Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space novel Chapter 608

Chapter 608: Chapter 487: Longing to Return Home

Boiling and waiting, hoping and longing, finally, the semester ended, and we could have a winter break.

The local students at the school rushed home immediately; life was too hard to bear.

This year’s winter was particularly cold. Sleeping in the middle of the night, cold and hungry, often everyone in the dorm would huddle together for warmth, and we didn’t dare to casually relieve ourselves in the night for fear it would make us hungrier.

For most students, going home might be worse; households weren’t necessarily better off than the school, but after being oppressed for too long, people tend to escape with hope.

Originally, our class was supposed to follow the professor to units during winter break for tours and internships. But now, not even the teacher mentioned it, and everyone dispersed. Zhang Guoqing happily played dumb, telling classmates that he and his wife were going back to their hometown in the Northeast.

If there really was a task, you teachers would have to find him in the Northeast if you have the skills.

Carrying their luggage, Zhang Guoqing and Zhou Jiao followed Yi Jiefang and a few buddies, shouting all the way happily towards the small station. It was really difficult; his wife was about to turn into a paper figure from thinness.

Zhou Jiao anxiously stomped her feet. What fools! Aren’t you afraid of being exposed with such energy? Haven’t you noticed how lethargic and powerless the nearby students from each school are?

At the station, Zhou Jiao, panting with her hands on her knees, said, "Gentlemen, can we be more discreet?"

Everyone burst into laughter, realizing something was amiss, exchanged looks, and quieted down.

"Are you really going back home?"

"We’re protecting you as you go back."

Zhang Guoqing shook his head with a smile, "Unless there’s an emergency, we basically don’t go back."

Yi Jiefang and the others pulled long faces when they heard this. What about their meat? Their families had many people, unlike the Zhou Family, where only Zhou Xiaozheng could ensure everyone tasted the flavors.

"The bus is here; we’ll talk later." Zhang Guoqing helped Zhou Jiao and left first. By the end of the year, he still had to scour the black markets in Beijing to see the situation; he really didn’t plan to go home.

Near the Big Courtyard, even Yi Jiefang wouldn’t go home but instead carried his luggage to the Zhou Family first. They planned to discuss how to get through the winter, as who knew when they could gather everyone together.

A group stormed into the Big Courtyard, carrying luggage into the Zhou Family’s west wing. The elders hadn’t returned from work, and everyone lounged without any regard for their appearance on the kang.

Zhou Jiao was not surprised, went alone to the bedroom, packed her luggage, and took the clothes to the washing room. Seeing the time was still early, Ping An hadn’t finished school yet.

She leisurely walked into the living room to find Aunt Chen had already prepared two bowls of noodles.

"There are too many people, I didn’t prepare for them. You eat first, then Xiao Wu can eat after you."

Zhou Jiao shook her head with a smile, "Aunt, make some soup for them to fill their stomachs. They gave quite a few biscuits before, we can’t shortchange them."

"Alright. Xiao Fei seemed to have something to discuss with Xiao Wu, left a message for him to get in touch quickly. The head told you to take care of yourself and not go out too much."

Zhou Jiao nodded upon hearing this.

Speaking of Fang Fei, she thought of his wedding this year during National Day. It was really simple, just in the canteen, with the couple swearing a few words in military uniform, and they were married.

The couple prepared two pieces each for their in-laws, and she gave two as a gift. Her father gave each to the Yi Family and Fang Family. Thinking of the New Year’s money Fang Fei gave Ping An before, hmm, it was a loss.

Thinking of this, Zhou Jiao giggled foolishly. If this thought were known, people would say the son just takes after her.

Zhang Guoqing nestled in the west wing, listening to them chatter about which black market was the most suitable. Well, these buddies were knowingly breaking the rules.

"This is settled, next is the meat problem. I already asked an acquaintance for help with seafood. The price is twice as high as usual, anyone who wants it, speak up, no more than ten pounds per person."

"Just ten pounds, not enough to fill the gaps between our teeth. Think of a way to get more." Wan Dayong disdainfully curled his lips at Yi Jiefang.

"Brothers, there’s really nothing that can be done. Yellow croaker usually costs forty cents a pound, now you can’t even buy it for a yuan on the black market. We can’t make it difficult for others either."

Zhang Guoqing watched them with a smiling face, having a serious debate over ten pounds of seafood. His mind, however, was reminiscing about the past when a bag full didn’t even cost five yuan.

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