Leaving Zhang’s house, the two brothers walked together, pushing their bicycles.
Tonight’s wild vegetable cornbread made Zhang Guoqing happy.
Though it’s still coarse grain, it’s much better than corn residue cornbread. Parents can fill their stomachs, and life can be carefree.
For his parents, for his brother and sister-in-law, he asks for nothing more—this is enough.
"Xiao Wu, did you see it? Now even the sister-in-law listens to Eldest Brother. Parents won’t be wronged, in a few days when Sister-in-law goes to work, they’ll be even freer."
"Who told you Sister-in-law is going to work?"
"Jiao Jiao didn’t tell you? Isn’t the textile factory recruiting a lot of people now? Eldest Sister told her, and she went."
Indeed, she hadn’t mentioned it; if his wife talked about Huang Cuilan, that would be surprising. "Jiao Jiao should have told me, I’ve been too busy lately to pay attention."
"Uncle Zuo even asked about you today, wondering what you’ve been busy with. He hasn’t seen you this whole month. Is he looking for you for something?"
Zhang Guoqing shook his head, "Not sure. I’ll visit him in the next couple of days."
"Remember to go visit him. Today he inexplicably said, ’Our county is still the best,’ and gave me a special look. I always feel there’s something more to his words. Almost forgot to tell you."
Zhang Guoqing heard this and sighed secretly. Zuo Sen should be preparing to return to Beijing from the South now, right?
"Of course our county is good; if it wasn’t, would our ancestors have fled here? We’ve got mountains and rivers, we’d never starve, no matter the year."
Yes, never starve, but who knows what the uncertain future holds?
Zhang Guoqing wanted to remind him, but at last, swallowed his words.
"Brother, let’s hurry. I miss my son."
Zhang the Second mocked, "You sure you miss your son and not your wife? Don’t run away, wait for your Second Brother, you brat..."
The next day at noon after work, Zhang Guoqing noticed the front door open, thinking guests had arrived.
He knew his wife well; when male guests visit, she always opens the door to avoid suspicion.
"... Then Granny came over, and I found out this guy was bullying again, my wife hit him, and it hurt me inside. Alas... I’ve only got this one child, really don’t know how to educate him. This kid’s got his grandfather and grandmother shielding him, he’s naughty to no end..."
Zhang Guoqing raised an eyebrow and entered the courtyard.
In the living room, a couple sat with their son—it’s Fatty Li for sure.
"Oh dear, Mr. Zhang, you’re finally back. I just came from the elder’s place, he said you usually return after work. Sorry to trouble you, the child caused trouble again this time."
Zhang Guoqing laughed, "Come on, Mr. Zhang? Just call me Xiao Wu. How much trouble can kids cause? Who wasn’t mischievous when young? They grow up and become sensible. Have you been waiting long? Stay for a drink at home; is this your wife? You gotta go easy, what if the child gets hurt from a beating?"
Fatty Li hurriedly stood up again, "Don’t say that, I ought to be ashamed."
"Haha... That doesn’t sound like you. Sit down; Sister-in-law, you sit down too..."
"Uncle, are you really Zhang Mingyuan’s uncle?"
Zhang Guoqing looked at the child, who he quite liked—chubby and smart-looking, "I really am Zhang Mingyuan’s uncle. Little guy, did you resist when your mother hit you?"


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