The Zhou Family’s living room had a piece of embroidery on the coffee table, one foot wide and half a meter long.
It was a portrait full of vibrant colors, depicting the former president in front of Tianmen under the blazing sun, surrounded by children with bright and innocent smiles offering flowers.
The characters inside had lively and vivid expressions; the flowers layered and blooming, faint scents of floral fragrance could be sensed, showcasing the essence of Su Embroidery to the fullest.
Zhou Xiaozheng frowned as he looked at Zhou Jiao. Seeing this piece of Su Embroidery, he realized how much effort and energy his child must have put into it over the past couple of months. He understood his daughter’s good intentions, but at the cost of her health, how could he bear it?
"Dad, I really just took some time every day, you can ask my brother if I stayed up late. I’m pretty fast. I still had to review my lessons, so it really didn’t take much time," Zhou Jiao said, raising her hand.
Zhang Guoqing helplessly nodded. She didn’t stay up late, but she did spend quite a bit of time. He couldn’t do much about it; his wife was quite stubborn.
Zhou Xiaozheng, seeing things had come to this point, could only instruct her not to embroider things anymore. His dear Jiao Jiao always strived for perfection, and it’s best to let go of such painstaking and eye-straining tasks. He didn’t dare to tell her earlier about the possibility of meeting the president, worried it would cause her to overthink. Now, he truly didn’t know whether to admire his child’s foresight.
"Leave the framing to Dad. Don’t work on sweaters for no reason; Dad has enough sweaters for the next ten years. Tomorrow our family will go out to buy some items to send to your father-in-law and mother-in-law. Go to bed early tonight and get plenty of rest."
Zhou Jiao nodded. Her mother was acting a bit unusual tonight, and only her father could resolve it. She decided to give her dad some time and space to handle it.
At dawn, Zhou Jiao got up early. With Zhang Guoqing’s help with the Gu family’s matters, she felt much more at ease.
The bugle sounded, and Zhou Jiao and Zhang Guoqing ran two laps with the soldiers and then practiced boxing with the old men. Now, as she was preparing breakfast with Aunt Chen, Zhou Jiao’s face beamed with a smile.
Last night, she didn’t know how Zhou Xiaozheng persuaded Lin Lishan. But now, Lin Lishan, in a good mood, would occasionally pop into the kitchen while holding Ping’an, joking with Zhou Xiaozheng and his son-in-law.
After breakfast, the family arranged for the children. Zhou Jiao specifically changed into work pants and an old cotton jacket. Over the past two days, she realized this was the mainstream attire. Today, with the family going out, the men looked handsome, and the women appeared fashionable, which drew too much attention. She preferred to blend into the crowd.


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