"Second Uncle makes a good point, Third Grandpa. I’ll head to the township at first light. If anyone wants to adopt, they can talk about it after things are clear. Does that sound okay to you?"
The Old Captain nodded, then shook his head, letting out a long sigh as he walked out with his hands behind his back. He was old and couldn’t understand how anyone could abandon their own bloodline like this.
As soon as Mr. Zhang saw him leave, he gave his wife a look, stayed a while longer, chatted briefly with the other old timers, and then withdrew from the crowd.
Back at the old house, as soon as Mother Zhang saw him appear, she hurried over, "Why did you have me come back first?"
"You’re there watching the excitement, aren’t you worried that someone will ask you to take care of the child?" Mr. Zhang frowned. "Just like in the city, someone intends to send the child to our house."
Mother Zhang raised her voice, "What?"
Mr. Zhang quickly covered his wife’s mouth and looked around, "Keep your voice down. Otherwise, why do you think the child ended up at our doorstep?"
"Did you throw it there?"
Mr. Zhang rolled his eyes at her, "Can you listen to yourself? What’s ’I threw it’? It’s not our child. I figure someone left it at our eldest son’s door, and he moved it."
"Nonsense, our eldest son’s very kind-hearted. He wouldn’t do that."
Mr. Zhang looked at her in frustration, "So you think I’m the unkind one? I remember it was you who told me to take them far away when kids were left at our doorstep, or else we’d end up raising someone else’s child."
Mother Zhang thought back to those years when kids were left at their doorstep, and it was indeed she who urged her husband to hurry and move them away, laughing awkwardly.
"That’s not what I meant. Last night, Xiao Wu told me he’s taking the kids up the mountain today. I guess he didn’t have time to notice outside and might have already left."
Mr. Zhang shook his head in amusement, "You think you’re clever, ’training the kids,’ exercising them, sounds like training puppies, really awkward."
He laughed to himself, "Last night Xiao Wu said our little grandson can shoot pheasants and rabbits, at just five years old, hahaha..."
"Keep it down, you just reminded me," Mother Zhang said as she pulled her husband inside, lowered her voice, and whispered, "Did May 1st tell you to hunt more meat for you to slowly eat?"
Mr. Zhang wasn’t happy, snorting, "Of course, Liu Yi told me early this morning that as soon as he got down the mountain, he’d soon be able to catch something big and store it as wine for me."
’Old kid, old kid,’ there’s some truth in that saying. Mr. Zhang and Mother Zhang bragged to each other on their way to the kitchen, still needing each other in their old age.
At this moment, as Mother Zhang said, Zhang Guoqing’s family of five had already woken up, quietly starting their morning routine while listening to the outside corner.
"What’s going on?" Zhou Jiao furrowed her brow.
Zhang Guoqing didn’t plan to keep it from her, briefly explaining what he did, unsurprisingly receiving an approving look from his wife.
Like him, Zhou Jiao despised others scheming against them. Innocent children don’t deserve to be part of someone else’s plan. She gave a few instructions to the kids.
Basically letting them occasionally mention in Beijing, families like theirs without children who want to adopt usually take in martyrs’ orphans or Welfare Institute orphans. The procedures are very complicated, requiring verification and approval.
If any family deliberately abandoned a baby and got caught, they’d be thrown in jail. She didn’t want these trivial matters spoiling their good vacation time.

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