After coming out of the hospital, he sent Lan Shuidi and his son home. Zhou Jing didn't eat lunch, so he put on his sunglasses and drove back in a hurry. Speaking of which, he hadn't returned to Qingyang for a long time. Even if
His mother, Yuan Xiuhua, didn't call to urge him. He was also homesick and wanted to go back for a visit. What's more, he and Li Jiani were not at home, so no one must have cleaned the ancestral home, so he missed it very much.
On the way back, the weather was excellent, the autumn air was crisp, the scenery was pleasant, and there was a lot of traffic on the highway. Relatively speaking, Zhou Jing's Santana looked a little worn out. Shen Jiayu had previously proposed to buy him a new car.
, but because there were many things to do, they were not replaced in time. What's more, Zhou Jing felt that when working at the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection, it would be better to have simpler transportation and no need to show off.
After driving on the road for more than three hours, he finally arrived in Qingyang, got off the highway, and looked at the old city in the distance. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and his mood became particularly relaxed. He drove the car and passed by a
At a familiar street intersection, I rushed back to the Tongzilou, parked the car, took a few gifts, rushed upstairs, and rushed to the fifth floor. I smiled at the word "Fu" and knocked on the door.
A few minutes later, the door was gently pushed open, revealing an innocent and cute smiling face. Xiaoqi, wearing a white shirt, a cyan skirt, playful braids on her head, and blue slippers, appeared at the door, just like before.
In comparison, she was much taller, reaching Zhou Jing's waist. She stood at the door, smiled slightly, blinked, and said happily: "Brother Jing, are you back?"
"Yes!" Zhou Jing smiled slightly, took the gift box into the house, changed into slippers, closed the door, walked to the sofa with Xiao Qi in his arms, sat down, put the gift box away, and held the pink-carved jade card
Zhuo's pretty face asked with concern: "Have you finished your homework?"
Xiaoqi smiled and shook his head, stuck out his cute little tongue, and said shyly: "Not yet, I finished all my math homework yesterday, and there are still two diary entries left to write. The title I want to write is 'Brother is Back'
, how can I write without you getting home?"
Zhou Jing was elated after hearing this. He laughed, pinched her tender and jade-like face, nodded and said: "Xiao Qi, brother is back and brought a gift. Do you know what it is?"
"I don't know!" It seemed that they had been separated for a long time and seemed very unfamiliar. Xiao Qi's expression looked very reserved, not as lively as it was at first. However, the expectation and desire in her eyes were still unbearable.
Covered.
Zhou Jing smiled slightly, opened the gift box, first took out a delicate and beautiful bracelet from it, put it on her wrist with his own hands, then took out a pink printed skirt, handed it over, and said softly: "Put it on and have a look, if you like it
?”
When Xiao Qi saw the bracelet, she was already very happy. When she saw the beautiful floral skirt, she was even more happy. When she was excited, she reached over her head, kissed him on the face, and said happily:
"I like it, brother, thank you so much!"
Zhou Jing nodded with a smile and said with his lips: "Take it for exchange!"
Xiao Qi hummed and carried her skirt into the back room. Zhou Jing walked around the room and didn't find the two elders. He was a little puzzled. He returned to the living room, turned on the TV and flipped through the TV programs. But...
He felt something was strange, but he couldn't feel it. After a while, he saw some clues. It turned out that there were two more calligraphy works on the wall. He walked over and looked at it carefully, only to see a few words written on it in graceful calligraphy.
A calligraphy calligraphy: "Faith can create miracles, dreams are destined to create the future."
Zhou Jing could easily recognize that the calligraphy was written by his mother. Although she was weak, she was full of indescribable tenacity.
The handwriting next to it was very sloppy and domineering. After looking at it for a long time, he recognized that it was a traditional Chinese character for '龙'. When he saw it, he couldn't help laughing loudly. Although this character was not well written,
But the power contained in the fonts is unique to my father.
Soon, Xiao Qi ran out of the room, holding the hem of the skirt with both hands, and chuckled: "Brother, take a look, does this skirt look good?"
Zhou Jing glanced at it twice and nodded: "It looks good, of course it looks good. Xiaoqi is almost a big girl!"
Xiaoqi chuckled, ran to the mirror, looked around, and said happily: "Brother, this dress is so beautiful, and so is the bracelet!"
Zhou Jing hummed, turned down the volume of the TV, and said softly: "Xiaoqi, why are your parents not at home?"
Xiaoqi groaned and said with a smile: "That's right. A student came crying. It seemed that there was a quarrel at home. Mom and dad went together, saying they were going to help, but they might have to come back later."
Zhou Dingding nodded, put down the remote control, looked at the smiling Xiao Qi, smiled slightly, raised his fingers and said: "Xiao Qi, come here!"
Xiao Qi hummed, walked over coyly, and said uneasily: "What are you doing!"
Zhou Jing sighed, stretched out his hands and said, "Why don't you do anything? If you want to be like before, you would have run into your brother's arms and acted like a spoiled brat!"
Xiao Qi stretched out her hand to scratch her head, and said a little embarrassedly: "I think about it now, that's right, I don't dare!"
"If you don't dare, let me kiss you!" Zhou Jing took her arm, held the little guy in his arms, turned around and kissed her, and said with a smile: "How are your academic performance during this period?"
Xiaoqi clicked her lips and said happily: "It's not bad, I got first place in the exam last time!"
Zhou Dingding nodded and said with a smile: "What about this time?"
Xiao Qi chuckled, stuck out her tongue, and said with confidence: "The results haven't come out yet, but it shouldn't be bad. Mom has said that if she comes second in the exam, she will be very embarrassed, I think.
, it is impossible for anyone in the class to surpass me!"
Zhou Jing breathed a sigh of relief, touched the little guy's head, nodded and said, "Yes, your grades are so stable, you should be rewarded. Tell me what gift you like, and I will bring it to you next time when my brother comes back."
Xiao Qi gradually relaxed a little and sat on Zhou Jing's lap, swaying her legs and pouting: "It's nothing. I liked eating some potato chips a few days ago. Now I want to buy a bicycle, and it needs to be small."
, yellow, very beautiful!”
Zhou Jing smiled slightly, nodded and said, "No problem, I'll bring it to you when my brother comes home next time."
"Thank you, brother!" Xiaoqi was very happy, shaking his head, looking innocent and cute, very endearing.
Seeing the little guy's naughty energy, as if he had found the way she felt when she was a child, Zhou Jing took out an orange from the fruit plate, casually opened a piece, put it in her little mouth, and said with a smile: "Only, there is a condition.
, I will maintain my results in the next exam and continue to get first place!"
"No problem, just perform normally!" Xiao Qi laughed, jumped off his knees, happily ran to the TV cabinet, picked up the microphone, and called Yuan Xiuhua, smiling and saying: "
Mom, my brother is home, when will you come home?"
At this moment, Yuan Xiuhua was trying to stop a fight with the parents of the students. She couldn't spare a moment, so she nodded and said: "Okay, I got it, Xiaoqi, remember to be good at home. When we are done here, I will come back later."
Go back with your dad!"
"Okay!" Xiao Qi put down the phone, pulled up her skirt, walked to the mirror, looked at it a few times, and then returned to the bedroom.
Zhou Jing was lying on the sofa, crossing his legs, watching TV programs, but he was thinking about Qin Xiaoqian's family. Speaking of which, he hadn't seen her and Jingjing for a long time, and he missed her very much. However, he saw Xiaoqi's current appearance.
, we also know that Jingjing's side will probably be unfamiliar. When the children are tired of being together, they will appear affectionate, and if the time is a little longer, they will become less affectionate.
Half an hour later, the door opened and Zhou Xueming entered the room. He was very happy to see Zhou Jing. He took off his coat and said with a smile: "You kid, you are really wild. You haven't gone home for several months."
If you run away and don’t come back, I’m afraid you won’t even be able to find your way home!”
Zhou Jing smiled, shook his head and said, "How can I? I always went home some time ago, but I couldn't see your shadow!"
Zhou Xueming sighed, sat next to him, and said with a smile: "There is no way, do you have to love the factory like home? Lao Niu is on top, and Director Hengsheng and I are under great pressure. In such a big factory, there are many things to do
Really, if you really have to hold it up, it’s not that easy!”
Zhou Jing smiled, got up and went to make tea for his father, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Mom, when you don't see me, you always yell and think about it. Why don't you say anything when you meet me?"
Yuan Xiuhua curled her lips and said with a smile: "It's not because the parents of the students made trouble. Even in a good life, they are always quarreling. Fortunately, after some persuasion, I finally got over it!"
Zhou Jing chuckled, brought the teacup, put it on the coffee table, smiled and asked about the situation of the agricultural machinery factory, and also helped him, giving him advice and guidance. The two talked about work matters, and the chat was in full swing.
It's a pleasure, very speculative.
Ten minutes later, Yuan Xiuhua went to the kitchen to clean up the food, while Zhou Xueming took a Go game and played with Zhou Jing. Zhou Jing was very curious and wondered: "Dad, I used to play chess, why did you suddenly play chess?"
Has it been replaced?"
Zhou Xueming felt a little embarrassed after hearing this, and said with a smile: "No, they say I am a rough guy and lack cultural quality. I should study now. I feel it is a bit late. I just play Go and cultivate my sentiment!"
Zhou Jing laughed, shook his head and said, "That's good, but I'm not good at it either, and your chess skills probably aren't very good either."
Zhou Xueming disagreed, and said with a smile: "There's no such thing as that. I just play tricks, rob, and so on. I just play around. When I have nothing to do, I put the chessboard in the office. When people look at it, ah, I can also play Go.
Well, I must be a cultural person, it feels good!”
Zhou Jing shook his head with a smile, holding the black chess piece in his hand, and sighed: "Dad, this is unnecessary. In the eyes of the old masters at the agricultural machinery factory, you are a practical person, not an intellectual. Everyone knows the details and can't hide it at all.
If you can’t live, what are you doing with all those flowery displays!”
Zhou Xueming shook his head with a smile and said disapprovingly: "You, you look down on my father too much. In the past two years, I have not been the same workshop worker as before. Now the bookcases in the office are filled with books, but I am too busy with work.
I don’t have time to read it!”
Zhou Jing smiled slightly and did not argue with him. The two started playing chess. When they got to the middle, they really felt that his father Zhou Xueming's chess skills were very high and even better than his own. However, he was better because he was young, energetic, quick-thinking, and both
The people are all equally matched, and it's hard to tell them apart.
Go is not like chess, where the winner can be determined quickly after a crackling battle. Instead, it takes a lot of effort and can cultivate calmness. Zhou Jing was originally just a whim, accompanying his father to relieve his worries, but slowly
Slowly, I began to vaguely feel the fun in it.
"Success or failure is determined between black and white. There is something in the chessboard!" There seem to be countless mysteries between the chessboard. Every move can cause some changes in the situation. He doesn't care about victory or defeat, but that mysterious feeling...
It was very useful to him and he soon became addicted to it.