Zhang Guoqing seated Zhou Jiao next to his sisters-in-law. The table was full of familiar faces, so he wasn’t worried about anyone making things difficult for his wife. He took the three brothers who promised not to embarrass their grandfather to the front.
"Have a glass of water to warm up first. Where were you just now? Were you freezing outside? My eldest sister-in-law and I looked for you for a long time."
Zhou Jiao accepted the cup Lin Juhua handed her and smiled at them, "I just ran into someone familiar and chatted a bit."
"Jiao Jiao, have you seen Yuanyuan’s wedding quilts?" Huang Cuilan lowered her voice, "I was stunned in the new room just now. One red bed, one green bed, one thin and one thick, four sets in total, all with silk covers. And this isn’t even counting the blankets and towel blankets. I heard her family prepared for the whole four years."
"It made my heart race. If you’re spending money on school for a daughter and still need such a large dowry, who can afford to raise a daughter? I’m already worried about what to do with Mai Miao in the future."
How shallow-eyed!
Zhou Jiao couldn’t help but twitch at the corners of her mouth as she listened.
Lin Juhua was sitting next to Zhou Jiao, who was in between her and Huang Cuilan. Huang’s voice was soft and the room was buzzing with conversations, so she didn’t catch what Huang Cuilan said, but judging by her sister-in-law’s expression, it probably wasn’t anything good.
Seeing this, she smiled and said, "Eldest sister-in-law, no matter how much you like Jiao Jiao, you can’t ignore us, right?"
The young wives at the table immediately joined in teasing, and the atmosphere eased up considerably.
Zhou Jiao half-heartedly chimed in a few words, her glance sweeping toward the four father and sons at the front. She couldn’t help but wonder what was being said over there, with all the laughter and enjoyment.
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"Will you stay until after the New Year this time?"
Zhou Jiao shook her head, "We’re leaving tomorrow; we need to rush back to work."
"Such a pity. Next time you come back, be sure to visit my house. I live near your small courtyard, you should still remember where, right?"
Zhou Jiao nodded with a light smile.
"Jiao Jiao, come with your aunt for a moment." Unknown when, Cheng Hongli had appeared beside her. "You girls keep chatting; I’m borrowing her for a bit."
Zhou Jiao glanced at Cheng Hongli’s hand holding hers, smiled helplessly, and followed her away. The ceremony was about to commence; she wondered if there was anything she could help with.
Indeed, Cheng Hongli just brought her to the front to take a seat. "We’ll sit in the front so we can see Yuanyuan clearly. Your mother-in-law and Aunt Zuo are waiting for you there."
Seated at the front, Zhang Guoqing waved her over when he saw her. He then leaned down to joke with a young man in his thirties next to him, "Comrade Lao Yu, Comrade Zhou Jiao is here."
"I knew my sister was here a long time ago; do I need your reminder?" The other man gave him a sideways glance.
"You’re so arrogant; my hands are itching now."
"Go ahead. I’m not afraid of you now. Last time you fooled me and gave me a headache for two days. Watch out when New Year’s comes; I’ll make you drink until you drop."
Zuo Lin was nearby and raised his eyebrows in surprise at their familiar banter. From his investigation, this workgroup leader wasn’t from Beijing.
At the same time, as Zhou Jiao approached, she was also curious. She greeted everyone and sat close to Zhang Guoqing, intentionally observing her surroundings.
"Stop looking; your sister-in-law isn’t here."

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