"Jiao Jiao, hypothetically speaking, and I say hypothetically, if one day the younger generation of the Cheng Family and our son became rivals, how would you choose?"
Zhou Jiao was stunned by Zhang Guoqing’s sudden question as he pushed open the bedroom door. Could it be that since the old lady isn’t home, the Cheng Family has gotten into a mess?
"No, I just want to know what you think."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Jiao felt relieved and laughed, "Oh, this question? It’s simple. Just imagine if Xiao Kang Kang were about the same age as May 1st, and one day he broke May 1st’s head, what would you do?"
What to do? Watch him without killing the father who raised such a son! Even if the old lady were present, it wouldn’t matter; we’d have to vent this anger.
"That’s right, the answer is obvious. I’ve always said that human nature is inherently wicked. Gratitude exists at most in the hearts of those involved; the next generation doesn’t care about those things."
"Like our son, they may really like the old lady, but to expect them to transfer that affection to Xiao Kang Kang’s generation, how is that possible?"
"Of course, we can’t rule out the depth of friendship since childhood. However, the closer the bond, the more unbearable the consequences when betrayal occurs."
"Moreover, speaking of gratitude, let me say something ungrateful. Everything has a cause and effect. If the Gu Family hadn’t adopted the old lady back then and if my grandma hadn’t blocked a bullet, why would the old lady have sought my dad? Regarding the Cheng Family’s kindness towards us, besides treating us like family, it seems we really don’t owe them anything."
Zhang Guoqing understood; according to his wife’s logic, her father likely thinks that once the old lady and the others are gone, there’s really no gratitude between the two families.
"You’re overthinking it. After we’re gone, who knows what the next generation will be like? Aren’t you just worrying for nothing?"
This made Zhang Guoqing burst into laughter. Both father and daughter said this tonight; it seems their family really has time on their hands.
"Have you unravelled the mystery in your heart?" Zhou Jiao beckoned him with her finger. "Come, come, tonight the confidante will resolve all your doubts. What did you and dad talk about tonight? Spill it quickly."
Zhang Guoqing amusingly ruffled her hair and then dropped a bombshell, "We’re moving house next year."
"Oh, that’s fine."
Zhang Guoqing looked down at her in surprise, "You don’t oppose?"
"Why oppose? Dad has the guards to escort him, you have the car to commute, and mom can hitch a ride with you. It’s not the same as when you first joined the unit. Let’s just move."
Zhang Guoqing’s eyes twinkled as he said with feeling, "Realized it was for me!"
Zhou Jiao gave him a sideways glance. Of course, the main reason was for him; otherwise, where wouldn’t she live? She considers herself practical; why not use the background if available?
With her dad backing her up, many troubles can be avoided; why not use it? Do you really think even if someone’s ability is strong and their connections excellent, everyone would truly respect you?
You’re not the People’s Bureaus or various tickets.
Just as for her, why couldn’t she go abroad with ministers personally explaining themselves? If it were someone else—an instruction from above, it would be resolved with one sentence, no need to waste words with you.
They say all are equal. If truly equal, then why are those few officials maneuvering around, not noticing their various sons and daughters have gotten so lucky?
Even some old seniors who wholeheartedly love the country, their children truly went to remote places, or joined the corps, or went to the countryside.

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