Under the street lamp, in front of the Zhou Family gate, Zhang Guoqing stood with one hand in his pocket, occasionally raising his wrist to check the time, and then stretching his neck to look out front.
After kicking up the nearby snow cover, wandering alone at the gate for several circles, lingering for quite a while, he finally waited for Zhous' Jiaojiao, who came home late.
Even before she got close, Zhang Guoqing could already sense that his wife was radiating joy. Hmm, her steps seem very relaxed. Listen... she's even humming a little tune.
Zhou Jiao quickly stepped forward and took his arm, "Why did you come out to wait for me again? It's so cold. Didn't Aunty say she called home and Aunt Chen didn't mention it to you?"
Zhang Guoqing squeezed her hand and put it in his pocket, "She did. Babe, did you find a treasure?"
"Hehe... I heard a lot of good things, so I'm happy inside."
"Oh, did the old lady take you to an old sisters' gathering?"
