Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space novel Chapter 1309

Chapter 1309: Chapter 1181: "Secret Weapon

After dinner, Miao Lishan had recently become infatuated with a television series and was planning to enjoy it while making tea, as Zhou Jiao noticed the men of the family entering the study with her dad.

She decided to keep her mother company!

As for what was on Wu’s mind, how could she, as a mother, not know? Having raised her son herself, she could guess what he was thinking just by watching him roll his eyes.

But it was still the same old saying: Fly, as long as you can land safely.

Furthermore, with her dad supervising and her husband’s protective nature, Zhou Jiao really didn’t want to join them in the study for discussions. Without her presence, the kids could speak more freely.

She wondered what nonsense Zhang Guoqing had instilled in the kids, always making the three sons feel like they needed protection.

Sigh... Her son was reluctant for his mother to worry, but as a mother, she was just as afraid of them being overly cautious.

Miao Lishan saw her sitting there pickling embroidery threads and couldn’t help but advise, "Don’t embroider if there’s nothing going on; it’s bad for your eyes. Those embroiderers from before almost went blind."

Zhou Jiao snapped back to reality at her words and smiled, "I’m just bored. I only embroider one piece a year now, so it won’t harm my eyes. I’d like to embroider something as a keepsake."

"As long as you like it." Miao Lishan thought for a moment, then asked, "Should I find someone to buy some? I remember someone mentioned selling them last time."

Zhou Jiao saw her frowning and quickly stopped her.

She was purely worried about her skills becoming rusty and had no interest in collecting other people’s embroidery. Besides, she had plenty of treasures left by her grandmother, full of good stuff.

Miao Lishan saw she wasn’t interested and let it drop, turning to another topic, "Should we visit your in-laws back in the Northeast before Wu travels abroad?"

Zhou Jiao’s hand paused for a moment before she replied, "Yes. But perhaps we should have them come over instead, as Wu will be busy submitting his materials and won’t be able to leave."

"Then send them a telegram early, so they won’t be unable to come over and be put in a difficult position," Miao Lishan advised, adjusting the small TV’s volume, "Send them more things, don’t let people say you don’t care for the elderly."

Zhou Jiao laughed and nodded.

"Don’t laugh. If your great aunt were still alive, she’d always remind me a few times, like when the weather gets warmer, to send Xiao Wu’s parents a couple of spring outfits."

"Alright."

"And don’t make it yourself; let a tailor handle it," Miao Lishan said, eyeing her daughter’s clothes. "You should make a few more outfits for yourself too. And for our Wu, going abroad...

"Mom, having money is enough for going abroad."

"How can it be the same? Fine, I’ll handle it."

Zhou Jiao smiled without objecting.

Actually, buying clothes abroad was easier, with more novel styles. Even if they bought something that couldn’t be taken home, they didn’t need to worry, as the three sons had similar builds.

"Have you talked to Xiao Ming recently? He said he’d definitely get married this year, but I wonder if he’s found someone. Do you think he would listen to his father about an arranged marriage?"

"I don’t think so. From what he says, his father feels indebted to him and his mother and prioritizes him. However, I don’t oppose arranged marriages. If you want to find a Chinese spouse abroad, it’s best to know their background. Otherwise, who can stand a fake foreigner?"

Miao Lishan pondered for a moment before nodding in agreement, "That makes a lot of sense. When I accompanied your dad on a visit abroad, I heard things were very chaotic there."

Chaotic in what way?

Miao Lishan didn’t elaborate, and Zhou Jiao didn’t ask. For safety, her mom would never venture alone into poverty-stricken areas.

Putting safety aside, the most notable issue abroad was the liberality. There was likely a lot of hugging and whatnot.

Speaking of which, foreigners are quite enthusiastic, so she might have to give her sons a lesson. She wasn’t keen on mixed-race grandchildren.

The study door, as she expected, opened in less than an hour, and they returned to the living room happily to chat with her and her mom.

So secretive!

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