Upon waking up in the morning, Zhang Guoqing looked at his wife sleeping sweetly in his arms and silently grinned. This little girl has begun to learn to knock some sense into him—does it mean she loves him even more?
"The sun and moon are the highest and brightest, spouses the closest and yet most distant."
This saying applies to others; he never feels that way about his own marriage. In this world, even if connected by blood, a son cannot compare to a wife.
Last night, Zhou Jiao asked a question that he subconsciously did not answer. What nonsense about a woman sacrificing her life for him. He never forced anyone; what does it matter to him how others live or die?
He knows his wife well. Even though she is inherently defensive and somewhat cold towards outsiders, her values are correct, and she has integrity, unlike himself, who is just a facade.
Just like the situation with Eldest Zhang this time. Even if she really dislikes Huang Cuilan, she still condemns the wrongdoing from a moral standpoint.
And him? What he’s lacking is integrity!
Zhang Guoqing laughed sarcastically. He understood at the age of five in his previous life that there is nothing that comes without effort in this world; whatever he wants, he must fight and struggle for himself.
If it doesn’t involve personal interests, everything is easy to discuss. Money can be earned if lost; suffering a little loss isn’t a big deal; didn’t everyone say that taking a loss is a blessing?
But if anyone ever threatens his wife, even if gratitude is as big as the sky, it’s worthless.
"Honey, go back to sleep."
Zhang Guoqing relaxed his arm’s grip and gently patted her, "Okay. Be good, continue sleeping."
When Mr. Zhang and his wife arrived at the provincial city station with a bunch of grandchildren, Zhang Guoqing and his family of three had already been waiting at the exit for a long time.
"Grandpa..."
Holding Ping’an, Zhang Guoqing smiled at Zhou Jiao and said, "Look, I even guessed the time correctly."
Zhou Jiao smiled and nodded. Just as she was about to speak, she unexpectedly saw Huang Cuilan and Lin Juhua were also coming along, indicating that her mother-in-law had really gone all out this time.
This silly girl, still unaware that it’s not her mother-in-law, but herself who’s footing the bill. Not to mention that a room at the inn costs a dollar and twenty cents per night, the meals require a considerable amount of food stamps.
There’s a saying that money matters less when you have plenty. As money becomes abundant to her, her focus shifts away from it. Making her dear parents-in-law happy becomes her aspiration.
"Mom, Sis, I’m here."
Mother Zhang looked up to see her youngest daughter-in-law grinning like a blooming flower, and she couldn’t help but burst into laughter with joy. The pain of just spending on the fare disappeared.
"Why come to the station to meet us? What if we hadn’t made it? Silly child!"
Zhou Jiao chuckled and stepped forward to take her luggage, "Mom, the inn isn’t far from here, shall we go drop off the luggage first?"
"Is it the same inn as last time?"
Zhou Jiao pretended not to notice her mother-in-law’s concerned look and immediately diverted the topic, "Yes, brother has already booked the rooms; it’s all waiting for your arrangement."
What else could Mother Zhang say? Her youngest son is a prominent figure; with people coming and going, they couldn’t let him lose face. She nodded, "Then let’s walk there; it’s very close."
It really is quite close, but it takes over half an hour to walk! The key is her mother-in-law’s intention, even avoiding the bus. Well... let’s walk, consider it as a workout, and an early shopping trip.
"Jiao Jiao, tell me what these places are, so your second sister-in-law won’t get lost later and embarrass you."
Zhou Jiao smiled, "Second sister-in-law, you won’t get lost. If you lose your way, just ask anyone how to get to Eighty-one Inn, they’ll surely know."
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