One leaf falling heralds the arrival of autumn.
With the departure of midsummer, the autumn breeze begins, and October’s golden autumn steps forward, marking a good season for harvest.
As the mountains and fields are covered in red leaves, the eldest grandson of the second branch of the Zhang Family was born with a loud cry.
The red-faced baby cried like a little monkey, bringing tears of joy to Aunt Zuo and delighting the family members waiting outside the delivery room.
Following the first page report in the newspaper at the beginning of the year, advocating that each couple have one child at most, the pace of family planning was intensifying.
And having a son as the firstborn significantly reduced the pressure, especially since Zhang the Second and his wife were undoubtedly partial to sons over daughters.
Upon hearing the news, Zhou Jiao arrived to see Lin Juhua so excited she couldn’t form a complete sentence, forgetting her earlier remarks about how having a granddaughter would also be great.
As for the overly happy Zhang Minglei, he was genuinely commendable, his mind completely on his wife in the delivery room, much like Jiao Jiao’s husband back in the day.
When Zuo Lin and his son, along with Zhang Guoqing, arrived in a hurry to glance at the newborn, they remembered that a group of female comrades had forgotten to share the good news with the folks back in the Northeast.
Not to mention Zhang the Second’s elation on the other end of the phone, time slowly moved to the end of the month.
Soon it was early November, when a significant event drew the world’s attention to Yi Country.
On the 4th of this month, Yi Country seized the United States embassy and held 66 diplomats and civilians as hostages.
This action shocked the entire world.
After all, post-World War II, the United States was the world’s leading power, with only the Old Russians daring to confront them, and rarely any other country challenging the United States.
This move by Yi Country was equivalent to slapping the United States in the face.
The pride of the Americans was well-known worldwide, and suddenly all eyes were on the United States, waiting to see when they would take action.
During the nation’s self-praise of peace and harmony, Zhou Jiao focused more on the international gold futures market.
Will the United States go to war?
What is it to her? She’s not American, and it doesn’t concern her even if the United States falls.
This situation indeed stirred up waves across the United States, with many Americans clamoring for war against Yi Country, causing panic.
Their government, however, didn’t explain much about this, only condemning Yi Country extensively in the media every day and urging the release of their diplomats and civilians.
This had nothing to do with Zhou Jiao. Amidst the two countries’ bickering, gold prices saw a sudden surge from a slow rise.
At the beginning of the month, the price of gold was still at 390 US dollars per ounce, and by December, it had soared to 470 US dollars per ounce.
In his thirties, Heizi once again found Zhou Jiao.
"Sister Jiao, Brother has sent another telegram, this time more urgent with three ’urgent’ notes."
Zhou Jiao couldn’t contain her laughter, "Is it that big of a deal?"
Heizi looked at her speechlessly.
"Alright, just reply with one word: wait!"
Heizi uncertainly asked, "Really?"
"I’m still cooking."
Heizi scratched the back of his head and laughed, "Will a war really break out? I heard on the news that foreigners are all talk, cowardly. If it were us, we would’ve acted a long time ago."
Hearing this, Zhou Jiao smiled without speaking and changed the subject.
A few days later, at the end of December, amidst external speculation of whether the United States would act, another shocking event happened worldwide.
——The Old Russians attacked Afghanistan.


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