Receiving a letter from her father, Zhou Xiaozheng, Zhou Jiao read the newspapers from some time ago, and instead of being anxious, she became increasingly calm. Many things seemed settled, like a stone dropping from overhead, making her feel grounded.
After she sent a reply to her father, she surveyed the house from the courtyard.
She kept only the basic necessities for life. Everything else, including old items from Professor Liu in the warehouse, was stored away.
Zhang Guoqing came back holding his son and whispered gently into her ear, "Take it slow, we still have a couple of months. Make a list of what we still lack and show it to me. I'll get it for you."
Zhou Jiao nodded, pulling him into the study, and handed him two densely written sheets of paper.
Zhang Guoqing, seeing many additions to the list, realized it was the result of her adventures with their son. Since the tools of her trade had been confiscated by him, he didn't bother to revisit the past.
