The long-awaited autumn rain finally arrived, yet a light drizzle could not extinguish people’s passion.
Working in the rain, the furnace continued to blaze fiercely.
After this drizzling rain, everyone felt it was divine intervention, and they finally produced so finished goods.
Nowadays, people no longer aspire for first place but just strive to do their best.
It’s a pity... quite regrettable...
After the rain cleared, the earthen furnace went on strike. Seeing people’s disappointed, tearful faces, Zhou Jiao couldn’t express how she felt.
Master Cui began circling the furnace for half a day, eventually concluding that the furnace needed repairs.
With the furnace needing repairs, Master Cui led the team to guard the furnace day and night, continuously busy. anwhile, most people’s work schedules started to adjust.
Suddenly, life returned to normal, working during the day, resting at night.
After ten days to half a month, the furnace once again blazed with intense flas. After a few days, it went on strike again. Repairs were initiated... and then work resud.
"Once ignited, then waning, thrice exhausted."
With the repeated repairs, people gradually started losing enthusiasm.
One weekend, Zhao Chuan Guang and his wife ca to the county town again.
Zhou Jiao heard the sound of the car and ran out to the door, joyfully shouting, "Godfather, godmother, why are you here? I thought I’d see you by next weekend at the earliest."
Huang Hui Min chided with a smile, "You ungrateful girl, don’t even co ho to visit your godmother. Since you didn’t co, I had to co see you, because you’re my daughter."
"Wife, let’s go inside first. Jiao Jiao, where are Xiao Wu and the kids?" Saying this, Zhao Chuan Guang picked up a pile of bags and walked inside.
Zhou Jiao, holding Huang Lijuan’s arm, laughed, "Brother took Ping’an to the cafeteria to fetch food, they’ll be back soon. Haven’t you eaten yet? Perfect timing to eat together."
"No, we’ve eaten before coming. Is work tiring now? How’s the street food? Your dad worries you might not be honest in your letters, he called a few days ago. He hopes you return ho early if there’s nothing to do."
Entering the living room, Zhou Jiao poured two cups of tea and handed them to them, smiling, "I’m really not working, take a look at my hands."
Zhao Chuan Guang and his wife glanced at her open palms and smiled.
Zhao Chuan Guang grinned, "I also told him over the phone. Your dad is still not assured, I think you should send so photos over, let him take a look. Is the cafeteria still serving corn cakes and sweet potato porridge?"
"Sotis there’s rice, the food’s okay. Godfather, godmother, you didn’t bring more pastries again, did you? Save them for my elder and younger brother, they’re growing, don’t hold back from them."
Huang Hui Min glanced at her, "Don’t worry. Your two brothers are not lacking food. Oh, inside there are so pastries they gathered for you."
"Oh, godmother, rember to tell them I’m really touched. Let them eat for themselves, don’t bring them over later. Look at my complexion; isn’t it great? Honestly, I’m doing well here. Really! I’m not lying to you. See, besides you two, my dad, mom, auntie, and younger aunt haven’t stopped sending parcels to ."
Zhao Chuan Guang looked at her with a beaming smile. He certainly knew the child doesn’t lack anything now. But not seeing them for so ti made him and his wife concerned.
After a while, Zhang Guoqing returned ho carrying his son and a bamboo basket.
Seeing Zhao Chuan Guang and his wife made him delighted.
"Godfather, godmother, how long have you been here? Had I known, I would’ve co back earlier."
Zhao Chuan Guang took the child, saying with a smile, "Just arrived, haven’t even ward the chairs. Your father-in-law insisted I co to investigate the truth, worried you might be deceiving him in letters."
"Has the child eaten? You two better eat quickly; it won’t be good if it gets cold."
Zhang Guoqing and his wife casually ate a bit. As for their son, with guests there, Zhang Guoqing mixed so milk powder and fed a few bites of rice to the child to fill his stomach.
Zhao Chuan Guang and his wife noticed the different als and realized street dining couldn’t compare to the units.
They didn’t say much more; this was an unchangeable reality. For now, they could only visit frequently bringing goodies to treat the kids.
After eating, Zhao Chuan Guang left his wife to accompany Zhou Jiao and her son, while he pulled Zhang Guoqing into the study.
In the study, Zhao Chuan Guang said in a low voice, "Besides worrying about your work and life, your dad specifically ntioned two things to . He’s concerned they weren’t detailed in letters, and you might not have taken them to heart."
Zhang Guoqing, hearing this, watched him closely waiting for more information.
"Have you guessed anything?" Zhao Chuan Guang, seeing his calm deanor, suddenly wanted to tease him.
Zhang Guoqing had a hunch about one matter, but couldn’t figure out the other. "The Lin Family? The other issue is unclear." Saying this, he shook his head.
Zhao Chuan Guang smiled, then began discussing the matter.
Mr. Lin from the Lin Family retired last month. He didn’t go to Beihai River, still living in the original courtyard.
Mrs. Lin has been in the nursing ho since Zhang Guoqing and his wife returned ho, hasn’t returned to the Big Courtyard.
Eldest Lin, Lin Aiguo, is still under Zhou Xiaozheng, hasn’t been reassigned. His daughter Lin Xuelin went to the Northwest Corps last month.
Lin Lao’er, Lin Aidang, was transferred from his original unit, took his wife to Northwest grassroots.
His wife, Jiang Jiangyu, who was previously detained, managed through her father’s and father-in-law’s connections to escape disaster and preserve her life.
Zhang Guoqing frowned upon hearing this.
"Not satisfied, are you? Lin Xuelin, the culprit, can’t escape us; she can’t disappear just like that; she still has so uses.
Old Lin, for his eldest grandson, exerted all his effort this ti. He and Jiang Jiangyu’s father caught the informant’s faults, turned that person into a criminal. Ultimately, the criminal’s report couldn’t be considered as evidence, requesting Jiang Jiangyu’s release.
Those two old folks pulled so tricks, but Jiang Jiangyu was still expelled, stripped bare, and followed Lin Lao’er to the grassroots. Oh, right, he just happens to work under Uncle Wang’s forr subordinate now."
Zhang Guoqing looked at Zhao Chuan Guang’s mischievous smile and laughed.
Honestly, he didn’t care much about Lin Lao’er’s wife’s punishnt. If truly wanted to eliminate her, there were ways. Since his father-in-law spared her life, he would respect his father-in-law’s wish.
But why keep Lin Xuelin around? He couldn’t fathom his father-in-law’s intention. Yet, whenever he recalled that scene, he felt like killing her.
Who is Zhao Chuan Guang, if not soone who could discern the murderous glint in Zhang Guoqing’s eyes? He sighed quietly; as Brother Zheng said, Xiao Wu is still too impulsive, not composed enough.
"Xiao Wu, rember these words from your godfather: observe your father-in-law’s actions and learn from his mindset. Jiao Jiao is his biological daughter; did you notice anything unusual in his handling of the Lin Family matters?"
Zhang Guoqing nodded. Rationally, he knew Zhou Xiaozheng was right, but emotionally he couldn’t accept that soone who wanted to kill his wife was still alive and well.
"There’s another matter; I don’t know why he insisted I instruct you. He asked to convey to both of you: don’t roam around unnecessarily."
Zhang Guoqing’s heart skipped a beat hearing this, and he laughed, "Recently we often traveled to other places for fun, Jiao Jiao even described how enjoyable it was in the letters. He probably fears we’ll get too wild, go too far where it’s unsafe."
"You shouldn’t be taking the child to wander around. Ah... your dad doesn’t understand deprivation amidst abundance. He’s always at Beihai River, unaware that nowadays we can’t even go, even if we want to play."
Zhang Guoqing laughed heartily. Not just now, in the future, it’d be even harder to go on trips outside. Zhao Dashan’s been yearning to go fishing at sea, but must it rest now too.
Ever since the big collective was ford, all property belonged to the public collective nature. Who would risk their life privately taking people to fish at sea? Now he’s even avoiding going up the mountains, not daring to bring anything down openly.
Much less should go now, since his father-in-law advised them to avoid roaming for no reason. Alas... it’s safer in the county town.
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