A sleepless night passed unknowingly in conversation.
At dawn, when the sky brightened, Ping'an woke up and looked at the three people beside him. Blissfully laughing, he immediately crawled up and jumped into Zhou Xiaozheng's arms.
Seeing this, Zhang Guoqing couldn't help but sigh quietly. Besides blood bonds, family also depends on fate. He's never seen Ping'an be so affectionate with his grandparents.
Upon hearing movement outside, the couple put aside their children and handed them over to Zhou Xiaozheng. Rushing into the bedroom, the couple began packing meats, fine grains, and other supplies.
Don't be fooled by Zhou Xiaozheng's pleasant words, claiming not to lack food.
Zhou Jiao noticed her father's weight loss. Usually difficult to mail, now the couple vigorously stuffed two large packages. Distrustful of odors, they used oil-resistant paper and military blankets.
After packing, Zhou Jiao still felt uneasy and leaned in to smell.
