Vol 2 Chapter 734: Back to the compound

An ancient book is not difficult for Zhou Jiao. After reading it twice, he will have to live his life. What's more, she didn't forget that she came here to spend a holiday with her son.
In the winter of Hutong's children, apart from the fact that the children run wild all day long without fear of the severe cold, the old people do some housework at home in Maodong and yell at the children to eat when they arrive.
Compared with Zhang Guoqing and his son's crazy play, Zhou Jiao, who is afraid of cold and fall, rarely goes out. Fortunately for her, being quiet and undisturbed is the state of life she has always liked.
She amuse herself and live her life as she pleases. In the morning, I watched the snow in the yard all night, and in the afternoon I looked at the winter scenery of the park through the wooden windows.
When the sun is slanting to the west, stand in the yard and look at the decayed grass on the half-golden half-gray wall, swaying with the wind in the winter wind.
When the enthusiasm came, the improvisation splashed ink.
If the water pipes are often frozen in the early morning, this life will undoubtedly achieve what Zhou Jiao has been pursuing, "Since then, splashing ink and making tea, keep silent about the prosperity of the world."
"Have you eaten all the time?" Zhang Guoqing greeted people with a loud voice from far to near, and Zhou Jiao put down the brush with a guilty conscience, rubbing her hands to keep warm.
Not long after, Zhang Guoqing came over from behind the screen wall with a net bag, saw his wife coming out of the study, and hurried forward a few steps.
"You don't need to hold me." Zhou Jiao waved her hand, "How about home?"
Zhang Guoqing looked at the yard, looking for something, and replied absent-mindedly: "Dad's return date is uncertain. The group rehearses for the New Year. Mom has often stayed in the dormitory. She lets you play with peace of mind. We can't go far away this year."
"Stop looking, my son is in the Tan's house next door."
Zhang Guoqing smiled and opened the cotton curtain at the door to let her go in first: "Aunt Chen was going to come and take care of us. I am worried that she won't be able to leave until the family knows that you are pregnant. I let her go and let her go back with me. The family gathered together and waited for Dad to come back."
Zhou Jiao pointed to the lunch box: "She prepared this? Did you bring her something back?"
"It's all my son's favorite dishes. She cares about safety." Zhang Guoqing was amused when he remembered that Aunt Chen told him before he left, "I told her, I thought I would bring home everything from home."
Zhou Jiao gave him a funny look, "You are really generous."
Zhang Guoqing smiled at her joking. After so many years of getting along, the other's character is trustworthy. If you want to, the two of them are often in school, and she cares about her own food. There are so many opportunities to evacuate, which is no use until now. Besides, to win the trust of his wife, father and daughter, I don't know if they have passed several hurdles.
Roasted sweet potatoes on the stove in the living room gave off a sweet smell. Zhang Guoqing took his fast-frozen amputation hands to the stove to "bake".
"It's cooked, I will peel it to you?"
"I'm not hungry, keep it for the children to come back. What do you want to eat for lunch?"
"It's more convenient to cook lamb in a pot." Zhang Guoqing doesn't pay attention to food. Their family can be said to have all kinds of dishes.
"Don't be afraid, tell me what you want to eat, I love you."
Zhang Guoqing looked at her amusedly: "It's naughty. While no one is bothering you, I will prepare more confinement meals with you during this time, so that it is not convenient to look back."
The more he talked, the more he felt that he was negligent. Busy playing these days, his wife is busy with poetry. The details of life have been forgotten.
Since he thought of acting, Zhang Guoqing moved his slowed hands, took Zhou Jiao into the stove, and told her to sit and set fire. With previous experience, I don't need Zhou Jiao to remind me.
As it approached noon, Xiao Ping'an very eye-catchingly declined the Tan family's old man to leave dinner, stood at the gate and waved to let his big brother go back, unlocked the lock and rushed into the house alone.
He entered the yard, ran to the kitchen, smelled the fragrance, he was proud of his intelligence.
"I'm back, I'll have dinner right away." Zhang Guoqing was happy when he saw the children, "Will the Tan family be cold? What are you all playing?"
Ping'an touched his fingers and said one by one: "They play with the fan triangle. They are all cigarette papers picked up outside. I didn't play. I played with picking sticks. Later, Xiaogangzi borrowed my glass beads to let me play, but Mrs Tan stopped him. He said that I am young and cannot play with these dangerous things."
Zhang Guoqing knew what he said about picking a stick. It is colorful, with pointed ends and even roots. Hutong Foreign Supply and Marketing Cooperatives sell them. To play this, you need to be bold and careful, mainly practicing the coordination of hands, brain and eyes. Usually parents with some common sense are willing to prepare for their children.
Zhou Jiao nodded to the side: "The old man is a caring person. If you can promise not to put these gadgets in your mouth. Mom will buy it for you."
"What to buy!" Zhang Guoqing refused in one mouthful, and she raised her eyebrows in surprise.
"You give my son all the golden beans at home, and any other pearls and agate beads. If we want to play, we will play tall."
Zhou Jiao was so happy to hear the words.
Ping An also giggled.
Zhang Guoqing followed them with laughter, and then laughed: "Tonight, our family of three will hide in the blankets and play. When the situation is better in the future, my son will see who is pleasing to his eyes, and I will give you a sentence and reward you for playing."
He squeezed his eyes at the laughing wife: "Isn't it very bullish?"
"No! A golden bean can buy a thousand catties..."
Zhang Guoqing quickly raised his hand to beg for mercy: "Son, don't, give your dad some room for imagination."
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Happy days are always short~EbookFREE.me~ A roll of frozen persimmons on the window sill outside the house is finished, and it is time for a family to return to the compound.
As the New Year passes, the festive atmosphere of the New Year becomes stronger. Customers can always be seen lining up in long queues braving the wind and snow at any time outside the malls and supply and marketing cooperatives passing by.
As if leaving quietly, the family of three will come back quietly and silently at work time.
Aunt Chen in the kitchen heard the movement, and when she came out, she smiled with joy, and hugged the running peace in front of her, "Why don't you say so, I can pick you up."
"Just a few steps away, what can I pick up." Zhou Jiao smiled and shook her head. "Why doesn't Auntie stay at home for a few more days, how is the house?"
"There is nothing wrong at home, I will come back first. If you know you are going home, I will cook the kang earlier. It's cold inside. You go to the living room to warm up first, and I'll be fine."
Zhou Jiao didn't blame her for burning the kang for herself. Knowing that she was saving for her own family, she shook her head: "We can do it by ourselves. Auntie will do it first."
That's what I said, but how could Aunt Chen go back to the kitchen? It was still early for dinner anyway. She hurried to get familiar with the firewood briquettes.
Here Zhang Guoqing hugged Zhou Jiao into the living room. After she settled down, he lifted her luggage: "I miscalculated. I should inform her last night. I'll go and hold hands. You can lean first."
"Dad, let me help you."
"Thank you son. I can handle it. Go to your room to see if the Kang is hot or not, and what else is missing." After Zhang Guoqing finished speaking, he left the living room and the east wing without waiting for their mother and son to reply.
"Little Wu, the kid Dayi came back from the army a few days ago. He has been here several times these days and asked you to call him."
Zhang Guoqing smiled and nodded when Aunt Chen said this. Not only is it easy to liberate this kid, other guys should also come back from the field for the New Year, and then some will be busy.