A month had passed since Zhou Xiaozheng said "very soon" that day, and the first snow of the year had arrived. The lake was frozen in chunks, hiding the tumultuous waves beneath.
Perhaps it's because the city was in constant motion, or maybe because Beauty Liang was riding high in her life, busy waving the flag and shouting slogans.
In any case, the enigmatic situation had sparked the curiosity of many, leading a good number of people to start choosing sides eagerly, wanting to share in the spoils.
None of this concerned the Zhou Family. Zhou Xiaozheng continued attending various meetings with his usual unhurried demeanor; Miao Lishan was still indulging in her model plays as usual; Zhou Jiao observed her surroundings in silence, living her laid-back, retired life.
As for Zhang Guoqing, apart from the logistics department being as busy as ever with coordinating supplies, he too began retreating to his home as the cold set in.
——To accompany his wife and son.
