Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space novel Chapter 1215

Chapter 1215: Chapter 1088: Why This Vibe?

The garden at night is exposed to wind from all directions, making people shiver with cold.

Zhang Guoqing can’t really discuss things there.

After listening to Zhang the Second’s somewhat elder-brotherly lecture, he cheerfully pulled him to the study in Ping’an’s courtyard nearby.

The three brothers, trained by Zhou Xiaozheng, have one obvious trait: a strong sense of aristocracy in their bones, especially having grown up around Zhou Jiao, they are more or less inclined towards being well-versed in literature.

The study appeared simple, perhaps because it hadn’t been formally occupied yet, but the hobbies loved by scholars—Qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, songs—Ping’an didn’t miss any of them.

A cursive script hung on the wall, there was an antique zither on the shelf, the books were all ancient and rare editions, and there was an unfinished ink painting on the large desk.

Zhang the Second blinked in disbelief and pointed at the zither, "Are you sure this is Ping’an’s courtyard? Wasn’t he supposed to join the army? Why does it have this vibe?"

After speaking, he walked over to the table to take a look, then walked to the bookshelf to sniff, knocked on it, and nodded. Then he walked over to the zither, curled his lip disdainfully.

Zhang Guoqing chuckled and shook his head, "This was organized by him for his mom, he said it needs to be tuned first."

——No way, if he doesn’t cover it up a bit for his son, it would probably make even his parents think the kid was raised off-track.

"I thought so. But all this junk, laid out by him, does look quite presentable. Not only saves money but also scares people a bit."

Zhang Guoqing was amused and laughed heartily, giving him a side-eye, "Alright, second brother, stop pretending, can’t you tell these are all antiques?"

"Apart from the wood, I really can’t tell," Zhang the Second finished, sighing, "In those years everything was smashed, these antiques were still kept by Ping’an, if they got stolen it would be a pity."

The brothers sat down and Zhang the Second stretched his neck to look outside.

Zhang Guoqing seeing this, reminded him, "No one will come in here. Apart from the three brothers, if anyone comes, the dogs outside will bark. Do you have something important to discuss?"

Zhang the Second lazily leaned on the chair, "Xiao Wu, it’s hard to explain in just a few words."

Zhang Guoqing furrowed his brows lightly, picked up the teapot to pour himself and him a cup of tea, "Drink first, talk slowly, let’s discuss it well as brothers."

Zhang the Second took the small teacup, pouted disdainfully, "Can’t we use a bigger cup?"

"Manage with this for now." Change it? It would take going out to the outer courtyard, the chrysanthemum would be cold by then, better wash up and sleep, talk tomorrow.

"Xiao Wu, our eldest brother is living a tough life."

Zhang Guoqing was startled by his words, "What happened? Didn’t you say everything was fine? The child can keep trying if he doesn’t pass, is someone bullying our big brother?"

"Yes, bullied by the Huang Family!"

"Huang Cuilan?"

"Yes, that woman! Really pissed me off. You don’t know, I almost got into a fight..." Zhang the Second, having found someone to confide in, poured out years’ worth of events.

Of course, he hadn’t foolishly told his younger brother how Huang Cuilan treated the Ping An brothers, lest Xiao Wu held a grudge against the eldest brother.

But who was Zhang Guoqing? From more than half an hour of Zhang the Second’s narration, he worked out the gist of things, plus from his three sons’ reluctance to return home, he understood a bit.

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