Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space novel Chapter 322

Chapter 322: Chapter 249: (Revised)

"You guys better not mess with your little aunt’s stuff. Otherwise, no one’s coming back next time. Just sit there quietly, don’t wander around."

"No need to scare the kids. Be gentle, your little cousin is sleeping. Xi Zi, give those candied haws your little uncle bought to Ziwen and the others."

Zhou Jiao heard the commotion outside and quickly checked on her son. Seeing him sleeping soundly with rosy cheeks and not a hint of disturbance, she instantly felt relieved.

She packed a big handful of milk candies and the roasted seeds bought this morning, picked up the basket, and headed to the living room.

Zhou Jiao beamed at the group of kids in the living room, lifted the basket towards them, and seeing them run happily towards her, she hurriedly placed it on the table, "There’s enough for everyone, no need to grab. I’ll pack you more after dinner."

Mr. Zhang chuckled as he watched her interact with the kids, "Don’t eat too much or you’ll spoil your dinner. There are plenty of delicious dishes today, even more than during the New Year."

Zhou Jiao thought for a moment, then pulled out some change from her pocket and handed it to Ziwen, whispering, "Shh, keep it down, don’t let your mom hear. This is for you three brothers, take it quickly. Xi Zi just gave it to you. Each one of you gets some."

Xi Zi saw him decline with a red face, looked outside, saw his aunt couldn’t hear, "Just take it. My little aunt said it’s for you, so it’s yours. My little aunt doesn’t like fussing over it."

Zhou Jiao laughed heartily, "That’s right, Xi Zi understands little aunt well. Take it quickly, keep it with you, and buy whatever you like. Aren’t Ziwen and Xi Zi the same age? I heard from your little uncle that you three brothers have excellent grades. Well done."

Zhang Ziwen grinned widely as she gave him a thumbs-up. He adored his little uncle and aunt. They always praised the three brothers and never scolded him.

Zhou Jiao patted his head. Seeing Mr. Zhang sitting alone, she felt something was amiss. Suddenly, she noticed the long pipe was gone.

"Dad, where’s your pipe? You brought it, so why not smoke? Xiao Wu isn’t home this noon, I’ll have my brother-in-law drink with you, alright? That room is yours and mom’s. The quilts are all new, prepared just for you. If you’re tired, go lie down there and rest. Let the kids play freely, it’s okay. There’s nothing inside that can break. If it’s broken, it’s broken; out with the old, in with the new."

Listening to Zhou Jiao rambling nonstop, Mr. Zhang’s smile grew wider. His youngest daughter-in-law was indeed generous, with a temperament fit for great deeds.

"I’m not tired. You go rest, when the meal’s ready, I’ll have your mom bring it to you."

Zhou Jiao happily put on her coat and said, "Dad, if you’re not tired, go in and look after Ping’an. He just fell asleep. When he wakes up, call me. I’ll find my mom." With that, she hurried out.

Mr. Zhang watched her back, laughing heartily. This child really warmed the heart. She was so casual in letting him go in. He was well aware there were quite a few of their belongings in their room. This daughter-in-law truly didn’t see him as just a father-in-law, but as her own father. However, he wasn’t used to entering his son and daughter-in-law’s room.

Thinking about it, he got up, with his hands behind his back, and strolled towards the room. Standing by the study door, he looked at the bookcase. Then glanced at the furniture placements, took a deep breath, and muttered to himself, "Wastrel."

He walked through the study into the bedroom, quickly scanning the room’s furniture, and approached the bed. Watching his little grandson sleep soundly, he picked him up along with the small quilt and returned to the guest room.

In the guest room, Mr. Zhang looked at the heated brick bed by the window, lowering his head with a soft chuckle. After a while, he gently put the child down, covered him with the quilt, and patted his head, whispering to himself emotionally, "My grandson really knows how to choose a family. He came at just the right time, blessed, a little golden baby."

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