Got on the little train, Zhou Jiao waved goodbye to Zhang Guoqing.
On the first day of school, Zhang Guoqing got roped in. What’s the class monitor for? Just as Zhang Guoqing declared, serving the class wholeheartedly.
He served the class, and after the class committee meeting, Zhou Jiao hurried home to serve her son.
Getting off the little train, Zhou Jiao frowned at the crowded bus, casting a disdainful glance; she’d rather walk than bear the smell of sweat.
She walked a section feeling guilty, finally managing to flag down a tricycle. She didn’t bother to haggle, paid twenty cents, and quickly went home.
Today she spent a day living campus life, knowing that she would have to go to the countryside to help with farm work next and participate in the National Day celebrations rehearsals. Not to mention Zhang Guoqing, even she couldn’t possibly be with the child every day.
What else could she do? Squeeze some time, you can always squeeze out some time to accompany her father, accompany the child.
When she got home, Ping’an came rushing out like a little bullet, "Mom, you’re back from school too? Where’s Dad?"
Zhou Jiao picked him up and laughed, "Your dad is also a class monitor like you. He can’t come home tonight, he’ll be back in a couple of days to accompany you. Was Ping’an good today?"
"Mom, there are kids in our class who can’t come home at night too. The aunties said their parents are busy with work and can’t take care of them."
Zhou Jiao rubbed his head, "In the future, mom and dad will also be very busy, coming back only after several days; what will our Ping’an do then?"
"What do you mean ’what to do?’ Leave it to me. Ping’an is very good and will sleep with great-grandma, okay?"
Zhou Jiao carried the child into the living room and found quite a number of people inside. She smiled, "Dad, I’m back. Why is everyone here today? Good news?"
Zhou Xiaozheng laughed, "Your great-aunt and them were worried about you at school, so they came to see you. They wanted to come around at noon, but I stopped them."
Zhou Jiao chuckled, "I’m not Ping’an. School is great, everything is free, and what’s not to like."
"How’s the food?" Old Mrs. Cheng asked with concern.
"Today the main meal was fine grains; I heard that the first day of school is usually like this, and later on they’ll mix in some coarse grains. I think it’s great, much better than outside."
Old Mrs. Cheng shook her head, "Still not okay. I’ll have the aunties send some food in the future."
Zhou Jiao quickly winked at her dad in fright. This won’t do!
Zhou Xiaozheng laughed, "Little aunt, no need to go to such trouble. I’ll have people send it over. By the way, you said Xiao Wu is the class monitor, didn’t you get a minor post?"
Zhou Jiao knowingly took over the conversation, "Study committee member. I don’t even know what it’s for."
Mr. Cheng smiled at her, "Work hard, these qualifications will be useful in the future. The child has us at home, you young folks just go forth and excel."
Zhou Xiaozheng looked at Ping’an, who was listening seriously to everyone talking, and beckoned him over.
"Grandpa..."
Zhou Xiaozheng held him in his arms, asked him in a low voice, "In the future, when mom and dad are at school and can’t come home, will you be okay staying with grandpa at night?"
Ping’an looked around at everyone in the living room and whispered, "Will it take a long time, long time to see mom and dad?"
"No. Just a couple of nights, they’ll be home. If Ping’an misses them, grandpa can even take you to find them. In the daytime at home, Ping’an can go to daycare, and at night you can hear grandma sing, hear great-grandma tell stories."
Ping’an smiled and nodded repeatedly.


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