After Zhou Jiao firmly made Zhang Guoqing finish eating, she immediately told him to sleep and rest, then she went out holding the child. Standing at the gate and looking at the old house not far away, she felt a bit embarrassed to go there—what a shame just now.
After waiting for a moment, sure enough, Mother Zhang came over, and she waved excitedly.
Facing Mother Zhang’s teasing gaze, Zhou Jiao quickly pulled her into the kitchen.
In the kitchen, Zhou Jiao, with wide-open eyes, held Ping’an in her arms. The mother and son were both staring at Mother Zhang, waiting for her to speak.
Mother Zhang patted her grandson’s head; the expressions of this mother and son were really similar. She laughed, "Didn’t you ask Xiao Wu? Do you think he’d dare tell you the truth now?"
"I saw he was too tired, so I let him sleep first. Mom, he didn’t put himself in danger to save someone, did he? Is he internally injured?"
Mother Zhang quickly took her hand, "Don’t worry. He’s fine! Your father said that it wasn’t supposed to be Xiao Wu’s problem, but he just had to join Mr. Wang’s team out of bravado. Did you see his clothes? All clawed by wolves. Luckily, he wasn’t hurt, or I’d have handled him myself."
Hearing this, Zhou Jiao sighed in relief.
"Such a good set of clothes just ruined by him. What a pity!"
Zhou Jiao stifled a laugh. Then she frowned, thinking that although clothes were a small matter, what if he got injured? She would wait for him to rest well before punishing him.
"Do you know how many wolves they exterminated this time? Your father said there were more than two hundred. Xiao Wu alone got at least twenty. By the way, the things allocated to Xiao Wu, your father let Uncle Dashan take back to the county town. As soon as Xiao Wu came down the mountain, he ran home without saying a word. Your father was so scared, he chased after him all the way back and now can’t even get up from the kang."
"Is Dad okay?"
"He’s fine, just tired. After they both sleep for a while, they’ll be more energetic than us. Your father said the village would certainly organize another trip up the mountain in the next two days. So don’t be in a rush to return to the county town. Take this opportunity to stock up on some things."
Zhou Jiao nodded helplessly. The family doesn’t lack food, and she didn’t want Zhang Guoqing to go up the mountain again. Who knows if there are still wolf packs in such a vast Daqing Mountain?
Then Mother Zhang talked about the number of injuries this time and the things collected.
Zhou Jiao listened absent-mindedly. Others getting injured had nothing to do with her; she didn’t know anyone, and she didn’t care. Her mind was on the village’s slaughtered pig dish, a taste she couldn’t replicate.
At mealtime, Zhou Jiao didn’t want to go to the cafeteria. After sending Mother Zhang away, she and the child finished dinner, bolted the door, and quietly returned to the living room.
When Zhang Guoqing woke up again, he lay on the kang, listening to Zhou Jiao’s gentle narration of fables outside and his son’s low laughter. Looking at the time, he realized it was already late at night.
He lay for a while, then got off the kang and went to the living room, "That nap was really comfortable. Have you eaten? Son, you should go to sleep. Get up early tomorrow, and I’ll play with you."
"Dad, you sleep with me."
Zhang Guoqing reached out for the child, cradling him in his arms and gently patting him. It seemed it wasn’t just his wife who was scared; the child also lacked a sense of security.
The couple dared not speak, fearing that the child couldn’t fall asleep. They exchanged a glance and smiled at each other. Zhou Jiao got up, washed her hands, and began wrapping bean buns on the kang.
She wasn’t in the mood a few days ago, plus with Mother Zhang around, it was hard for her to act. Now that everyone was back, it was time to comfortably prepare more steamed buns and bean buns.
Zhang Guoqing saw the child was asleep, gently placed him at the head of the kang, and covered him with a quilt. He stood by the kang for a while, seeing the child sleeping soundly like a log, he chuckled softly, "What good sleep skills."
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