"Xiaohui?"
Zhou Jiao nodded.
"It's really possible. He was raised by his grandfather."
This was too honest, and Zhou Jiao couldn't help laughing. Just now, when she came back, while her mother was changing clothes in the bedroom, she also briefly recounted those things.
"If it was him, he probably kept it a secret from Grandpa, otherwise he would have called me over a few days ago. In that case, for the child's safety, we should pretend we don't know anything. If anything happens to him in the future, please keep an eye on him."
"Yeah, that's what I meant."
"I treated them so well over the years, and finally there's someone with a conscience who knows how to be grateful."
Even though she disagreed, Zhou Jiao nodded. As long as she felt happy, why did she need to know whether it was for profit or for a little emotion?
As long as she is in the dark, her mother is happy!
Zhang Guoqing, who had the same idea as her, helped the three young masters to sleep in their beds, then returned to his room to take out his luggage bag and pack out gifts for his wife.
In the brief exchange with Zhou Jiao just now, he hadn't had time to hand over his private money. He had made light of what happened that night with his father-in-law, but in fact, without his wife's assistance, while he was freer to move, there were also many inconveniences.
However, he didn't plan to talk about these things with his little girl. A man should protect his lover and his family. He should just tease her with harmless little things to show off his achievements, and let him handle the rest!
Seeing a beautiful figure coming in, Zhang Guoqing smiled and asked, "Is our mother resting?"
"Yeah. I told her about Lin Dinghui."
"Just tell me. Dad also said that he would mention it to Mom when he came back this time. The situation is unclear now, and we can't hide anything from Mom anymore. Just leave it to Dad."
"Wife, I'll show you something."
Zhou Jiao glanced at the diamond in his hand and gave him a sidelong glance, "Don't think I'll let you go easily. Do you know how dangerous it is to act alone?"
Zhang Guoqing knew that his wife was still worried about not bringing her along to play, so he quickly coaxed her, "Dad is here this time, right? I'll definitely ask my wife out if I need anything in the future."
The father-in-law must bear the blame for this, otherwise he will be kicked out to sleep in the bedroom at night. As the saying goes, it is better for me to die than for my friend to die.
Zhou Jiao wasn't really angry. Seeing him push the blame onto her father, she just chuckled and let it go. "You're doing something bad and yet you still don't forget to pocket some money?"
"Just consider it as compensation for my wife's mental damage." Zhang Guoqing said shamelessly and stuffed all his private money into her.
"Will there be any clues left?"
Zhang Guoqing chuckled and shook his head. "Paintings and calligraphy and antiques are all readily available, and we have plenty of gold. Only these little things and banknotes are still somewhat useful. Keep them. I see you've been donating money so much, so I guess you don't have much cash on hand."
Zhou Jiao smiled embarrassedly.
Ill-gotten gains, especially those stolen from robberies, always made her feel uncomfortable. She was reluctant to part with jewelry and calligraphy, as those were more valuable when used to help those in need.
"This time, those families all donated money. I'll just put that stuff in the square with the other stuff. Secondly, we're in such a rush. Otherwise, I'd have enough for you to donate several times."
Speaking of donations, Zhou Jiao had a real complaint. Now, apart from the Beijing Welfare Institute and the elderly, she couldn't donate to anyone else because the post office's management was becoming increasingly strict.
And last time she went to an orphanage, damn... the living conditions of the children there didn't improve at all. She suspected that apart from the donations made in public, all the money was secretly swallowed up.
Also... she didn't dare to secretly give too much things to those suffering elderly people, because if she did, they would be snatched away, and she might even cause the elderly people to be beaten again.
Zhou Jiao felt a little bored when she thought of these things, but she didn't intend to mention this to him. There was always a way, so it was better to avoid causing him trouble.
With the return of Zhang Guoqing, father-in-law and son-in-law, the family felt like it had a backbone, and Zhou Jiao no longer had to worry about them day and night. After this incident, the family was calm for a short period of time and lived a quite leisurely life.
After the initial cleanup, order had returned to normal. Of course, morning, noon, and evening prayers still had to be performed, and the quotations still had to be used in daily life and work.
But you get used to it. Even an illiterate old lady can recite a string of classic quotations, not to mention Zhou Jiao who has a photographic memory.
The wave of going to the countryside to work continued to rise again and again. Unlike the initial active participation, by the Year of the Rooster in 1969, it was already in chaos.
Even if transportation was underdeveloped and the situation was too tight to allow for personal error, truth would eventually come to light. Those young men and women who had gone to the military corps or the countryside, as time wore on and their former passion faded, began to write letters to their families seeking help.
It's easy to go without looking back, with drums and gongs banging and red flowers being given as a farewell. But wanting to come back? Haha, that's hard. I don't know how many people are worried about it.
Forget about other places. Just look at Zhou Jiao's colleagues at work. Who among those over 40 doesn't have four or five children? Leaving one or two children in the city is already the limit of their ability, except under limited conditions.
Just now, the colleagues in front had just finished discussing so-and-so’s children who were going to the countryside to work in the fields, and then Jin Lijuan was worried about her second daughter who was making a fuss about wanting to come back.
"Didn't the child want to leave on her own? She blames you as her mother. You are too ignorant." Shao Dongrui couldn't help but speak frankly after listening to the elder sister's complaints.
But how could a straight man like him understand a woman who was a mother? Especially one who had reached premature menopause. No matter how naive she was, she was still a piece of her flesh.
"Alas, it's all because we, as parents, are incompetent. The eldest son of the Wang family in our compound joined the army directly from the Northeast Corps."
Zhou Jiao's eyes flashed when she heard that, and she lowered her head to continue copying the data.
"Sister Jin, one of my wife's nephews is returning to the city to take over his grandfather's job. Go back and discuss this with your elders to see if it's feasible."
Shao Dongrui was quite enthusiastic and gave some advice after thinking for a while.
But Zhou Jiao had just learned from others that Sister Jin's third child had graduated from junior high school and was old enough to go to the countryside. The quota had to be reserved for her son.
The remaining youngest son was about the same age as her son Ping An, so there was no need to worry. It was a pity that her only daughter had to go so far away.
Of course, putting aside the fact that there is no such thing as preference for boys over girls, it is probably because the children can't stand the hardship, which is one of the reasons why Jin Lijuan's second daughter is making a fuss about wanting to come back.
These greenhouse flowers who grew up in their parents' arms since childhood, even if their families often send them packages, how can they still remember the lofty ambitions they had at that time?
For a moment, only the two of them were talking in the office. The other one, Shen Zhao, was Wu Shaolin's aunt's cousin. He got married late and had a young child, so he spoke even less.
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