Outside after class, it started to snow and rain again, and a thick layer of snow covered the freshly cleared roadsides.
Zhou Jiao looked down at her newly added sheepskin boots, tentatively extended her right foot, and slid it back and forth on the ground. Seeing nothing unusual, she smiled and walked with everyone.
Walking behind, Zhang Guoqing replied to classmates’ questions while constantly keeping an eye on his wife. Catching a glimpse of this scene, he absentmindedly continued to watch Zhou Jiao’s back.
No matter how he looked at it, he had his suspicions.
He started recalling his wife’s behavior since returning to school, realizing he might have overlooked something. Considering Zhou Jiao’s thin skin, he resisted the urge to ask in front of others.
As they parted ways with classmates at the intersection, Zhang Guoqing, entangled by Yi Jiefang, paid special attention to his wife’s careful movements down the path. She was indeed more cautious.
"I just got back from home, but I don’t plan to return at the end of the year. How about we go together during summer vacation? In the winter break, we’ll borrow a car and go out."
"Sure, whatever you decide." Zhang Guoqing, eager to get rid of him, quickly agreed.
"You said it yourself."
Zhang Guoqing clenched his fists, wanting to kick this noisy guy away: "You get a car, I’ll go with you. Weren’t you just home? Why are you thinking about going out again, playing too wild?"
Yi Jiefang rolled his eyes: "You have no idea about my suffering. If I don’t leave, am I waiting for my father to send me to the army? This time even my mom can’t save me."
Normally, Zhang Guoqing would tease his good buddy, as if this slow reaction wasn’t enough; later, his wife stepped in to resolve things. But thinking this, his heart twisted even more.
If there really was another child, considering the timeline, it would just be over two months now. Was he close to losing his second child?
Zhang Guoqing gritted his teeth, looked at his wife ahead, and helplessly shook his head: "Did my wife have any favorite dishes down South?"
Yi Jiefang scornfully glanced at him: "She’s right in front, can’t you ask her yourself?"
"Don’t you always feel I’ve neglected you?" Zhang Guoqing smiled meaningfully.
Yi Jiefang shivered upon hearing this: "Disgusting."
"Didn’t you all have proper meals? Sounds like you’ve had a tough time, no wonder you’ve lost so much weight."
"Impossible? If not for tiring work, we’d all be rounder. It’s a pity you missed out. Sweet and sour pork, barbecued pork, roast duck, papaya soup, corn rib soup, everything you can think of..."
Before he could finish, Zhang Guoqing burst out laughing. Keep bragging, keep at it. Papaya soup? He deliberately glanced at Yi Jiefang and made a mischievous gesture towards him.
Upfront, Zhou Jiao covered her mouth, muffling her laughter. This silly boy isn’t even good at lying!
"What’s so funny? Do you think I’d lie to you? Ask Zhou Jiao, didn’t my brother serve more dishes that day? Private cuisine, the chef’s skills make dishes into artworks."
Zhang Guoqing averted his gaze with an enigmatic expression: "Oh, looks like your brother spent quite a bit."
"Of course! He was originally inviting you, and even prepared a package for you. But because you didn’t come, we had to enjoy it ourselves. I must say, it was really good. He’d never taken me there before, but he’s quite considerate of you. Just from a few letters, where did your bond come from?"
Zhang Guoqing shook his head with a smile.
"However, the Yi Family values rapport. My brother is quite a friend, being with him is a good deal for you. During the summer vacation, I’ll take you to the military camp to find him, he’ll be thrilled."
Bullshit! He’d be crazy to walk into that. Just imagine if his son married Yi Zhe’s daughter, he’d rather refuse the letter tomorrow.
"...Jiao Jiao, next time we go, let’s have my brother take us there again; I love those takeaway pastries. Right, I need to write him a letter, who’s going back to Beijing during New Year could bring some back."
Zhang Guoqing no longer wanted to listen to his irritating chatter, stepped forward a few steps and pulled his wife aside, waving back: "We’re here, see you tomorrow."


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