Once Zhang Guoqing returned to the bedroom, he saw Zhou Jiao holding their son and reading a book on the living room kang, humming a little tune, leisurely and enviable.
"Brother, you’re back? Where’s Dad?" As soon as Zhou Jiao saw him come in, her eyes lit up and she stared at him, feeling truly surprised not to see her dad afterwards.
"Don’t rush, I’ll tell you in a bit, it’s not bad news. I’ve been busy all day, let me tidy up first, I’m filthy," Zhang Guoqing said, pouring hot water and casually taking a towel.
Seeing Zhou Jiao could still stay calm, he smiled and didn’t rush to speak. He first made a cup of hot tea and placed it on the coffee table, and after preparing everything, he returned to Zhou Jiao, took their son, and sat down.
He started to narrate, beginning from the time he went to Zhou Family in the afternoon to deliver gifts, and talked all the way until Old Mr. Cheng and Old Mrs. Cheng took Zhou Xiaozheng back to the guesthouse at night.
"That’s how things are, it happened so fast, I haven’t even reacted and tomorrow we’re going to the ancestral hall. But I’m really relieved inside.
Mrs. Zhou is not blameless either; she knew the truth. Yet your dad grew up without uttering a word. She even knew Liu Xizhi, who was obviously a child temporarily fostered at her house, intended to inherit the bloodline roots of two families. But instead, she deliberately concealed it, even though she’s not lacking a son. I think she’s just a little conscientious. Her way of handling things only appears unnoticeable in comparison with Old Man Zhou."
Zhou Jiao reflected on her childhood experiences, recalling her grandfather’s disdainful yet proud look, and her grandmother’s growing distance as she grew older. Then she thought of her five or six parts similarity to Grandma Lin and the resemblance between her and her father, suddenly stunned.
Zhang Guoqing, seeing her face change urgently, hastened to wake her up, "What’s wrong, Jiao Jiao?"
Looking at the familiar face in front of her, Zhou Jiao gently said, "So my grandmother Gu Mingzhu and Grandma Gu Ruyi are sisters from the same clan. They should know each other and are very similar. Therefore, my dad and my grandmother also resemble each other. You say when Old Zhou Family and Lin Family initially met, why didn’t they feel curious? The same Gu, the same Zhou, all from renowned families in the same place. My grandmother might have realized it later, but what about my grandma? Brother, human hearts are unpredictable."
Zhang Guoqing was instantly dumbfounded. He hadn’t thought of this matter in the evening; otherwise, he would have asked his father-in-law. He tried hard to recall what Old Mrs. Cheng said during the evening, but unfortunately, he had walked away in the middle.
"Old Mrs. Cheng mentioned the Gu Family had come demanding adoption. She also said she secretly investigated the Gu Family, whom she hated most. The Cheng Family, being outsiders, couldn’t help with the Gu Family affairs. Plus, with bandit chaos, they escaped. Most critically, your grandmother Gu Mingzhu’s mother was forced to death; the Gu Family clan certainly didn’t spare the legitimate wife at that time.
Wait, let me think, something’s amiss, it’s wrong! Aunt Grandma has an ordinary attitude towards your mom. Even you have asked several times, holding onto your dad’s hand, directly stuffing the small wooden box into your dad’s hand, while your mom was beside him. Logically, their two families were neighbors and should be very familiar, but her attitude towards your grandpa was also very normal. But this is in-laws. Old Mr. Cheng even said he would visit the in-laws tomorrow, our in-laws can’t compare to your mom’s in-laws. Yet during the drinking, nobody mentioned a word about the two families being in-laws. Even the grandpa didn’t utter a word."
Zhou Jiao nodded and said, "Dad will understand. It’s enough that he understands."


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