"... Raise a glass and wish for good people to have peace all their lives. Who can drink with me, familiar year after year, we’re bound together from such a short distance to a far horizon, this affection warms the world..." Zhang Guoqing hummed a song, smiling radiantly as he entered the kitchen.
"Oh my, my youngest son is so happy today. Did something good happen?" Mother Zhang remarked with a smile upon seeing him enter.
"It’s good news for them, should be good news for our family too, right? Jiao Jiao, Liu Zhang has been transferred back to the provincial city."
Mr. Zhang, seeing his youngest son back home, finished the remaining wine in his bowl and said, "Kids’ mom, let Xi Zi and the others come over for dinner. Their uncle is back."
"Dad, no need to call them. They’ll come right over after tidying up their books. Jiao Jiao, put the stuff on the bed. Check later if it’s the thing you’ve been looking for."
Zhou Jiao nodded, then said, "Has there been any good news from the village grain station in the past two years? How come I haven’t heard anything?"
"Originally, he was internally transferred over. Just happened to bump into him at the station today." After Zhang Guoqing spoke, he gave her a meaningful look. He believed his wife understood.
Zhou Jiao caught on and glanced back at Mother Zhang.
Earlier, she’d gone out and returned only to find her mother-in-law acting strange. Seeing her having bought a pile of goods, it shouldn’t be any trouble. But once she came back, her mother-in-law was whispering angrily to her father-in-law. Who offended her mother-in-law?
Anyone who could make her mother-in-law so angry must be a familiar face—considering her temper, once she’d ranted it would be over, not like showing an angry and dissatisfied face while complaining to her father-in-law.
Supply and marketing cooperative—Huang Yaozong—internal defective goods—elder sister might have come but didn’t find her, bumped into her mother-in-law instead—done for, definitely a familiar face offended her.
Zhang Guoqing curiously looked at Zhou Jiao, wondering why his wife kept sneaking glances at his mother. She looked contemplative, as if she suddenly understood something.
Facing his questioning gaze, Zhou Jiao silently mouthed three words and secretly pointed towards the main street.



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