Zhang Hongmei did not want the grudges of the previous generation to be passed on to the children.
Therefore, Zhou Shixiong didn't tell the children some of his secrets. He didn't want them to be burdened with shackles at such a young age. While he didn't want to raise naive and innocent children, he also didn't want them to be exposed to darkness too early.
The next day, Zhang Shouyi went to work, and Gu Chuanming and Zhang Xingguo also went down to their respective units. The seven women decided to stay at Zhou Shixiong's house all day. With someone to teach the children, Zhang Hongmei sat on the sofa thinking about Western mythology. This couldn't be verified, but as long as you followed the general idea, you could understand it.
No one bothered her until lunchtime, when Zhang Hongmei finished writing the outline of a book. She could then polish it and add dialogue in the afternoon.
Tonight is my call time with Annie and Daniel. I wonder how they are doing now. Through my call with Daniel, I learned that he has been learning a lot and goes to the company two days a week. With Carlos and Wyatt teaching him, he'll definitely be fine.
But why is there still no news about Wyatt? Why hasn't she had a child yet? They've been married for several years.
No one rested at noon; everyone cherished this opportunity. The children would be leaving on the ninth day of the lunar new year, and Zhou Shixiong was naturally reluctant to let them go, but he also didn't want to delay the four children's studies.
"Ancestor, why is there so much suspicion between people?"
Zhou Shixiong smiled and said, "You'll understand as you get to know me better. Even if I told you now, you wouldn't understand."
Jinsong could understand it, but Liu Qiang was just there for show. He didn't understand at all and just listened to it as a story.
We ate here again tonight; the three of them all came home late today.
"Uncle, we've saved on food."
"If you want, you can save every day."
Zhang Hongmei laughed, "That won't do. What if I eat you out of house and home?"
"Hehe, your great-uncle's things could support your mother for five generations."
"Ancestor, you are so wealthy."
"Well, if we divide it among the four of you in the future, your mother won't get any."
Zhang Weiyu said with a smile, "Grandpa, you should give a little bit to my mom, otherwise she'll be sad."
"We won't give it to her; we'll keep it all for you. You're all more obedient than her."
Zhou Shixiong didn't rest at all that day, but he was in a good mood and the feeling of having someone with him made him excited.
This continued until the evening of the eighth day of the lunar new year, and the mother and her five children did not eat at home at all.
"Uncle, we won't eat here for lunch tomorrow. We'll go visit my third uncle and the others."
"Go, all four of you must do your best. The ancestor is waiting for you at home."
When Zhang Shouyi returned home, he saw his wife sleeping soundly. He rubbed his temples, feeling that he had been dealing with a lot of troubles these past few days.
After taking a shower, I hugged my wife. All my fatigue seemed to vanish.
Zhang Hongmei opened her eyes groggily. "Brother Zhang, you're back? Let go of me, have a drink of water. You're always working so hard, but you can't take care of yourself."
Zhang Shouyi smiled, drank a glass of water, lay down, hugged his wife, and sighed, "Wife, what would I do without you?"
Zhang Hongmei ignored him and continued sleeping with her eyes closed.
I got up a little earlier this morning and went to the practice room. Zhang Shouyi especially cherished this opportunity today because all four children wanted to practice together.
Zhang Hongmei leaned to one side, smiling as she watched the five men.
After breakfast, the three of them set off separately. The mother and her seven children went to Liu Maocai's house.
It's especially lively here today; everyone from Liujiatun has come.
Upon seeing Chongyu, Liu Qiang immediately ran over, "Brother, have you missed me?"
"Yeah, I missed you. I brought you and your brothers some delicious food."
"What?"
"The White Rabbit milk candy that my grandma sent me is so delicious."
Thirteen children gathered in Pengfei's room, and the adults didn't join in. They were just left to play by themselves.
Zhang Hongmei sighed, "They're all boys. It would be so much better if they were girls. I want to buy them pretty clothes and braid their hair."
"Then you should give birth." Wang Ying looked at Zhang Hongmei, always wondering what she meant. Of those present, only Er Ya had given birth to her second child. The others hadn't yet.
"I'm putting pressure on you, telling you to hurry up and have a daughter."
"Is that something I can decide?"
Zhang Hongmei then looked at Han Mei, Lu Yue, and Ma Li.
All three of them avoided eye contact, unable to agree to anything she suggested.
Wang Ying complained, "Everyone else is hoping for a son, but we're the ones who are desperate for a daughter."
"I'm just hoping that Sanya can have a daughter."
"Hongmei, isn't this a bit much? Sanya is still hoping for a son."
We had three large tables at noon, and we were just about seated. We originally wanted four tables, but the children didn't want to be separated, so we let them squeeze in.
Since Song Zigan left Sanya on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, he has been living here. Being able to have dinner when he gets home from get off work is a wonderful thing.
“Hongmei, our leader called me yesterday. He was very mysterious and said there was good news.”
"Is it a good thing to send you to Sanya's place?"
"real?"
"Of course, you go over there to set up a steel plant."
"Heh, what a great opportunity! How did this happen to me?"
Zhang Hongmei shook her head, "It's precisely because you're there that the people from the secretariat couldn't have been sent over."
"Having connections in the court makes it easier to get an official position!"
"You three have rested enough, right? Where's the game?"
"The three of us discussed it and decided to start construction after the 15th."
"Hehe, alright. You guys haven't had an easy year either."
“Hongmei, I think we can get promoted when we get back,” Cheng Guangxu said to Zhang Hongmei with a grin.
"That's great! I wish you could get promoted to go home every day."
"What are you thinking? There's no such thing as a free lunch. Even our director is just like us."
"I can't even imagine it. They all left with you, and it's too lonely at home."
Er Ya smiled and said, "No, I'll keep you here this year. Ping An has to go to school."
"Sister Er Ya, I forgot to tell you, Chongyu and Ping'an are studying humanities, right? They've already started looking for teachers, and they probably won't be able to start school until the end of January at the earliest. Besides, Ping'an is already at a fourth-grade level. Do you want him to skip a grade?"
"I haven't thought about it yet, but since it's possible for you, I'll let Ping An go. It'll save me some trouble."
"Let Zhiyuan and the others come too. That way, the masters can figure out what they're best suited for."
"Haha, that's great, I can finally relax now that everything's in your hands."
"No problem, they're all like my own children."
The women chatted happily, while the men talked about their work. Liu Jingxiang wasn't much of a talker, but he did talk quite a bit in this setting.
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