After celebrating New Year’s Eve of 1964, the year 1965 finally arrived, albeit tardily.
With the arrival of spring, the much-anticipated relocation of the Big Courtyard proceeded with great fanfare.
Originally, Mr. Cheng and his wife insisted on moving back to their ancestral courtyard. However, with one indulgence and one plea from the three little brothers, Ping’an, they moved into a two-story house not far away, just like the Zhou Family.
Moving into a new home, life continued as usual. Except for one or two families moving into the city, the neighbors remained the same, with even more families in the surrounding area.
Life wasn’t much different, except that the location was in the suburbs, with a new bus line, a new yard, and new gas cylinders, meaning the living facilities were actually much improved.
And the children continued attending school and daycare as usual, but with the twins growing up, Aunt Sun left the Zhou Family.
Thanks to a direct bus from the military district to her workplace, Zhou Jiao still found herself commuting between work and home.
At work, she did not pursue promotions, maintaining a state of not competing and keeping a respectful distance from colleagues, even declining a New Year’s housing allocation by citing priority for senior colleagues.
In this way, Zhou Jiao became even more comfortable and successful at work.
Especially as rumors about her background spread, the female colleagues who once envied her youth and beauty set aside their prejudices, occasionally inviting her for shopping trips.
This year, Zhang Guoqing, having been made permanent, was transferred to the logistics department.
Everything seemed to be going more smoothly, and life grew increasingly comfortable. But Zhou Jiao, ever thoughtful, dared not relax. Because she knew, very soon, something would come...
After the New Year, just as expected, Beauty Liang’s behavior changed dramatically. She became more enthusiastic about socializing, parading around publicly in various garbs.
On another rest day, in a two-story house at the foot of a low hill, Zhou Jiao opened the window in the upstairs bedroom and gazed at the lush green trees outside.
This was a great place, even fresher and with better security facilities than her large courtyard home. If she could ignore mundane matters, Zhou Jiao would prefer to live here in seclusion.
"Wife, is there a fixed time for your business trip? If that old woman causes trouble, just take the stage and get it over with. Don’t worry about any bullshit consequences."
Zhang Guoqing handed her a cup of brown sugar water. These days happened to coincide with Zhou Jiao’s time of the month, so he was quite uneasy about her going on a business trip at this time.
Zhou Jiao smiled sweetly at him, "Alright, rest assured. My business trip is different from hers. She’s going as a companion, but I’m going for actual work. She can’t boss me around."
This is true. His wife had paperwork to act first and report later. If she encountered danger, she would reveal her hidden identity to scare others off.
"Anything else you want me to bring back? I estimate that this trip, even by plane, will take at least a month." Zhou Jiao sighed, "Perhaps it will be a long time before I can go abroad again."
Zhang Guoqing secretly thought that’s not a bad thing, but didn’t want to discourage his wife. "No matter where you are, safety comes first. The house has everything it needs. Be careful even if I’m not by your side."
He whispered in her ear, "Even if it’s full, there’s no place to hide it. Don’t touch the big stuff."
Zhou Jiao immediately burst into laughter.
That car was still taking up space, and she wouldn’t do anything foolish again. The things left by her grandparents had been sorted and sorted again, stacked layer upon layer, yet still piled high.
If not for concerns about their safety outside, she would have emptied everything out. Life taught her that nothing was more important than a full belly.
Zhang Guoqing hugged her, stroking her head, "Silly wife!"
"With me at home, you don’t need to worry. Stock up on medicinal powders, and don’t hesitate if you need to act decisively."
Zhou Jiao snuggled against his chest, murmuring, "Okay."


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