Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space novel Chapter 1167

Chapter 1167: Chapter 1040: Is It Really a Call from Our Xiao Wu?

What a heavy snow!

Falling silently from the sky, the snowflakes, large as goose feathers, slowly settled on his hat and the thick layer of snow already covering the ground.

The snow on the road piled up over a meter high, and the wind was exceptionally strong. A walk from home to the post office, usually only fifteen minutes, took Mr. Zhang an entire hour.

Bundled up as he was, he laughed at himself, wondering why he didn’t just wait a bit longer. Did he really think he was as strong as he was in his youth?

The snowstorm, which had started at dawn, left everything coated in white by morning. Even the streets were completely covered. He should have listened to his wife’s advice.

It was indeed tiring, but more exhausting was personally telling their beloved son not to come home for the New Year.

—How long had it been since he last saw the child?

Their dear son, he really wanted to see him again.

Watching the children playing in the neighborhood, were they sledding?

What was that!

His son, Xiao Wu, used to sled on the frozen river, skating so fast that even at five years old, he could practically fly.

Snowball fights?

His Xiao Wu was notorious for having all the kids from nearby villages surrendering and running away. Yet even so, every heavy snowfall, plenty of children still sought out this naughty kid to play with.

Mother Zhang saw her husband finally return home, feeling both angry and amused. This old fool was getting more and more unreasonable; he could have sent the telegram after the roads were cleared.

What difference does a little delay make!

She tapped him with a broom, "So, how many times did you fall?"

Mr. Zhang took the broom, brushed the snow off himself, took off his coat and hat, opened the door curtain, and finally replied in the living room, "I’m not a child, why would I fall?"

"You sure are stubborn!"

Despite her words, Mother Zhang quickly handed him a bowl of ginger tea from the stove. If he really caught a cold, she’d be the one taking care of him!

"How much did it cost?"

Mr. Zhang paused, drank the ginger tea, wiped his mouth, and exhaled contentedly, "Didn’t cost much. I just told Xiao Wu to focus on his work, and once it warms up, we can go to see him."

"Haha, that’s how it should be said, otherwise this silly son..." She abruptly stopped and realized, "What? That long? How much would that cost?"

"Haha, I just wrote about work priorities, told them we’d visit Beijing when it’s warmer. Hear that? Not many words, right?"

Mother Zhang rolled her eyes at him. Who knows if he’d start lying to himself next? Seeing it settled that their son wouldn’t come home for the New Year, she didn’t bother arguing further.

This year, a disappointed Mother Zhang and somewhat reluctant Mr. Zhang didn’t have much interest in shopping for the New Year’s festivals. They handed it all over to their offspring.

By the twenty-sixth of the twelfth month, Zhang Family Village inevitably slaughtered the pigs for the New Year.

Zhang Guofu and Brother Zhang the Second used this opportunity to trade tickets and money for plenty of pork and pig bones to take home. But this still didn’t ignite any interest in Mr. Zhang and his wife.

One thing about people, if Zhang Guoqing hadn’t said he might come home, Mr. Zhang and his wife would have accepted their son’s absence due to his military service.

But now, newly pondering why they told him not to come, there was something unsettling about it.

Especially when seeing other families’ children working away coming home to reunite with their parents, occasionally someone would mention, "Did Xiao Wu’s family not come home either?"

Oh boy, as soon as he turned around and went home, Mr. Zhang’s waist would feel the firm pinch from his wife!

Luckily it was winter; otherwise, Mr. Zhang wouldn’t dare go to the public bathhouse.

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