The days have reached the tail end of autumn.
Busy as he was, Zhou Xiaozheng asked Zhou Jiao and Zhang Guoqing to take their child back to Beijing.
After much consideration, Zhou Jiao still refused. It’s not that she doesn’t want to see her dad, but it’s too troublesome.
The debt of human relationships is the hardest to repay, and she doesn’t want Zhao Chuan Guang to take risks on a knife edge. There are too few people who are genuinely kind to her, and she can’t afford to lose even one.
Most importantly, maybe... perhaps... the Northeast is becoming increasingly distant for her and her husband. She wants to leave behind more memories for herself, so she can remember the days in the Northeast in the future.
October 12th is Ping’an’s birthday.
But isn’t it also a birthday for their family of three?
The past life is like smoke; the present life must be cherished.
She wants to commemorate this full-year anniversary. In the Northeast, on this day, a complete memory is left behind.
"Jiao Jiao, our unit’s meals have also declined."
"As long as we can eat our fill. Nowadays, my parents and I don’t have much ration, and I’m really worried about them not eating enough. I should have known better than to transfer their household registration."
Zhang Guoqing laughed and patted her head. "Isn’t that easy? Transferring the household registration back is even more convenient. Now the village has finished the busy farming season, and the Old Captain has also reduced the food ration for each person."
Zhou Jiao smiled. She certainly knows that the city household registration is better than the rural one, with at least basic protection. Now that the steelmaking has also stopped, she’d be foolish to transfer her in-laws’ household registration back.
Zhang Guoqing saw Ping’an quietly playing with the building blocks, and strangely asked: "Son, why aren’t you making a fuss to leave? Aren’t you looking for your little brothers?"
Ping’an looked up and said: "Want candy, not playing." After speaking, he immediately lowered his head and continued stacking blocks.
Zhang Guoqing mulled it over for a while, "Your Brother Shitou asked you for candy, so you don’t like playing with them, right?"
"They have no candy, I don’t play."
Zhou Jiao listened and stifled a laugh.
"Son, you’re impressive, knowing about equivalent exchange already. Son, what gift do you want?"
Zhou Jiao watched the child blink his big eyes, frowning.
She laughed and explained: "Brother, the concept of equivalent exchange is something he doesn’t understand. Ping’an, what your dad means by equivalent exchange, you’ll understand when you’re older."
"Hmm, son, what gift do you want?"
Ping’an showed a smile with his little milk teeth and pointed at the toys on the kang.
"Okay, Daddy will take you to buy toys on the car."
"Thank you, Daddy."
Zhang Guoqing patted his little head. In his heart, he contemplated taking his wife and child to the provincial city early, preferably staying overnight, getting a birthday cake, to make the child happy.
Meanwhile, Zhou Xiaozheng was also discussing the child’s first birthday with Lin Lishan.
"Jiao Jiao doesn’t want trouble. If you bring a bunch of people over, can she manage hosting them? Think about the Cheng Family, Lin Family, plus Zhao Chuan Guang and the others—so many people coming over, Xiao Wu’s relatives will inevitably come over too; Jiao Jiao will definitely be exhausted."
Lin Lishan looked at him with a worried expression, hoping he could come up with an idea.
Her father had instructed her early on to remember to notify everyone to go over together, and even her eldest sister-in-law had personally mentioned it to her. Not to mention her little sister. If she hadn’t pulled him back hard, Mr. Lin would have gone over again this time.
Zhou Xiaozheng had always known that his grandson Ping’an was precocious and had exceptional strength. Now from Jiao Jiao’s letter, he discovered the child wasn’t just precocious anymore, and he no longer wanted the child to showcase himself in public.
He shared his daughter’s thoughts—to let the child keep his abilities as a trump card. As long as Ping’an grows up well, he hopes the child does not draw attention.
After considering for a while, he said: "How about, you don’t go over this time either. Just find some excuse to tell everyone you can’t go. I’ve already arranged with Xiao Yi and Ru Zhu to meet the child when he returns to Beijing."


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