Just before heading out, the old principal took a few more glances at the couple, Zhang Guoqing and Zhou Jiao. He really wanted to know which school this young couple had applied to.
Whether the county high school can become famous all depends on Zhou Jiao. The old principal had high hopes for her, hoping she could become the provincial champion and bring the school honor. While many people nowadays don’t care about this kind of reputation, he was different. He had taught students for so many years and hadn’t had a single outstanding student. The thought of it was truly frustrating!
Zhou Jiao had no idea the old principal had thought so far ahead. When she saw him looking over, she immediately bowed slightly, respectfully making a gesture of salutation with her hands and giving him a slight smile.
This old gentleman deserved her respect. In this era, there were indeed many selfless people, but elders like the Old Captain and the old principal had morals that deserved even more admiration.
Watching the old principal leave, Zhou Jiao finally had a moment to answer Zhao Yuanyuan’s question, and she whispered to her to talk about it later at home. It wasn’t an excuse.
Regarding the application preferences, she and Zhang Guoqing hadn’t reached an agreement yet.
As for the school, choosing a university in Beijing was unquestionable. After many comparisons, Huaqing University still seemed the most ideal. The problem was that Huaqing University was now an engineering university. So what was she going to do?
Her husband wanted them to be at the same school so he could take care of her. Zhou Jiao was quite moved by his intentions, though it would be better if he had no other thoughts. They had been together for many years, and she would never betray her love. Putting aside minor issues, she had her own concerns. Otherwise, she wouldn’t bother listening to his imaginative stories.
The foreign language department was risky! A military doctor lacked freedom! And the school histories of many places were chaotic! It was hard for him to remember all this. It seemed he made it sound like she had no other options.
As soon as class was over, Zhao Yuanyuan quickly dragged Zhou Jiao away, making Zhang Guoqing so angry he wanted to smack the reckless girl—always so careless. Last time Zhou Jiao had bumped her leg. Walking home with Li Qinglin, Zhang Yuntao, and Zhao Hongbing, he was still considering whether to let this girl apply for the provincial city instead.
They hadn’t reached home yet when they saw Ping’an eagerly guarding the door, standing next to Mr. Zhang.
Zhou Jiao didn’t have time to chat with Zhao Yuanyuan; she hurried over to pick up her child. Worriedly looking at the child, she saw him grinning brightly, and her heart was relieved. She truly feared the child would have a miserable childhood like her own.
"The child is fine. Our Ping’an is very clever. When he saw dinner was ready, he said you both were coming back home. He specifically ran to the door to wait and didn’t even want to play with the kids from the front yard."
Seeing Mr. Zhang smiling at his grandson, Zhou Jiao laughed, "Dad, why not let Mom wait until I get back? It’s exhausting to cook for so many people."
Zhao Yuanyuan, following closely behind, said, "I’ll go in and help first. Why didn’t my mom come over today? She’s got some nerve, with her daughter and son both here, yet she doesn’t come over..."
Before she could finish speaking, she had already run away.
Seeing this, Zhou Jiao shook her head and smiled. This temperament really says whatever comes to mind. She noticed Mr. Zhang chatting with Zhang Guoqing and the others and headed towards the kitchen with the child in her arms.
As she walked, she quietly asked, "Son, did you drink the juice mom gave you?"
Ping’an leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I drank it. Grandma gave me a boiled egg, I couldn’t eat it, so I fed it to Grandpa and Grandma, and they praised me for being a good boy."
Seeing him so pleased with himself, Zhou Jiao gave him a kiss on his cheek, "If you can’t finish, let Grandpa and Grandma have some, too. Remember not to stuff yourself. Tell Mom if you want to eat something."
The little tattle-tale leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Grandma was like this: Oh dear, Jiao Jiao is wasting things again. Grandpa was like: What are you talking about, let the child eat, that’s not wasting."
His mimicry of their tone was really spot-on! Zhou Jiao tried hard to stifle her laughter, lest she laugh and the little guy gets upset.
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