Early the next morning, after Zhang Guoqing and Zhou Jiao returned from a run, Ping’an was already in the courtyard practicing horse stance, with Mother Zhang watching intently.
"Mom, isn’t Dad back yet?"
"He should still be at the small square. He’s having lots of fun playing Tai Chi with those old men all day."
Zhang Guoqing immediately understood. His mom meant his dad was practicing Tai Chi, and wasn’t it just like pushing watermelons? He laughed out loud.
"Does our Ping’an practice this every day?"
Zhang Guoqing chuckled and nodded, "It’s been a while. Later, he’ll practice a set of punches too."
"My grandson is so capable! Just like you when you were little, takes after you. Are you really heading back to the village today?"
Zhang Guoqing nodded, "I’m going to visit the elders in the village and take the kids to my grandparents’ graves. I’ve already hired a carriage; we’ll leave after breakfast."
"Can all your nephews and grandsons fit in?"
"No other way, even with money, you can’t find a carriage. I’ll first send you and Dad with the things, and then come back for us. Mom, let’s eat at the old yard for these few days; I won’t be cooking at home. It’s awkward with outsiders around."
Mother Zhang nodded, "Why don’t we also sleep at the old yard? The two rooms in the west wing are quite clean."
"We’ll still stay at home, otherwise Old Yougong might have thoughts. Does Third Grandpa plan for them to live in my house forever, or what?"
Mother Zhang frowned and said, "After the canteen dissolved last year, there are several rooms at the ancestral hall. It was discussed that they would guard it, but for some reason, they didn’t go. Your Dad and I feel awkward to bring it up. We can’t just let them live in, use them, and now speak up."
Zhang Guoqing was quite displeased with strangers living in their house. But it is what it is, so he has to go to the village to see what the Old Captain says.
He truly doesn’t believe anyone would dare to move into an empty house. His dad still thought Uncle was kind-hearted. Kind-hearted, my foot! It’s not like he’s dead, and the courtyard isn’t without an owner. Especially after hearing Uncle wanted to buy his courtyard. Are you kidding me? Let them go ahead, just afraid they won’t!
Zhou Jiao mischievously added, "Mom, do you think they might believe our family’s feng shui is good? Otherwise, why would Uncle want to buy our courtyard."
Mother Zhang had long thought this but couldn’t discuss it with her husband, as it’s his brother. Finally, finding a kindred spirit, she felt why Jiao Jiao was so in tune with her.
At this, she clapped her thigh, "You think so too, right? I feel that’s what they mean. Initially, your dad took the land closest to the mountain foot, and look what good days we’ve had. Uncle knows there’s no hope with the second courtyard, so he’s eyeing yours. When you were building the house, your uncle even said he was the eldest, and the first house on the east should have been his."
Zhou Jiao, feeling guilty, glanced at Zhang Guoqing. Is she going to tear Old Zhang’s family apart?
Zhang Guoqing looked at her amusedly and told Mother Zhang, "Maybe Uncle unintentionally said that. Besides, he chose first back then. How could he shamelessly regret it?"
Mother Zhang waved her hand, "You don’t get it! Your big cousin-in-law isn’t easy to deal with and is incomparable to your big Aunt. If she stirs things up, there’s no guarantee Uncle won’t have ideas. That’s why I can’t stand these narrow-minded young women."
Zhou Jiao laughed, "Is Big Cousin-in-law that formidable?"

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