Zhang Guoqing is not someone who lives like an ascetic monk. Whenever there’s an opportunity, he likes to make life a bit more comfortable for himself; when there’s no opportunity, he creates one. The bottom line is that he can’t live his whole life always for other people and other tasks.
Since it’s a rare occasion to take his wife to the city, he doesn’t want to head straight home. There are too many bright lightbulbs around; their time together is becoming increasingly scarce.
Even when they weren’t well-off, during the hardest days, he never forgot to make sure his wife ate well. This grand objective hasn’t been achieved yet, but it doesn’t stop him from making sure she’s well fed first.
The couple enjoyed a hot pot lunch, albeit a late one.
Zhou Jiao glanced at his military uniform. She silently regretted that she didn’t have the face to go shopping online with him dressed like that.
"Should we drop by Lin Zi’s place?"
Zhang Guoqing immediately shook his head. He couldn’t be bothered with that literary old youth heart revival. He was especially annoyed with Li Qinglin always jabbering about those things at the newspaper, and it put him in a bad mood.
Life is about nine-tenths unsatisfactory, it all depends on personal willingness and thoughts. Zhang Guoqing doesn’t want to invite trouble and to him, Lin Zi originally chose the wrong major.
See, after five years in the Chinese department, a Northeast tough guy turned into a sentimental little girl.
Zhang Guoqing clicked his tongue against the root of his teeth, the more he thought of Li Qinglin’s spectacled look, the more the image felt a bit of an eyesore.
Zhou Jiao chuckled privately, slapped the table, and said, "Let’s go! It’s been a long time since we’ve seen Xiao Hui. I’ll go see if she’s pregnant for her mother-in-law."
The wife’s decree is always right! Zhang Guoqing exhaled, stood up, and said, "Okay. I’ll also ask Lin Zi about matters back home."
Beijing might seem vast, but it’s still quite small; perhaps there’s something called fate at play. Imagine, the couple had just stood up, walked out the door, and immediately ran into an old acquaintance.
"Hey, long time no see, buddy."
Hearing this, Zhang Guoqing looked to the front and saw a swarm of people rushing toward him; wasn’t it his old classmate Shen Shi Yun! If he came up with a hug, that would have overdone it.
Fortunately, the guy changed his approach at the last moment!
Shen Shi Yun grinned, gave him a light punch on the shoulder, and said with a teasing smile, "Haven’t seen you in over half a year, how come you never come around?"
Zhang Guoqing glanced at the female companion beside him, smiled, and said, "I’ve been really busy; this is the first time this year I’ve taken my wife out to a restaurant."
"Are you heading back? Don’t leave yet, have some more food."
Shen Shi Yun grabbed his arm, trying to usher him inside, looked at Zhou Jiao, and said with a laugh, "Old classmates, do me a favor, because if you don’t go in, your husband wouldn’t dare."
How should she respond to this? Zhou Jiao looked away speechlessly and nodded to the woman wrapped up beside him.
"Brother Xiao Wu, not going back home for the New Year this year? How about our old classmates in Beijing gather once during the year-end break?"
"Let’s not get off track. We’ve actually eaten." If Zhang Guoqing doesn’t want to go, you can’t pull him away.
The silent female companion tugged at Shen Shi Yun. Wasn’t this presumably the prodigy student her father couldn’t stop talking about?
Shen Shi Yun immediately smacked himself on the forehead and said, "Look at me, I forgot to introduce everyone. This is our junior sister Wei Sihua, who’s about to become my wife."
"Xiao Hua, these are Zhang Guoqing and Zhou Jiao..."


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