Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space novel Chapter 1066

Chapter 1066: Chapter 939: I Was Wondering Why You Were in Such a Hurry to Leave

Outside, the clear bright moonlight cast the shadow of the clothes-drying pole onto the window, swaying back and forth. The night was growing deeper; though summer had already arrived, the night air was still laced with a chill.

Most people could fall asleep peacefully in such an environment, yet on the big kang bed in the west room, aside from the three little ones sleeping soundly, the couple were both still awake.

"Tell me, why were you in such a hurry to leave? By right, after dinner tonight we ought to wander around and look at the lotus again, or at least take the kids around the area for a walk to help digest."

"Baby, you really do know me best."

"So how are you going to explain to Godfather that we’re going over on the weekend? I’m guessing their young master is still hoping to ’run into’ us. Now that we’ve come back to our hometown, it’s not like they won’t get wind of it."

Holding his wife’s slender jade-like hand in his arms, Zhang Guoqing said as he rubbed it, "I’m worried that if we don’t go to the provincial city, those people might use the chance to come knocking at our door. What would we do then? It wouldn’t be right not to receive them, so better lay an ambush in advance."

"In a couple of days I’ll give Godfather a call and see what he says. They’re not coming here for a holiday like we are. If they’ve got official business that forces them to leave, then we’ll stagger the timing. Anyway, keeping the relationship lukewarm suits us just fine. If we run into each other in Beijing it’ll be the same as ever, but here I don’t want them borrowing Dad’s influence."

Zhou Jiao nodded slightly, looking at him with a hint of admiration in her eyes. "You’re still the clever one. To react so fast in such a short time—if it were me, I’d definitely be all muddled. As for Godmother’s maiden family, we’d better be on guard."

Zhang Guoqing chuckled and patted her. "You could even hear that much from my tone, and then you turn around and praise me in disguise. Could you be any faker? Tell me, how should I punish you?"

"Didn’t I just draw that conclusion from how you were talking." Zhou Jiao hurriedly moved the finger that had been tracing circles on Zhang Guoqing’s chest away. "Are you really not going to bother with that whole mess back home anymore?"

Zhang Guoqing let out a sigh. "I’ve done everything that needed doing. How the next generation turns out, that’s between my sons and them. I don’t want to interfere, and I can’t either. I won’t let outsiders take advantage and wrong my boys."

"Ping’an and the others aren’t thinking things through that complicated."

Zhang Guoqing glanced at the children and pulled their sheets up snug over their bellies. "Our kids were all personally trained by Dad; their wits are not much worse than most adults’."

As he spoke, he smiled meaningfully. "Especially those two little ones—so young, just a few days of getting along, and in that short time they’ve already figured out everyone in the family from top to bottom, yet they still put on that blank, innocent act."

That was true as well. Zhou Jiao shook her head with a smile, took a cup of water, and handed it to him. "Being a parent is really tough. You want them to be shrewd so they won’t suffer later, but you worry they’ll become too selfish; you want them to be broad-minded and generous, but then you’re afraid they’ll grow up heedless and careless."

"Anyway, being shrewd is better than being heartless." Zhang Guoqing passed the cup back to her, and as it disappeared in an instant, he suddenly remembered how before they left home she’d been so enthusiastic, saying she wanted to go all the way north visiting scrap stations along the road.

As for money, his wife had always been indifferent. She used to be quite interested in hoarding supplies like a hamster, but after Life settled down, that didn’t hold her much interest anymore either.

This trip out hadn’t really cheered her up; instead, there had been all sorts of trivial annoyances. It seemed he couldn’t just focus on training the sons and forget about her.

The wish to go north all the way visiting scrap stations couldn’t be realized, but visiting scrap stations around this ancient capital of a provincial city was still doable. How about going to the Black Market to trade for some of the calligraphy and paintings she loved?

Just like them, in the old house the old couple, Mr. Zhang and his wife, had seen off the old buddies and old sisters-in-law they’d been chatting with. After returning to their room, they too had no trace of sleepiness. The older one gets, the less one sleeps.

"Tomorrow we’d better listen to Xiao Wu and sleep over at his place. With just the two of us living here, it doesn’t look good. What your elder brother said today, that’s what he meant."

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