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

Chapter 1331 - 1203: Keeping Someone

Miao Lishan furrowed her brow, "The Bai Family was involved?""Probably not. If they were involved, Little Jiu’s name wouldn’t have appeared; it would have been changed long ago. But it’s unknown if any promises were made."

After speaking, Zhou Jiao leaned back on the sofa and smiled, looking at Little Jiu, "Feel comfortable staying here for a couple of days. If you’re not used to it after things settle, we can find you another place."

"It’s unsafe for a young girl to live outside; better to stay with us, just in time to keep me company," Miao Lishan lovingly patted Little Jiu’s head, "Don’t be afraid. I’ll take you as my god-granddaughter, so no one dares to say anything."

Zhou Jiao smiled silently.

"Little Tangtang is also staying home these days, just in time to accompany your sister Little Jiu. In a few days, when we leave for May 1st, the house will become quite empty."

Yi Tangtang glanced at Zhou Jiao, seeing her nod slightly, and smiled as she held Miao Lishan’s arm, "Alright, Grandma, I’ll listen to you; anyway, I’m bored alone at home."

However, staying at home isn’t entirely appropriate; the Ping An Brothers have grown up and things should be a bit more discreet in the summer. Zhou Jiao is quite concerned about this.

So the next day, she took a day off, using the arrival of Mr. Zhang and Mother Zhang as an excuse, and went to the old house with the two little girls and three sons.

Qi Kejiu’s usual clothes at the Zheng Family had already been picked up by Xiao Zhu; as for other items, everything else had to wait until the military department finished its investigation.

Regarding the orphan of a martyr, as soldiers, they all harbored goodwill, and no one knew what Xiao Zhu said when he went over there, but he returned with a beaming smile.

It was said that this guy carried a small package all the way, greeted his comrades, and claimed it contained the young girl’s clothes for all four seasons.

Zhou Jiao could imagine that even if Zheng Tiejun was innocent, his career path had indeed reached its end.

The war in the South is over, but the border still often faces friction. As soldiers, who doesn’t live with their heads on the line, worrying about what will happen to their children if they’re gone?

Not talking about it is one thing, but once uncovered, the matter naturally becomes serious.

Afterwards, Zhou Jiao didn’t pay attention to things, only heard Zhang Guoqing say this: Zheng Tiejun was suspended for investigation the following day and is now following procedures.

Pitiful?

She specifically asked Little Jiu.

After spending a night, the girl detailed all of her treatment over the three years since entering the Zheng Family; there were both good and bad experiences.

She didn’t hide a thing.

In her words, she didn’t want her dad to feel he saved the wrong person from the heavens. The Zheng Family did indeed provide her a place to stay.

And after she was wrongly accused of stealing money, Zheng Tiejun, whether to keep peace or felt she was wronged, did instruct his spouse to give her monthly pocket money.

Of course, how much pocket money was given? The range could be vast.

On the surface, Little Jiu and the Zheng Family’s daughter each received two yuan of pocket money per month, but don’t forget, a grown girl needs a lot just on sanitary napkins.

Little Jiu, being a young girl, knowing that the man was holding her money tightly, could she really bring herself to ask him for money to buy sanitary napkins?

Zhou Jiao felt this man was utterly false!

Her father’s pension under your family’s safekeeping is laughable! Claiming to worry the child doesn’t understand money’s value, couldn’t you just deposit it under her name in the bank?

And another point, even without the pension, what about the monthly care allowance she should receive; why should your wife be the one to collect it?

The man uses his work obligations as an excuse for neglecting family affairs—really quite cowardly!

Especially upon hearing he even wished for his son to marry Little Jiu, not realizing those two sons only with junior high education were unfit for Little Jiu.

Not considering whether Little Jiu is willing, should she become their domestic helper for life in the Zheng Family?

Learning all this, compared to the furious laughter from Zhang Guoqing, Zhou Jiao harbored greater contempt for that family, particularly Zheng Tiejun, who truly disgraced the military uniform.

Hence, she directly took Little Jiu away from the Big Courtyard, ensuring the child avoided contact with the Zheng Family altogether. She’d wait until things with that family cleared before saying more.

May 1st purposely vacated his small courtyard for Little Jiu and Yi Tangtang to move into, taking Liu Yi along to squeeze into Ping’an’s courtyard, saying it was important for the brothers to bond closely before going abroad.

Regarding her youngest son’s decision, Zhou Jiao smiled dismissively, then directly sent the three sons to the wing of her father’s main courtyard at night.

What a joke!

Even with one courtyard separating another, she doesn’t worry about her son’s conduct, but with isolated men and women under her watch, caution is warranted.

Ping’an and Liu Yi, with reddened ear lobes, quickly left arm in arm, but May 1st looked puzzled at Zhou Jiao, "Mom, why make it so troublesome?"

"Grandpa isn’t home these days. Also, in this summer, the back courtyard is still cooler. Yet, sleeping in the East Wing, we must hang mosquito nets—it’s quite cumbersome."

"Also, the two girls living alone in the rear courtyard—is it too deserted?"

Zhou Jiao watched him with a teasing smile, listened to her youngest son’s ramblings, and gestured at the silhouettes of his departing brothers, signaling him to hurry along.

May 1st shrugged helplessly, "Okay, okay, I’ll listen to you. I’m just worried you’d be uneasy sleeping, have to get up in the middle of the night and go out."

"I’m not worried about the two of them, there’s a big dog at the entrance, who could possibly get in."

"True, then goodnight Mom."

Once the son left, Zhang Guoqing covered his mouth, bursting into hearty laughter. His silly son indeed inherited his mom’s emotional insensitivity.

Zhou Jiao glanced at him amusingly, teasing, "What’s so funny?"

"Nothing," Zhang Guoqing immediately denied, "Come on, accompany me to the study; earlier this evening Xiao Zhu gave me some information, I haven’t had time to look at it yet, the girl’s information should be complete."

"Wait for me, I need to check the room first."

"What are you doing?"

"I need to prepare two sets of clothes for Little Jiu. Didn’t have a daughter before, and really didn’t gather much stuff for girls. Whenever I saw good ones, they were given to Little Tangtang."

Zhang Guoqing hugged her as they headed to the room, reluctantly side-eyeing her, "Just give her some fabric and let the girl make her own clothes, wouldn’t that be better?"

"Brother, seeing her reminds me of myself—I happened to meet you; otherwise," Zhou Jiao sighed, "Forget it, not worth mentioning."

Scraping at his wife’s emotional scars, Zhang Guoqing quickly suggested, "I remember the Miao Family gave you quite a few jeans and batwing shirts; anyway, you didn’t wear them, they’d suit her perfectly."

"That girl has pride; haven’t you noticed whatever I give her, she instinctively furrows her brow, yet never speaks ill of the Zheng Family."

"Taken an interest?"

Zhou Jiao’s eyes sparkled with laughter, "Too early to say, we still need to observe. Even if there’s an interest, we should see the fate between the two kids."

"Worried the girl won’t fancy our son?" Zhang Guoqing scoffed, "I’m not bragging about my son, but even without considering his background, he’s quite a catch."

"Who can say? Everyone has their aspirations; how to fathom."