Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space novel Chapter 566

Chapter 566: Chapter 447: See Clearly, See Through, But Do Not Expose

Yi Jiefang came over with a bag, and in the west wing, Wan Dayong and the others had already set up a copper pot on the charcoal fire, and Aunt Chen’s bone soup had been poured into the big pot.

The large table assembled together was piled with everyone’s contributions of lamb, pig offal, Chinese cabbage, white radish, tofu dumplings, canned fruit, several bottles of liquor, and a pack of cigarettes.

If it weren’t for the school’s constant emphasis on saving food, Zhou Jiao would really wonder if this was the modest prosperity under peaceful times. Seeing so much stuff, she didn’t plan to be stingy and contributed some vermicelli and specialty mushrooms.

Leaving them together in the west wing, she herself took her son back to the living room, asking Aunt Chen not to mind them and to quickly eat something and go to sleep early. Otherwise, they won’t be able to rest tonight.

Aunt Chen was already used to it; a gathering like this happened every month, even more punctual than a woman’s period. With no parents at the Zhou Family today, it’s a wonder they don’t turn the heavens.

In the west wing, a few people hurried forward to grab the bag and rushed to the table.

Yi Jiefang rolled his eyes, "I thought you were lining up to welcome me, casting sly glances for a blind man."

Ding Datou chuckled and patted him on the shoulder, "We’ve been good enough, everything ready just waiting for you to open your mouth. After today, don’t even think about it."

"Let’s eat, anyone who can’t drink, don’t waste it."

"Are you a pig? How can you dump everything in? Meat first, then vegetables."

"Such fussiness! I think you just want to eat meat first. I won’t add vegetables, and see if you can even get a bite."

"Oh my dear, which fool put the tofu dumplings first? It’s all mush now."

Zhang Guoqing smiled as he watched them scramble for food. He had just finished a big bowl of dumplings and truly didn’t feel like eating this chaotic stew. Before he even reached his chopsticks, the pot was empty again.

"Da Yi, are you stupid? Hurry up and take off your coat, or you’ll get a heat rash."

"Do I have time? A little later and even the soup will be gone. I’m so hot."

Everyone burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at? Quickly add more soup. In the next pot, everyone be more gentle, take your time."

"Who went fast? I saw you take two bites, I only had one."

"Quit talking nonsense, quickly pour the booze, let’s have a toast first."

Everyone sat around the table, chatting and warming themselves, enjoying a harmonious time. Unlike friends made in society, peers from school were much more relaxed with each other, lacking hypocrisy and filled with sincerity.

Zhang Guoqing was very pleased with this atmosphere and enjoyed discussing school and academic issues with them.

"Illness enters through the mouth, disaster comes out of it." Compared to other buddies in the Big Courtyard who often blurt out talk about current events, he preferred these high IQ schoolmates.

The idle Yi Jiefang, the outspoken Wan Dayong, the cheeky Ding Datou, the gregarious Geng Dasheng, among others, were they not people who saw clearly, understood thoroughly, but didn’t reveal it?

He watched his vibrant classmates with heartfelt emotion. Current events make heroes, especially those born into prestigious families. It’s not hard to see why some would always be ahead of others.

"Son, if an unknown person says they’re relatives and wants to take you away, what will you do?"

Ping’an: "Beat him to death!"

Zhou Jiao was dumbfounded—this works?

Ping’an burst out laughing, "Grandpa said, apart from grandma, grandpa, dad, mom, Aunt Chen, and great-grandma, if anyone comes to get Ping’an, don’t go."

Zhou Jiao grabbed him, tickled him, laughed, "You naughty kid, naughty baby, let’s see if you’ll dare tease mom."

Ping’an mimicked Zhou Jiao’s usual gesture, raising both hands to beg her, but seeing that it was ineffective, immediately counterattacked. The mother and son played around, getting exhausted and flopping onto the bed.

After a short rest, Zhou Jiao stroked the child’s hair and kissed him affectionately. Time flies so fast, children grow quicker, in the blink of an eye, the little dumpling has learned to play and tease others.

"Ping’an is absolutely great! Mom feels very proud and fulfilled having Ping’an. If you miss dad and mom, feel free to say it. Little baby missing mom and dad is not wrong. Outside, mom also misses Ping’an often."

Ping’an happily crawled out, "Really? I want to go to school with mom and dad to play."

Zhou Jiao forced back tears and nodded emphatically. Her child was still young, if she didn’t bring it up, he might not dare say he misses his parents, just silently enduring.

Reaching out to embrace the child, Zhou Jiao gently patted him, "Adult school isn’t fun, it’s all about studying every day. That’s why mom hasn’t taken you. It’s not that mom doesn’t want Ping’an to go, but nothing outside compares to the Big Courtyard. Mom will go home more to accompany Ping’an."

Watching the child nod with a smile, Zhou Jiao quietly encouraged herself. For her well-behaved and sensible child, and for the future of the family, she must try even harder.