Looking at the sky, Zhang Guoqing was also eager to go home. The village hadn’t finished work in the morning, so if he rushed back now, he could still help. Pushing the door open, Zhang Guoqing shouted for his mom, and Mother Zhang responded loudly. After the two finished their ordinary shouts, they burst into laughter. Fortunately, apart from Zhou Jiao who was in postpartum confinement and their clueless son, no one was at home.
"Mom, what are you doing? I bought a bunch of stuff; aren’t you going to take a look? Take a break first, I’ll handle it later."
Mother Zhang came out from the backyard and rolled her eyes at Zhang Guoqing, "What’s up? Take the stuff to your own room so that those shallow-eyed ones won’t get tempted and sneak it away."
Zhang Guoqing understood that it was the second sister-in-law who made a mistake, making his mother uneasy. Quickly, he pulled Mother Zhang towards his own room and whispered in her ear, "Mom, come with me. I’ll tell you about how I fought off a shrew. Where’s Dad? I need to talk to him about this too, so he doesn’t get scared later."
Mother Zhang immediately looked worried, checking Zhang Guoqing over multiple times before feeling relieved. She took his hand and said, "What’s going on? That shrew dares to bully you? I’ll rip her apart first."
Inside, Zhou Jiao was also worried. She heard the voices from afar but didn’t see anyone, and didn’t know where he was hurt. A woman and a shrew, again.
Zhou Jiao looked at her sleeping son, using both hands to cover his ears. In a hushed voice, she said, "Brother, come in with Mom and talk. I want to see too."
When Zhang Guoqing and his mother came in, they saw Zhou Jiao covering the child’s ears weirdly, speaking in a low voice, watching them intently. It was only when they came in that she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mom, look at the stuff in the bag. Take what you need. Put those pig trotters and black-bone chickens in the kitchen. Leave the baby’s stuff here. I’m really exhausted today. Ran around a lot of places. Had buns at Second Sister’s in the morning. They’re all doing well and will come over on the third day of the washing ceremony. Oh, the Zhou Family also went, something happened there; I’ll talk about it when Dad comes back."
Mother Zhang opened the bag, taking things out and her eyes widened. This prodigal son. No matter how much family wealth there is, it’s not enough to squander. Just yesterday, she told his dad she wasn’t worried about him. Looks like she still needs to have a chat with the couple.
"Xiao Wu, this much stuff must have cost a lot of money, right? You can’t spend like this. Look at these white towels; why buy so many? Can you use them all?
I’ve already prepared brown sugar and red dates. There’s rice at home too. This rice you bought might be special supply, right? Can you really finish all these pig trotters and black-bone chickens? Oh dear, you’re such a prodigal son. Did you spend all your secret savings?"
Zhang Guoqing and Zhou Jiao snickered, these diapers are better than the towels at home. Next time, they still need to buy some towels; otherwise, if someone visits, it might be embarrassing. The two dared not rebut and only lowered their heads pretending to admit their mistake. Mother Zhang knew her words were in vain, and no wonder the pack of diapers was taken by the second brother’s wife; it was premeditated. Even with money, you can’t waste it like this. Luckily, it was Zhang Guoqing who brought it back, otherwise, if it were the other two sons, Mother Zhang would surely use her stick on them every few days. That pack of diapers took her more than half a year to prepare, asking many people to gather them. Sigh~ What to do with such a spendthrift child?
"Mom, don’t worry. These things aren’t expensive. I already made arrangements with a classmate a few days ago and only went to pick them up today. Oh, the white towels you mentioned are actually diapers. My classmate got them specially, said that they prevent diaper rash. They’re cheaper than towels.



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