Free Web NovelChapter 1049: Chapter 922: Soft Approach or Hard Approach?
A week later, when Zhou Jiao returned from work and stepped into the courtyard, she heard Yi Jiefang’s loud voice excitedly recounting these trivial matters in the living room.
Of course, his main focus wasn’t on the people who had already been uprooted, but on lamenting that the old buddies weren’t in Beijing and missed out on joining the fun. ƒгeewebnovёl.com
"As soon as we got off work, Da Zhi figured out a way for us to go check out what was going on. Such a spectacular event didn’t even make the headlines, what a pity."
Wan Dayong interjected irritably, "On the newspaper? Dream on! If it hadn’t been such a big deal, they probably would have already been secretly executed. But those heroic folks who pulled it off are quite amazing, now things outside have quieted down."
"Hero" Zhang Guoqing shook his head with regret, "What a pity, if I’d known, I wouldn’t have left Beijing. Hearing you guys say that, how great were those martial arts skills? If I could have learned a trick or two, that’d be awesome."
"Get lost! Dream on. If those people really showed their faces, they’d probably end up in the cowshed. With such a major incident causing such a stir, you think the authorities would spare this lawless group disrupting social order?"
Zhou Jiao, who came in from outside, glanced at Zhang Guoqing and planned to measure the thickness of his skin with a ruler at night, or maybe measure how big his face is, hmm, that’s possible.
As soon as Zhang Guoqing saw her, his eyes lit up, and he immediately bounced up, "Wife, you’re back, your husband is home!"
Yi Jiefang immediately covered his face with both hands and shouted to Wan Dayong and the others, "I don’t know this guy!"
"Ping’an, go to the kitchen and find a meat bone for your dad."
"Hahaha... How many days has he been away? Everyone, try to count how many autumns have passed?"
Zhang Guoqing nonchalantly kicked his buddies, "Behave."
Ping’an stepped forward and took Zhou Jiao’s briefcase, "Mom, Dad is back, tonight the family is having a gathering."
Zhou Jiao smiled and greeted everyone, curiously asking, "Oh, what did your dad bring back?"
"My dad went hunting."
And, of course, some farm produce.
No wonder these guys came running, probably because Zhang Guoqing added some hype to it.
Zhou Jiao smiled and turned to walk toward the kitchen, "Then tonight Mom will show her skills. Is Grandpa back?"
"He came back to change his clothes and went out again. He said he has a meeting and will come home late tonight, told us to eat first, not to wait for him. I also called Grandma to inform her that Grandpa and Dad are back, and she said she’ll come over after she’s finished with her work, also told us to eat first. Dad just asked Grandma Chen to send her some food."
Zhou Jiao nodded, "Then you go to the living room, no need for you to light a fire in the kitchen."
Since getting gas, unless it’s the dead of winter, Zhou Jiao has given up using the earthen stove or the coal stove. Besides, she’s not used to the earthen stove, and with Aunt Chen handling three meals a day and doing household chores, it’s too much to bear.
The seemingly high price of a gas cylinder at 3.2 yuan is actually very economical, and she doesn’t have to keep an eye on the stove or be busy cooking in between.
Good husband Zhang Guoqing had already prepared some snacks and drinks on the coffee table when his wife entered the kitchen, "Feel free to help yourselves, I’m going to assist my wife, tonight you’re in for a feast."
Yi Jiefang was too lazy to bother with this thick-skinned ear, waved him off to hurry away! Delighted, Wan Dayong and the others burst into laughter.
The group chatted and joked, not sitting idly by, and seeing Aunt Chen hadn’t returned yet, they also ran into the kitchen to join in the fun, occasionally sneaking food and making jokes.
After dinner, the three or five "rowdy friends" made excuses not to interfere with the couple’s reunion and left after eating and drinking, swiping a few snacks along the way.
Friends like these aren’t many. Zhang Guoqing was left crying and laughing, pushing them out before he could sit down to tell his wife and kids about his trips and recent encounters.
But buddies, is that the point? You’ve already been exposed by your son.
Ping’an kept glancing at his mom, wondering if he should force a confession, use the soft approach or the hard one?
The vengeful Zhou Jiao signaled to her son, indicating how impatient he was at such a young age. Didn’t he see Liu Yi and May 1st already heading upstairs?
She perfectly played the role of the patient wife, occasionally expressing surprise with lines like, "Really, you met someone you knew?"
"Sounds exciting! Take the three of us with you next time."
"Indeed, my husband’s hunting skills are impressive."
Ping’an couldn’t bear to watch his dad’s silly grin, why didn’t he know when to stop and get lenient by admitting everything? The softer Mom’s smile, the more severe the punishment later, he was worried for his foolish dad. freēwēbηovel.c૦m
You think you can be the hero on your own, leaving Mom behind, and she won’t be angry? So naive, Grandpa said women have hearts as small as pinpoint!
Following his twin brothers, Ping’an quickly headed upstairs, he was still young and felt safer accompanying his brothers!
Ping’an didn’t know who won between his parents in this battle, but half an hour later, seeing the smiling faces of his parents pushing open the room to his brother’s room, it seemed no one lost!
"Sons, hurry and give Dad a hug."
"Dad, I missed you so much, couldn’t sleep every night thinking of you."
"Me too, every day after school, I couldn’t find you when I got home."
Ping’an wordlessly looked at his brothers, denying he ever sweet-talked like that before.
Couldn’t sleep? They wouldn’t wake without the bugle; coming home looking for dad? They called so many times, already guessed when Grandpa and Dad would be home, who were they fooling?
But dim-witted Dad, Zhang Guoqing, rubbed his twin sons’ little heads with delight, "Really? Dad missed you too, wondering what you were up to whenever I had free time."
"Ping’an, big son, why so silent? Come give Dad a hug."
Ping’an immediately smiled brightly, forgetting his inner monologue from seconds before, and quickly snuggled into his embrace, "Dad, you’ll spoil us."
"Dad’s sons can’t be spoiled! This trip with your Grandpa visiting old friends, those kids were a real headache, Dad and Grandpa nearly had a fight."
This time it was Zhou Jiao’s turn to be speechless. She shook her head secretly, a doting father who’d pluck the stars from the sky for his sons, there’s really no one else like that!
Still, it’s no surprise this time why he made such a scene, also proving he’s not shy to take action, touch his sons, and you truly rouse his wrath!
