man Zhang Guoqing had already taken out some snacks and wine and placed them on the coffee table when his wife entered the kitchen. "Please feel free to do whatever you want. I'll go help my wife. I'll treat you all to a big dinner tonight."
Yi Jiefang was too lazy to pay attention to this shameless bastard and waved his hand to tell him to get lost! Wan Dayong and the others laughed heartily.
A few people chatted and laughed, but they would not just sit back and enjoy the fruits of their labor. Seeing that Aunt Chen had not returned yet, they ran to the kitchen to join in the fun, stealing food from time to time to have fun.
After dinner, three or five of their "friends" made excuses not to disturb the young couple's reunion, and after they had eaten and drunk their fill, they ordered some snacks before saying goodbye and leaving.
With so many friends left, there were really not many left. Zhang Guoqing kicked a few people away with a helpless smile, and only then did he have time to tell his wife and sons where he had been and who he had met in the past few days.
But man, is that the point? Your son has exposed everything about you, the father.
Ping An kept glancing at his mother, wondering whether he should torture her to extract a confession, by using a soft or hard method?
Zhou Jiao, who likes to settle scores later, winked at her son. How could he be so impatient at such a young age? Didn’t he see that Liuyi and Wuyi had already started to go upstairs?
She played the role of the patient wife perfectly, occasionally saying in surprise, "Really? I met someone I know."
"Is it so fun? Next time, bring the three of us along."
"Well, my man is really good at hunting."
Ping An couldn't bear to look at his father's silly grin. Why didn't he know when to quit and confess? The softer his mother's smile, the more severe the punishment afterwards. He always worried about his foolish father.
Do you think your wife won't be angry if you leave your mother behind and become a hero alone? How naive! His grandfather said that women's minds are smaller than the tip of a needle.
Ping'an followed in the footsteps of his twin brothers and went up the stairs. He could see his father boasting about how he had been doing outside these days with a smug look on his face.
"Brother, I'm tired."
"Yes, you see, I was so happy to see you that I forgot you had to work all day. Wife, come on, go upstairs, I'll give you a back massage. Have you missed me these days?"
Ping'an's good hearing, which he inherited from Zhang Guoqing, came into play at this moment, and he was almost scared to the point of falling down the stairs by his father's shameless words.
"Yes, I think about you every day when you will come back."
It would be better if his mother's tone wasn't so gnashing and weird. Ping An immediately quickened his pace and went upstairs. He was still young, so he should stay safe with his younger brothers!
Ping An didn't know who was the winner in this battle between his parents, but half an hour later, seeing his parents pushing aside the three brothers and smiling as they walked into the lounge, it seemed that no one had lost!
"Sons, come and give daddy a hug."
"Dad, I miss you so much that I can't sleep every day."
"Me too. I can't find you when I get home from school every day."
Ping'an looked at his brothers speechlessly. He refused to admit that he had been so talkative in the past.
Can't sleep? I won't wake up unless the bugle rings. Looking for dad after school? I've made so many phone calls, I already guessed when grandpa and dad would be home. Who am I kidding?
But silly dad Zhang Guoqing happily touched the little heads of his twin sons and said, "Really? Dad misses you too. Every day when I have free time, I wonder what you are doing."
"Ping'an, eldest son, why aren't you talking? Come on, give daddy a hug."
Ping An suddenly smiled brightly, forgetting all the talk she had just a few seconds ago. She immediately cuddled into his arms and said, "Dad, you're going to spoil us."
"You can't spoil your father's son! This time I went out with your grandpa to visit those old friends. Those naughty kids were really a headache. Your grandpa and I almost got into a fight."
Now it was Zhou Jiao's turn to be speechless. She shook her head secretly. There is really no other father in the world like you who is so kind that he wants to pick the stars in the sky for his son!
However, it is not difficult to understand why he did that this time. It also proves once again that it is not that he can't do it, but to touch his son is really to touch his reverse scale!
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