The annual leave has been canceled, so how will we spend the Spring Festival?
Besides Zhou Jiao and the three children, for Zhou Xiaozheng and the others who are soldiers, it doesn’t affect them much. After all, haven’t they always spent New Year with their comrades?
But after the third day of the first lunar month, Mr. and Mrs. Cheng took their little grandson Wen Yu and the Ping’an Brothers to the Southwest Military Region first.
This was because there were quite a few twists and turns with the wedding of the Cheng family’s eldest grandson, from choosing a date to selecting a venue. According to what Zhou Jiao heard, it was changed at least three times, if not five.
This time, they finally decided on the end of the first lunar month of the new year, to be held locally in the Southwest.
If it weren’t for the fact that they changed the wedding date after Army Day, their whole family could have gone to the wedding. This time, they delegated the Ping’an Brothers to represent the Zhou Family.
This year’s Spring Festival, the temple fair was canceled, and the whole family got busy with going to work and immersing in their jobs, aligning with the new year’s theme of "Grasp Revolution, Promote Production".
Unlike them, in the Northeast Zhang Family, except for Zhang Guofu who worked at the Grain Bureau, the rest of Zhang the Second and his siblings didn’t return home on New Year’s Eve, and continued nonstop on the first day of the New Year.
When Mr. Zhang and Mother Zhang returned to the village to celebrate the New Year, as they used to, they found out that under the slogan of learning from Dazhai in agriculture, even the production teams were not taking a rest.
It was only after the third day and the homecoming banquet for their grand-aunt that Mr. Zhang took his wife back to the county town. This year, he felt he failed his deceased parents, as he couldn’t even buy joss paper, let alone conduct a New Year’s Eve ancestral worship.
——In Old Zhang’s family’s ancestral hall, all the ancestral tablets had long been moved to a secret place by the old clan leader and the elders.
It was also from this year that a new dance replaced the yangko dance, and model operas began to appear in major theaters and in the fields of towns and villages.
It was indeed a different experience.
Time just passed like that.
Zhang Guoqing received another letter from home. Besides Zhang Mingzuo entering the county publicity office in winter, Zhang Mingyou and Zhang Ziwu had gloriously become new recruits.
According to Mr. Zhang’s letter, if it weren’t for worrying about implicating Brother Dashan, even Zhang Mingzuo would have been packed off to the army. After all, being a soldier is good, defending the country.
Hmm, Zhou Jiao chuckled. Regardless of whether her father-in-law had any hidden intentions, as long as the younger ones have promising futures, she didn’t mind giving her sons a helping hand.
Wanting to become the second Zhang Guoqing, how could it be possible?
"Dad is really willing, I thought he would let them go to work."
Zhang Guoqing touched his nose, "Last year when they spent New Year at our house, didn’t I write a letter to Dad? Do you remember?"
Zhou Jiao recalled that it did happen. She even saw the contents; it seemed this guy really wrote about wanting the kids to succeed, and mentioned that joining the army for a few years of training was very necessary, whether they pursued a military career or not.
So, did her father-in-law catch the implied meaning from the letter? And thus, decided to replicate the possible future paths of the Ping’an Brothers onto the other grandsons?
Seeing her expression, Zhang Guoqing smiled and shook his head. Truly there aren’t many things she holds in her heart.
Zhou Jiao gave him a sidelong glance, not bothering to disguise her nature in front of him. She never intended to hide her true self from someone she trusts.
The moment she got off work, she dragged him back to the room, not out of boredom, but because the real business was pressing.
So, Zhou Jiao took out a stack of paper from the space and put it on the desk, pointing with her finger, "This is the conclusion I’ve arrived at based on all the side information."
At this, Zhang Guoqing couldn’t concern himself with anything else, and immediately picked it up to read. The more he read, the more his brow furrowed, and after finishing, he rubbed his chin, pacing back and forth in the room.
Seeing this, Zhou Jiao laughed, "What, don’t dare?"
"Don’t use the provocation tactic."

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