Free Web NovelChapter 1094: Chapter 967: Who Has Such Power
Northeast Zhang Family, Mr. Zhang also received that long-awaited reply letter. He took out a few sheets of letter paper after opening it, "Mother of the children, where’s the reading glasses Jiao Jiao bought for me?"
Mother Zhang pulled open the drawer under the brick bed piano and complained, "It’s right near you, why are you in such a hurry? What does Xiao Wu say? Nothing’s happened over there, right?"
"No, didn’t brother Ah Guang mention they might be on a business trip?" Mr. Zhang took the glasses from his wife’s hands, "The letter’s here too, rest assured."
"What do I have to worry about, my old son is capable."
His wife’s words didn’t match her feelings, Mr. Zhang felt deeply. He chuckled and said, "You’re right, let me read what our old son has said."
The sunset glow reddened the window, and Mother Zhang, lying on the bed, stared wide-eyed at her husband, eager to snatch the letter and have a look herself.
"...Dad, the autumn harvest is coming, are you itching to return to the village again? You must take care of yourself, I hope you and mom live to a ripe old age..."
"...Lately, I’ve been dreaming every day about you and mom eating steamed cornbread with pickled vegetables, clothes still patched in several places. Is mom still unwilling to eat and use things? Please persuade her more for me. The weather is about to cool down soon, both of you must be sure to keep warm..."
"...Let’s not compete with the villagers for firewood up the mountain, don’t give away the coal ticket this time. Have my brother get it early for you and store it at home..."
"...Tell mom that Jiao Jiao has already started buying yarn, and before winter she’ll knit sweaters for you and mom, letting mom do less housework..."
"...The kids are all very sensible...We don’t have long holidays, so we can’t return to the hometown to accompany you. When will you and mom come to Beijing? Definitely let your old son know if you lack anything..."
Following Mr. Zhang’s voice, rising and falling steadily, Mother Zhang wiped her tears while breaking into a smile.
"Mother of the children, how about you visit in the next few days?" Mr. Zhang paused halfway and sighed inwardly, the most caring son is still too far away.
Mother Zhang wiped her face vigorously, shaking her head, her voice hoarse, "Is there more? Quickly look at what our little Wu said?"
Mr. Zhang shook his head helplessly, "If you keep wiping your tears, I’ll tell Xiao Wu. If you miss your son, then go, with Xiao Mi’s sports car you and she can go without worries."
"You don’t understand! Xi Zi is about to have a wedding, the oldest in the family, how can I feel at ease? And the eldest grandson, I have to keep an eye on things."
Mr. Zhang muttered to himself: You’re really busy!
"This is great, heaven bless us. Quick, take a look at whether our Xiao Wu mentioned why it took him so long to reply? Did something happen?"
Mr. Zhang was nudged by her, teasing, "Why don’t you take a look yourself?"
"You’re just bullying me for being illiterate!"
"You’re not illiterate anymore, you can even write Xiao Wu’s name, who dares look down on you, I’ll beat them to death. Mother of the children, why don’t you write a few words to the son yourself?"
"Dad?"
Outside came Zhang the Second’s hurried steps and loud shouting.
Mr. Zhang climbed surprised to the window, stretched his neck out to look, "How old are you? Still so hasty, your father is here."
Zhang the Second ran in without sparing a glance at Mother Zhang, leaned in close to his father’s ear, and whispered a few words.
Mr. Zhang widened his eyes in disbelief.
Mother Zhang vaguely heard something about running away, plane, a whole family died, quickly reached out to nudge her stunned husband.
"Oh my gosh. Elder son, did you mishear? How can it be? Impossible, people were still praising them as good soldiers today."
Zhang the Second was also startled, ran over with the news to find the old man, "Uncle Zuo said he got the news last night and was just as incredulous as you. But it’s definitely true."
"Dad, Xiao Wu hasn’t replied for a while, do you think it’s related? Uncle Zuo says this time it will be a major upheaval, involving many people."
Mr. Zhang was still stupefied.
Beside him, Mother Zhang shook the letter at her son, "Tut tut, what are you talking about. Your brother’s fine, he just sent a letter."
Zhang the Second immediately patted his mouth, "Mom, you misunderstood. Uncle Zuo told me long ago this matter has nothing to do with Uncle Zhou, maybe our Xiao Wu has a chance to rise. His words weren’t clear, I shouldn’t pry further, do you think his meaning was this fool got mixed up in it?"
Mr. Zhang slapped him on the head, "What nonsense are you talking about! Where’s your brain? Didn’t he say it will involve many people? You don’t understand even that."
Zhang the Second rubbed his head, "Dad, what does that mean?"
Mr. Zhang looked at him disdainfully, "So many people going down, your younger brother has a chance to go up, you blockhead! If our Xiao Wu were mixed up in it, would Zuo Lin dare divulge the news to you?"
Hearing this, Zhang the Second breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, "That’s good. I couldn’t wait for Xiao Wu’s letter and with such a big event, couldn’t respond all of a sudden."
Mother Zhang suspiciously looked at her husband, then at her son, surprisingly asked, "Who has the ability to cause trouble for so many people?"
Mr. Zhang waved his hand to stop his son from speaking, "You’ll know in a few days, these big people’s affairs, don’t gossip, just do as we’re told from above."
Zhang the Second paused upon hearing this, his mother’s gaze unexpectedly freezing, he lowered his head taking up the letter paper, secretly rolled his eyes; he wondered why his mother seemed like she’d cried.
Mr. Zhang stretched out his leg to kick him, "Any other business? No need to go to work?"
"I’ve already talked to my colleagues. Dad, how about you and mom visit Beijing in a few days?"
Mr. Zhang shook his head, "The outside is unpredictable, chaotic, where would we go? Your mom is worried about her grandson’s and great-grandson’s weddings, she’s busy."
Mother Zhang cast her husband a glance, shook her head at her son, "Xiao Wu hasn’t returned home for a while, he should have time at the end of the year to come back for the wedding banquet, I’m not going."
Hearing this, Zhang the Second frowned. Return? He wasn’t keen on his foolish brother coming back at this critical time, especially not to attend the wedding banquet.
But how to express this to the parents?
Oh, should he say there are too many people wanting to cling to Xiao Wu, and at the grandson’s wedding the place will be crowded? Or say people are looking for Xiao Wu whenever there’s trouble?
If it weren’t for his constant blocking, even minor issues from the hometown would be plentiful. Return? No need for travel expenses, no spending money!
He suspected making these comments might earn him a scolding.
"What’s wrong?"
Zhang the Second paused, "Big brother discussed with me a few days ago, he wants Xi Zi’s wedding to be simple, preferably with no banquet."
Mother Zhang immediately shook her head, "No way, that’s not possible..."
Mr. Zhang patted her, "Let the child finish speaking." Then looked at his son, "Your brother didn’t raise the issue with me; explain what he’s thinking."
