Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space

Chapter 1007 - 880: What is True Character?

Zhou Jiao tightened his hand, furrowing her brow, "No! I’m worried about you getting hurt. The amount of emotion you invest in those nephews and nieces, if they hurt you in the future, you’ll be just as heartbroken."Zhang Guoqing teased upon hearing, "Is this what they call pillow talk?"

Zhou Jiao couldn’t help but laugh. To be honest, it does have a bit of that flavor.

"Do you think I’m too selfish?"

Zhang Guoqing shook his head. This is the genuine nature that he likes! Why should their family’s possessions be given to outsiders? Doing good deeds can at least provide peace of mind.

Receiving the teacup Zhou Jiao handed over, he took a sip and looked outside, "There aren’t many people in this world who can make me sad anymore. Having Dad’s protective love and you accompanying me throughout my life, these two pure emotions are already enough for me to enjoy a lifetime.

Even if in the future, my parents give up on me for other children, even if my three sons marry and focus on their own families, what does it matter?"

Zhou Jiao looked at him with a mix of heartache and guilt. If she had known, she wouldn’t have pointed out his weak spots—why let him be overly clear-minded? Isn’t it better for people to live a little muddle-headed?

Turning his head and meeting her gaze, Zhang Guoqing was momentarily stunned, his heart’s thousands of words condensed into one: "Silly wife!"

Zhou Jiao crinkled her nose at him, stuck out her tongue, "Silly husband!"

Her deliberate attempt to disrupt the gloomy atmosphere indeed amused Zhang Guoqing.

Seeing the man’s cheerful face, Zhou Jiao rubbed her arm and took the opportunity to suggest heading back to the room. The issue with the nephews from the old home doesn’t need Zhang Guoqing to elaborate; she can guess the general situation.

It’s nothing more than a few nephews and nieces in school connecting with classmates. As for why they haven’t come to Beijing? Once they do, their family will host them; it’s no big deal.

But she’s not planning to discuss this knot further.

Miao Lishan returned from overtime with a piece of news that’s neither good nor bad.

A large group of people cleaned out recently, most of whom are to be sent to rural areas for labor reform. Among them are her old sisters of similar standing.

Of course, Zhou Jiao understands her mom’s definition of similar standing.

"Did you go see them tonight?"

Miao Lishan shot her a glance, "Aren’t you usually quite smart?"

Zhou Jiao smiled noncommittally, "I’m worried about your old friends."

Miao Lishan shook her head, "I say old friends, but it’s not to that extent. I spent years out, what feelings could I have with them? They used to laugh at me. It’s only because your dad returned that they visited, so I couldn’t disagree, and in recent years we’ve stayed in touch."

This wasn’t just Zhou Jiao but even Zhang Guoqing knew. She and her mother both share this trait—no close friends. His wife doesn’t trust people; his mother-in-law once got hurt.

"I used to resent what they did to me, but now I don’t. It’s too pitiful—one of them is five years older than me, heard she got a shaved yin-yang head and was beaten to vomit blood."

Zhou Jiao furrowed her brows, "What’s the reason?"

Miao Lishan shivered suddenly at some thought, "Her husband’s family has a relative across the strait, and she knowingly continued using overseas remittance coupons..."

"Mom!"

Miao Lishan looked at her, shaking her head, "I’m fine."

"Right! You have Dad, you have me, you have Brother, and Ping’an—they’re all here for you. Nobody can hurt you! Your daughter alone can protect you."

Miao Lishan smiled and nodded seriously.

"Suppose, and I mean suppose, don’t get nervous. Suppose one day someone frames you, remember to grit your teeth and don’t be afraid. Even if someone secretly detains you, don’t fear; I have a notebook, and I would immediately find you. If anyone dares touch a hair on you, remember this—I’ll destroy their entire family."

Being cared for by her daughter like this, Miao Lishan laughed heartily, "Don’t worry, such things won’t happen!"

Zhou Jiao gave her mother a deep look and smiled, "Right, it won’t happen!"

This mother-daughter contrast...

Seeing this, Zhang Guoqing smiled and shook his head.

During the conversation, Miao Lishan felt she forgot something and was suddenly reminded by a casual remark of "Four Olds" from her son-in-law, causing her to clap her hands and stand up.

Zhou Jiao wasn’t surprised; her mom must have recalled something.

"Today your aunt received news: Cheng Family’s ancestral graves were dug up badly, she doesn’t know how to tell the elder and old lady. Do you think it’ll happen to your grandmother’s family graves?"

"Quickly, before your dad gets back, we need a plan." Miao Lishan’s eyes sought help from her daughter and son-in-law, "Cheng Family has several officials, if they can’t protect it, I’m not hopeful for Gu Family graves."

Zhou Jiao glanced at Zhang Guoqing, lowering her gaze.

Some things she’s not intentionally hiding from her mom. There are too many clever people around; once her mother shows any inkling, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Zhang Guoqing understood, he smiled reassuringly at his mother-in-law, "Mom, who is my dad? A few years ago, Jiao Jiao talked to Old Mrs. Cheng about relocating the Gu Family ancestors’ graves, have you forgotten what Dad said? He said he has it figured out, let him handle it."

Zhou Jiao pursed her lips, trying hard to suppress her laughter.

Miao Lishan thought and realized it might be true and mentioned more than once. She looked outside and, knowing no one was there, lowered her voice, "Do you think he might have secretly moved the graves without telling Old Mrs. Cheng?"

And Zhang Guoqing stepped forward conspiratorially, whispering back, "Mom, I don’t know."

Expecting something more from him, Miao Lishan’s ears were perked, but his words made her freeze, scolding with a laugh, "Rascal! Making fun of your Mom!"

Zhou Jiao couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Meanwhile, at present, in the Jiangnan Gu Family old residence—a dream-like watery town—there was a quietly spreading legend.

This started last week.

Once the richest family in Jiangnan, Gu Family’s name, particularly the legend of Gu Family treasures, has always been talked about.

Initially, there was Old Mrs. Cheng’s backing from her maiden family, followed by Zhou Xiaozheng, the sole heir, especially the trick of lending the ancestral house for free, which somewhat provided convenience in caring for Gu Family’s vast cemetery.

But now, the Gu Family mansion has been turned into a tourist attraction, followed by a nighttime treasure hunt saga by the Liang Family.

Does Heaven spare anyone?

Compared to what’s said by doctors as poisoning, people believe more in the mysterious divine manifestation.