Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137: Chapter 108: Hidden Away

Zhou Jiao listened with laughter and moved, this guy really knows how to strike a chord. She pounded his chest hard.

"So, you have to protect me and our son well, our home. For a lifetime, we hold each other’s hands tightly, no matter what lies ahead, we won’t let go!"

"Never let go! Even if you let go, I’ll hold onto your leg and not let you leave!"

"Get lost! What nonsense are you talking about, tidy up, the moment to witness the magic miracle has arrived! Haha."

Zhou Jiao retrieved the wooden box of valuables and opened the box full of silk, "Hubby, what should I do with this? I always want to cut it up to make clothes but can’t bear to. When summer comes, I’ll definitely make pajamas for you and our son first. Oh, there’s no stock for this, use one less one."

"Cut some of the material to make underwear, the material with less quantity leave it for later use. When we have time to go to Shanghai, we can go to Suzhou and Hangzhou, where you can still buy good silk now. Jiao Jiao, remember to make a red brocade outfit for our son, with new cotton padding inside, it will look great for the New Year."

Zhou Jiao took out several rolls of bright red silk, looked at two rolls with the same pattern and no color difference. She pulled hard, and it was really sturdy and smooth when touched.

"Hubby, I don’t know these materials, will someone shout out that this is cloud brocade or tribute goods when our son wears it? My grandma definitely knows these materials, but it’s not easy to take them out, nor is it easy to find her. I just know these materials are rare, and I’ve never seen better embroidery silk."

"No worries, if you’re worried, cut a small corner piece, and I’ll ask the old masters at the textile factory."

Zhou Jiao nodded and gave him a thumbs up. She stored the box in the space, arranged two boxes, took out a large plastic box, and put all the son’s clothes Zhang Guoqing had tidied. Then she placed the fabric her mother bought in it, to be used later.

She sorted the skincare products into a plastic box; the supplements her mom brought this time were good, and she couldn’t leave them all outside. She thought it was too troublesome to clean up like this, so she could store them all inside and use spiritual power to summon them. She pulled him directly, without explaining, and put everything in there.

"Now tell me, what should be taken out, I’ll take them out directly, and use spiritual power inside to summon them without needing to move manually."

Zhang Guoqing held her head, looked closely, and asked worriedly, "Will it cause a headache?"

"We actually don’t have to wait until a full month; after seven days I can move; keeping warm for half a month more, I can go out. I’ll wait another week, then I’m ready to go with you."

"No way, can’t neglect health just for food. Don’t rush, there’s plenty stored in the mountains. Come spring, it’s still time, we don’t hunt in spring. Just sneak to the outskirts. Alright, all set. OK, let me bring you supper now, go to bed early, why hasn’t the son slept yet? It’s bedtime already. Feed him first."

Zhang Guoqing watched Zhou Jiao nursing their son and quickly went to the small living room outside, put the small pot on the floor, then placed the kettle on the stove to boil for a while, just right for washing up. He placed the small pot on the table padded with a mat and filled a bowl with white fungus. Other items were set for tomorrow. He grabbed the wild chicken and rabbit from the eaves of the west wing and brought them inside to hang them in the small living room. Locked the main door, put the white fungus on the small kang table for Zhou Jiao, then went to pour hot water to wash himself, and after Zhou Jiao finished supper, he closed the coal stove valve, threw two clean eggs into the kettle, checked for nothing missed, and securely closed the door.

He returned to the inner room, took a hot towel to wipe Zhou Jiao’s face and hands, and lay beside her holding their son. Left hand around the son, right arm around the wife.

"Jiao Jiao, sleep. I’ll pat you. Sleep peacefully until Tianliang."

Zhang Guoqing gently patted her back, and before Zhou Jiao fell asleep, he had already nodded off. Zhou Jiao quietly watched his face; it showed fatigue yet carried a smile. This silly man hasn’t stopped buzzing around joyfully these days. Sleeping at 10 p.m., up by 2 a.m. to feed the son, and awake by 5 a.m. Without enough sleep, not even iron-clad health can endure. Zhou Jiao quietly lay there, watching him sleep soundly. After a long while, she carefully moved the son to the innermost side, holding him herself so she’d know when he wakes.