Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space novel Chapter 1000

Chapter 1000: Chapter 873: A Sea of Red Like Festive Joy

After work, walking out of the compound gate with her colleagues, Zhou Jiao lifted her head to look at the sky, squeezed Jin Lijuan’s right hand before letting go.

The two of them exchanged an encouraging smile.

Some people, some things, everything is understood without being said. There are always kind-hearted people hidden in this world; otherwise, how could true feelings survive.

In much better spirits, Zhou Jiao cheerfully boarded the bus. Seeing young people giving up their seats to the elderly and to pregnant women, she pressed her lips together and smiled.

Halfway along, the bus stopped at a station. Not far away, in a hutong, a crowd of young people had gathered; angry shouts and sobbing drifted over...

Compared to the curious passengers craning their necks, Zhou Jiao stood very straight, head held high, not moving at all, yet her gaze inevitably dimmed.

At this moment the whole bus was like a silent film; everyone used bodily gestures to express their thoughts. In the quiet carriage, once the driver saw people had finished getting on and off, he quickly sped up to leave.

—Yet no matter how fast he went, after weaving through street after street, alley after alley, everything outside the windows was a sea of red, jubilant as if it were New Year’s.

Not to mention the streets and alleys plastered all over with propaganda posters.

Beijing, which she hadn’t seen for days, still gave the newly returned Zhou Jiao an extra sense of unfamiliarity, especially all the newly renamed stops along the way, which always made her subconsciously compare their meanings.

It was now the hour when the setting sun slants westward. Under the afterglow, the hutong, half its walls gilded, half gray, with its blue bricks and vermilion gates, carried three parts charm and seven parts vicissitude.

And on those simple, old wall-tops where history was heavily etched, tufts of wild grass and dense branches stretching beyond the wall were swaying in the wind.

The ancient capital was still the one she knew, and yet it was also a strange ancient capital to her.

She had originally thought of dropping in on her master, but thinking of having to transfer again, she decided it was better to go home first and ask Zhang Guoqing.

With all the stops and starts, when the familiar terminus finally arrived, Zhou Jiao reined in her mood and once again forced out a faint smile. That home, she would not allow to be affected by negative emotions.

Three little boys playing with a ball, their father watching with a smile, their mother making tea, and the husband at her side whose face would light up with a grin... At this moment, looking at them, Zhou Jiao’s pessimism scattered and a bright smile bloomed.

After dinner, unlike their usual post-meal chat while cooling off, the family of seven all gathered in the study on the first floor. This was Zhou Xiaozheng’s study, usually used for serious talks.

Even the two little ones knew that what was discussed here was secret and couldn’t be told to outsiders. They sat obediently on the sofa, their eyes fixed on the adults.

Normally Zhou Xiaozheng would start by praising them a bit, but right now he was watching his composed daughter with worry. He had not missed the forced smile on her face the moment she walked through the door.

"Can your body handle it? How about we have you take sick leave?"

Zhou Jiao buried her head against his arm and rubbed it, smiling. "Dad, you don’t have to be so cautious around me. Your daughter isn’t some hothouse flower."

Zhou Xiaozheng patted his daughter’s head. "If you’re unhappy, then don’t do it. If you’re really bored and want to work, with your abilities you can always transfer to a quieter unit."

Zhou Jiao looked up and smiled. "Okay, I’ll listen to you. For now I’ll just wait and see."

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