Wen Ziqing turned around and pressed a few places on the wall. After another soft "click", the cracks on the wall disappeared.
"Brother Ziqing, I'm going to sleep." Zhou Yuanyuan yawned with her mouth wide open. Although she felt very energetic, her little body had already sounded the alarm for sleep.
Wen Ziqing sat on a stool, listening to the long breathing of Zhao Yunxiang, her mother and son in their sleep in the bedroom, but his heart was in turmoil.
The method used to open the secret room here was exactly the same as the one Wen Ziqing had seen in his previous life. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to find it so accurately today.
The man with the secret room in his house also had the surname Zhou and was an adopted son of General Zhou's family in Kyoto. In his previous life, Wen Ziqing had heard that the man was a child of a branch of the Zhou family. General Zhou and his wife had no children, so they adopted Zhou Nianxin from the branch as their adopted son.
The identical secret room, the identical surname, made Wen Ziqing's expression grow graver. Could this Zhoujia Village be connected to General Zhou in some way?
Wu Jinfeng got up early the next morning.
Wu Jinfeng didn't sleep well all night, ready to listen to what Zhou Chunping had to say. But Zhou Chunping slept like a dead pig after drinking, just snoring and not saying a single useful word.
Damn old man! He's so tight-lipped. Wu Jinfeng secretly resented him.
Zhou Chunping was a man of many chauvinism, never consulting Wu Jinfeng about family matters, always making decisions on his own. By the time Wu Jinfeng learned about them, it was often too late, just as when his family moved from Daxing City to Zhoujia Village over 20 years ago. By the time Wu Jinfeng learned about it, Zhou Chunping had already transferred their household registration.
Wu Jinfeng was deeply resigned to the fact that she had only lived in the city for a few years before returning to the countryside. This was a painful experience for her. From then on, Wu Jinfeng would do everything she could to find out what Zhou Chunping was up to. She didn't want to be a fool and just follow Zhou Chunping's orders.
It was a winter morning and the temperature was a little low. Wu Jinfeng put on a thick cotton jacket and prepared to go to the kitchen to make breakfast.
As soon as Wu Jinfeng walked out of the room, she saw that the gate of her yard was wide open. A blue Suzuki pickup truck was parked at the door, and a middle-aged man who looked like a driver was unloading the goods from the truck.
"Oh! What are you doing?" Wu Jinfeng went to the door and asked curiously.
"Delivery." The driver, Lao Tian, glanced at Wu Jinfeng and blurted out two words.
"Delivery? What? You didn't deliver the wrong thing, did you?" Wu Jinfeng was even more curious. Was there anything about the Zhou family, big or small, that she didn't know about? Could this person have brought someone else's stuff to her house?
"Fish, yes, Zhao Yunxiang's house." Old Tian put the two snakeskin bags on his shoulders, walked around Wu Jinfeng, and went straight to the backyard.
Old Tian is a tight-lipped man. If he hadn't seen Wu Jinfeng coming out of the door and looking like Zhao Yunxiang's family member, Old Tian would have ignored her at all.
When Lao Tian delivered the goods yesterday, the leader of the reservoir explained that Zhao Yunxiang was not an ordinary person, but a major customer of the reservoir, and asked Lao Tian to be more careful when delivering the goods.
Drivers back then, especially those working in the workplace, were incredibly impressive. Wherever they went, they'd just haul the goods to the edge of the field and leave them there. It was rare to find a driver as proactive as Lao Tian helping move the goods.
Although Lao Tian didn't talk much, his mind was as clear as a mirror. These days, employees' promotions and salary increases were all decided by the boss's word. Even the boss looked up to him, so Lao Tian wouldn't put on airs and be annoying.
Fish? Oh my! So many fish? Perhaps a hundred pounds? From the third daughter-in-law's family? Wu Jinfeng's eyes lit up with excitement as she followed behind Old Tian.
The two large grass carp Zhao Guohui had brought over a few days ago were still on Wu Jinfeng's mind. Since Zhao Guohui wasn't around today, it should be okay to eat a fish from Zhao Yunxiang.
Thinking of the delicious braised fish that she hadn't eaten for a long time, Wu Jinfeng's mouth was full of saliva.
Zhao Yunxiang was up early. She'd been busy making fish balls with Aunt Qiuju for five or six hours yesterday. She'd agreed with the deliveryman, Lao Tian, that the fish would arrive earlier today, at 5:30, so she could finish her work and deliver the goods earlier, saving Zhao Guohui from having to crane his neck to wait for the fish balls to be delivered.
When Lao Tian carried two bags of fish into the kitchen, Zhao Yunxiang had already cooked her own breakfast and prepared the ingredients for making fish balls.
Seeing Lao Tian carrying two bags of fish, Zhao Yunxiang hurried over to take them and helped Lao Tian put the two bags of fish on the kitchen floor.
"From Lao San's house, there are so many fish. Did you buy them?" Wu Jinfeng stretched her neck to see if the fish in the bag were big. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yunxiang didn't understand her intentions at all. She was just talking politely to Lao Tian and didn't untie the tight tie on the bag.
Zhao Yunxiang was truly grateful to Old Tian. Not only had he delivered the fish so early in the morning, but he had also helped carry it in, saving Zhao Yunxiang a lot of effort. Carrying over a hundred pounds of fish from the front door to the backyard was a bit of a struggle for Zhao Yunxiang.
"It's not mine, it's from Xiaohui's unit." Seeing that Wu Jinfeng was determined to get to the bottom of the matter, Zhao Yunxiang had to evade the question.
Zhao Yunxiang knew that if she admitted the fish were hers, Wu Jinfeng would definitely take a few without a care in the world. The fish in the reservoir were all large, with the smallest weighing over four or five pounds. The number of fish balls could only increase each day, not decrease. This was what Zhao Guohui had promised Manager Wang.
Wu Jinfeng was too greedy. She took the fish away. What if there weren't enough fish balls to make? Zhao Yunxiang wasn't stupid. She just pushed the fish issue onto her brother.
"Humph! You're kidding! It's so hard to even eat a bite of fish." Wu Jinfeng's face turned blue with anger.
Before Wu Jinfeng could throw a tantrum, Aunt Qiuju arrived.
"Jiaqin's grandmother, you got up so early, ready to pick eggs to visit Qianqian? You are so polite. Qianqian's mother told her yesterday when she came home, and I couldn't believe it!" As soon as Aunt Qiuju appeared, she rubbed salt into Wu Jinfeng's wounds.
Eggs? Oh, right, I promised Qiuju's daughter-in-law yesterday that I would go and apologize. Last night, after waiting until dark, there was no sign of the eldest son or his wife. Wu Jinfeng herself was so confused by Zhou Chunping's nonsensical words that she had forgotten everything.
In front of Aunt Qiuju, Wu Jinfeng could neither throw a tantrum nor bully Zhao Yunxiang, so she could only slap Zhao Yunxiang hard a few times and turned away.
While the eldest and his wife were still at home, she wanted to take care of Jiaqin's problem first. No matter what, Wu Jinfeng had to get the money for the eggs as an apology from her eldest daughter-in-law, Li Chunjiao.
In rural areas, when children get into trouble, their elders are held responsible. Wu Jinfeng had already promised to go to Qianqian's house to apologize, and if she didn't, she'd be spat on by the entire village. Unwilling to take the brunt of the blame herself, Wu Jinfeng had to let Zhou Jiaqin's parents take the blame.
Old Tian looked at Wu Jinfeng's back and shook his head. Seeing Wu Jinfeng's demeanor, he knew how much the young daughter-in-law, Zhao Yunxiang, had endured from her mother-in-law. Old Tian felt a little guilty. He shouldn't have answered the old woman's question this morning. He wondered if this would cause trouble for Zhao Yunxiang.
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