The once silent city is now bustling day and night, with crowds of people everywhere.
After squeezing through the crowd, the family returned to the Big Courtyard. Zhou Jiao settled her sleepy son, and she and her husband were also exhausted, falling asleep the moment they hit the pillow.
At dawn, the sound of the military bugle woke Zhou Jiao. She found that Zhang Guoqing was already gone, probably off to exercise again. Looking at Ping'an who was sleeping soundly, undisturbed by the noise, she shook her head with a smile.
Her child must be a pig in his past life, with a quality of sleep that she envied so much.
Zhou Jiao went outside the room, confirming that her father did not come home last night, and as for her mother, it was needless to say; she probably would be busy for the next three days.
