Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space novel Chapter 573

Chapter 573: Chapter 454: More Sentimental Than Anyone

Mother Zhang inadvertently caused a big mess; she couldn’t quite figure out her feelings. It was indeed a wild boar, and it was her youngest son who caught it.

Is it a pity? Definitely felt the pain of losing it. Any regrets? Seeing the old sisters in the village, who were so ashamed they couldn’t even look her in the eye, she quickly let it go.

——Forget it, let’s just consider it as my son doing a good deed.

Zhou Jiao noticed the situation, her eyes shifted with thought. To make her mother-in-law happy, she had to give away a wild boar for free. Otherwise, it would be bad if the elder held in her feelings and fell ill.

The Old Captain promised with a smile to give Mr. Zhang an extra share of meat at the end of the year, which made Zhang Guoqing laugh heartily. He had no intention of gaining anything in return when he offered the pig; having a share for his parents was enough.

After dinner, Zhou Jiao hurried home before the elderly couple, taking out a wild boar. She patted the boar with regret, full of meat.

In the dead of night, Mother Zhang finally saw her youngest son slaughter their own pig, happily watching and directing from the side, leaving Mr. Zhang speechless. Fortunately, there was still one left; otherwise, his wife would be thinking about it until the year-end.

"Xiao Wu, keep the pig head for your father to use during ancestral worship. Our family’s good fortune today is all thanks to our ancestors’ blessing, and they must continue to watch over you from above."

Zhang Guoqing gave his mother a thumbs-up with a smile. This made Mother Zhang extremely happy; she thought for a moment and then said, "And you must also bring more meat back to honor your father-in-law."

Hearing this, Zhou Jiao couldn’t help but laugh. How cute was her mother-in-law! Didn’t she think her dad’s contributions were no less than Old Zhang’s ancestors?

"Mom, this time I won’t bring any back. Cut some for my godfather and the rest is yours. Whoever you like, reward them with a piece of meat."

After hearing this, Mother Zhang patted Zhou Jiao, "Silly child, how much can your dad and I eat? Look around to see which families need New Year gifts and get them arranged."

Mr. Zhang chuckled on the side, "Don’t you two want to visit your uncle’s house? Just bring some meat tomorrow, and mention that you won’t visit during the New Year. Also send some to Zuo Lin and Dashan’s families; repaying some small favors."

Zhang Guoqing had no objections to his father’s arrangement. Letting go of a third of the meat for social obligations, and leaving the rest for Mother Zhang to handle. Every year she liked making some preserved meat to store away and feel at ease, so it was just to her liking.

The next day, the couple carried twenty pounds of meat and two military coats as New Year gifts to the two uncles’ homes. They deliberately went early in the morning and even visited their cafeteria.

Compared to Zhang Family Village, this place really was lacking in food and clothing. Fortunately, Mother Zhang would occasionally support her natal family. Otherwise, it was hard to imagine how the two uncles’ families, with over twenty people, would survive.

For the nephew’s couple’s visit, the two uncles were overjoyed. Seeing the things they brought, they repeatedly refused, continuously saying their elder sister, Mother Zhang, had already helped a lot and they really couldn’t accept more. Even the cousins gathered around showed guilt, insisting they take it back.

The two aunts each went back to their rooms, rummaging through cabinets, and found some boxes of pastries, insisting that the young couple eat them. The grandchildren standing by looked at the pastries with bright eyes, sucking their fingers, not daring to make a sound.

Enjoying the love and care from their parents at home, the couple was also extremely busy. With schools releasing students for vacation, some old classmates returned to their hometowns for the winter break, naturally initiating class reunions.

Despite the lack of resources, with just a large pot of hot tea, a big bag of sunflower seeds, and a large plate of frozen pears, everyone, who hadn’t met for half a year, found joy in each other’s company, sharing stories and anecdotes.

Li Qinglin, attending a prestigious university in Hai City, participated in an activity there and couldn’t return in time. This group had only this one representative in the far South, eager to hear stories from elsewhere; unfortunately, he still didn’t make it in time for the reunion, which was truly a pity.

Everyone promised to meet again next summer holiday. The idea was beautiful, but Zhou Jiao knew it was unlikely. Setting aside others, after this winter break, Zhang Guoqing would have no time to return to the Northeast.

As a student union cadre, with his influence and capability, once the next student union president graduates next year, he’s likely to be the successor. Adding in practical activities, he’ll be even more pressed for time.

And Zhao Yuanyuan and the others had to return to school early after the Lunar New Year for voluntary activities. Perhaps next summer holiday, they would have to participate in grassroots practical activities.

In her imagination of college life, besides professional courses, it was either ideological and educational meetings or farming, with little time for students to enjoy themselves.

Zhao Yuanyuan privately complained to Zhou Jiao that she shouldn’t have gone to college; if she had started working earlier, she could have earned a salary by now. Even if she wants to drop out now, it’s extremely difficult, not only considering her parents’ views but also avoiding the judgmental gazes of outsiders—one wrong move and dropping out would become a blemish on her record.

Zhou Jiao comfortingly patted her—this child had really matured a lot since leaving her parents’ embrace.