After returning home, I casually put Zhou Zhigang's luggage on the table, not to mention it was quite heavy.
Zhou Zhigang's sudden return made Zheng Juan a little nervous. Her little hands kept intertwining, and she kept glancing at the door out of the corner of her eye, feeling somewhat uneasy.
He hugged her gently, brushed the hair in front of her forehead behind her ears, and gently bit her ears and said, "Dad is back, shall we go get the certificate tomorrow?"
Zheng Juan, who was a little absent-minded, suddenly blushed. The warmth in her ears made her legs weak. She lowered her head and said softly, "I listen to you."
Qian Wen looked at Jingying's delicate red ears and blew a breath, "Young fool, it's only been two days since the Chinese New Year, and the registration place has long been closed.
Don’t worry, you are so good-looking and virtuous, my dad will definitely like you.”
Zheng Juan bumped her head against Qian Wen's chest and said softly, "Yeah."
Qian Wen chatted with Zheng Juan, relieving her nervousness.
On the street, Zhou Zhigang accepted the compliments from his neighbors with a glowing face and his back straight.
For a moment, I forgot about my old house. I still spoke modestly, waved my hands repeatedly, and gradually lost myself in the praise of the neighbors.
Li Suhua on the side looked funny, thinking of herself back then.
She was also like this at the beginning. In the adulation of the neighbors, her waist became straighter, her walk was windy, and her face was shining.
During that time, I liked to visit each other, go out for a walk at dawn, and would not go home until dinner. I also liked old sisters to come to the house to chat. I tried my best to be humble, and also praised each other's children, who were well-behaved and obedient, unlike my elders.
Don't make your pimple too big.
Looking at her husband's appearance now, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth and shook her head, 'It's not exempt from the customs.'
It wasn't until the sun completely set and the sky turned dark that Comrade Zhou Zhigang and Li Suhua went home together.
As soon as he walked in, Zhou Zhigang was overwhelmed by his new home.
He stood at the entrance and watched numbly.
"Is this our home?"
With a smile in her eyes, Li Suhua replied seriously, "Yes, our family."
Unexpectedly, my husband, who had always been stable, was exactly the same as me back then.
Gently running my hand across the decorative cabinets in the living room, I saw that it was different from the crowds of the old house. Everywhere I looked was clean, tidy, generous, grand, and had an elegance brought by solid wood.
Zhou Zhigang kept asking himself, 'This is my home? This is my home?'
What he is most proud of is that he built the Zhou family's old house with his own hands. Now his son has expanded the Zhou family's old house and it is so good that he suddenly sighed and sighed that time passed so fast. At the same time, he became curious about his younger son.
A house cannot be built casually.
He withdrew his gaze from home and looked at his youngest son sitting in the living room and the young girl beside him.
The little girl seemed a little nervous.
Zhou Zhigang and Li Suhua walked over. Zheng Juan stood up quickly and looked at Zhou Zhigang.
Qian Wen shrugged, 'The comfort just now was in vain.'
Looking at Zhou Zhigang, "Comrade Zhou Zhigang, with the help of the neighbors, have you realized the mistake of chasing me just now?"
Qian Wen's tone made Zhou Zhigang's face harden. But when he saw Zheng Juan's uneasy look, he just gave Qian Wen a hard look and looked at Zheng Juan without pushing too far.
He said in a calm tone, "You must be Bingkun's partner, Zheng Juan."
Zheng Juan nodded hurriedly, "Hello, uncle."
"Huh?" Zhou Zhigang made a long sound, which made Zheng Juan think that she had made a mistake. She hurriedly looked at Qian Wen, Zhou's mother in front of her, as if asking for help.
"I just thought I heard you calling my wife mom, how come you have become an uncle to me?" Zhou Zhigang said with a straight face.
Qian Wen smiled, took Zheng Juan's hand, and rubbed it gently. He just mentioned it in the letter to scare Zhou Zhigang if it was the Zhou family's old house.
Then Zheng Juan didn't mention it too much. In order to let Zhou Zhigang, who was far away in the mountain city, get to know Zheng Juan, he wrote a very detailed letter about Zheng Juan's family and Zheng Juan's situation, and went to the photo studio with Zheng Juan to take photos together.
A photo was sent to Shancheng.
And every time he corresponded, Qian Wen would add Zheng Juan. Three years later, Zhou Zhigang was actually very familiar with Zheng Juan. Although it was the first time they met, he had already accepted her.
In Zhou Zhigang's reply, he expressed any dissatisfaction with Zheng Juan, who was not having any scandals at this time. He always told her not to care about Zheng Juan's family situation. A family is run by two people. Good people are the key. A good wife.
Only then can we have family harmony, etc. At the same time, we also used Zhou’s mother Li Suhua as an example.
Therefore, Qian Wen is not worried about Zhou Zhigang's attitude towards Zheng Juan, and is very relieved.
Unless, of course, Zhou Zhigang is schizophrenic.
Zheng Juan was startled by Zhou Zhigang's words, and then asked tentatively, "Dad?"
The sound is very soft, but very clear.
Li Suhua smiled.
Zhou Zhigang's stern face instantly melted, and he said kindly, "Hey."
The scene suddenly became gentle, and Zheng Juan's pretty face also lit up with a smile. She was most afraid that her father Zhou, whom she had never met before, would be dissatisfied with her and put Qian Wen in trouble.
Now it seems that she is overthinking it.
"Where is my luggage?" Zhou Zhigang looked around.
There were quite a lot of things in Zhou Zhigang's luggage, including ten kilograms of rice, ten kilograms of white flour, a few strips of bacon, a few pairs of brand-new rubber shoes, six bars of soap, and a variety of local snacks from the mountain city.
"Haha, look how good this bacon is. I know that my family doesn't have many meat tickets, so I have exchanged it with the villagers over the years.
This Chinese New Year I can have a full meal of meat.
Come on Juan'er..." Zhou Zhigang looked at Zheng Juan, "It's okay for dad to call you that."
"Mom and Bingkun both call me that." Zheng Juan responded hurriedly.
Seeing that Zheng Juan cared too much about this stubborn old man, Qian Wen didn't say anything and just stroked the sweat on her palms.
Seeing that his youngest son seemed to have forgotten his father after having a wife, Zhou Zhigang snorted secretly. He had not yet forgiven the fact that his old house was demolished without his permission.
"Come Juan'er, take this." Zhou Zhigang picked up two hanging bacon and handed it over.
I lived frugally in a mountain town and basically got my salary back. Even the rubber shoes and soap I was given were not willing to be used. I knitted straw sandals and picked up the soap tails from the bathhouse to use. The most important thing was to reunite with my family and enjoy this happy moment.
What.
Zhou Zhigang is very happy now. He has a beautiful new home, a virtuous daughter-in-law, his wife is healthy and radiant, and the neighbors are praising him. The only thing that makes him sad may be that the old house he built with his own hands is gone, and he feels a little melancholy in his heart.
Thinking of this, Qian Wen glared at Qian Wen, "I don't know what the details of such a big event are in the letter!"
"Come Juan'er, take two pieces of this soap too.
Mother, please divide this rice into pieces and bring it to Juan'er later." Zhou Zhigang, who wanted to save face, was now paying close attention to Zheng Juan.
Zheng Juan was at a loss as she held something in both hands.
"Keep it, keep it." Qian Wen said from the side.
Suddenly, an unusually fragrant smell of braised meat wafted from the direction of the kitchen.
"Huh?" Zhou Zhigang turned around and asked, "What is this?"
"Ouch." Li Suhua slapped her thigh and hurried to the kitchen.
Zhou Zhigang thought something was wrong and quickly dropped his things to catch up.
"Dad is fine, not like you said." Zheng Juan and Qian Wen also walked over, and Zheng Juan whispered on the way.
"You were waiting for eldest brother and Zhou Rong to come back." Qian Wen said with a smile.
Zheng Juan nodded in understanding.
When we arrived in the kitchen, a scent of fragrance hit our nostrils.
Qian Wen salivated.
When Zhou Zhigang looked at the big iron pot full of braised pork, he was dumbfounded again.
"This...this..." He pointed at the pot full of meat, not knowing what to say.
He lived frugally for three years and only had a few pieces of bacon.
Li Suhua used an iron hook to poke the braised pork into the pot and saw that it was already braised.
"Stop this, this, and so and so, hurry up and help, otherwise it won't taste good after cooking for a while.
"Juan'er, bring me the cleaned bamboo basket." Li Suhua started to fish out the meat.
Qian Wen, Zheng Juan, and Li Suhua are busy.
Zhou Zhigang was left hanging aside, no, he was probably standing there in a daze, staring blankly at the pieces of delicious, mouth-watering braised pork being fished out of the pot.
I think this is an illusion.
"You...you...this is just a piece of film. During the Chinese New Year, all the meat from every household is collectively put in our house for stew?" Zhou Zhigang said.
Hearing this, Qian Wen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
Zheng Juan tried to hold back her laughter, but suddenly, her mouth turned into a little duck's mouth.
Li Suhua laughed openly and said, "Daddy, I really love you."
Zhou Zhigang didn't know what was going on, 'Did he say something wrong?'
'In previous years, a few kilograms of meat would have been a big deal, but this year he was very proud of the few kilograms of bacon he brought back. Don't tell him that he is already so rich just by himself.'
At this time, Zhou Zhigang was in a daze. He hadn't really settled down yet about the transformation of his old house into a two-story building. He didn't come to ask what was going on, but Zheng Juan was there, so he suppressed it first, and then
Ask again.
But with this freedom of pork, he couldn't help it anymore.
A pot full of meat was fished out one by one in front of him. The meat was fragrant and fragrant, and the impact was too great. He couldn't bear it.
He was homesick and didn't wake up in the mountain city. Is he asleep now?
It's just that this dream is too dreamy. Is the meat stewed in a pot?
He was so greedy for meat that he had such ridiculous dreams.
"No, no." Zhou Zhigang muttered, turned around, walked out of the kitchen, and started walking around the house.
He now seriously doubted that he was dreaming. Even the neighbors just now were also the reason for his homesickness. After all, the old Zhou family could not afford to live in a bungalow.
His monthly salary is not enough.
There is also this specially made furniture.
"This dream is too ridiculous." Zhou Zhigang shook his head.
"Dad, what are you doing? Come and try to see if the meat is cooked." Li Suhua shouted from behind.
Zhou Zhigang turned a deaf ear. After shopping on the first floor, he went up to the second floor and walked down silently after a while. "There is also a room with books, a big bookcase and a big desk. What a wild dream I had."
To dream is to be generous and unscrupulous.’
"Here, daddy, have a taste.
It's delicious, glutinous, fragrant, and delicious." Li Suhua came over with a bowl in hand.
Zhou Zhigang glanced at Li Suhua calmly, then passed by silently and walked towards the gate.
Li Suhua was stunned and hurriedly shouted, "Dad, what are you doing out there after dark?"
"Go to the toilet~"
"There is one at home. The small house in the courtyard is the toilet." Li Suhua pointed and said.
Zhou Zhigang stopped and turned towards the partitioned courtyard on the first floor. He wanted to see how absurd his dream was.
Looking at the clean and tidy toilet in front of him, Zhou Zhigang retreated.
His dream was so unscrupulous. Even if there was a toilet at home, it was still so clean. Is this what he could dream about?
He hasn't seen it either.
Aren’t the public toilets in the photo-ops all very dirty and messy? He Mengmeng should also follow this picture.
"Dad, you're not going up." Seeing Zhou Zhigang, Li Suhua looked at the toilet door and didn't get up, so she closed the door and turned back.
It always felt weird, but she couldn't put it in words.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Zheng Juan, who was preparing braised pork with Qian Wen, looked at Zhou Zhigang's strange behavior and asked in a worried voice.
Qian Wen thought for a while, "It must be that there are too many things that are impacting me, and my brain is shutting down.
Just take it slow and it’ll be fine.”
Zhou Zhigang stood in the center of the living room, looking around at the home in a circle.
One lap, two laps, three laps...
Li Suhua was a little frightened, "Bing...Bingkun, your dad..."
"It's okay, I'm here." Qian Wen hugged Li Suhua's shoulders, took the bowl in her hand, and walked towards Zhou Zhigang.
Approaching, Zhou Zhigang glanced at him and continued to look at his dream, 'This is too real.'
Qian Wen waved his hand, and a silver needle appeared on his fingertips, and he waved it gently.
"Ah~" Zhou Zhigang covered his hands, and then a piece of meat was stuffed into his mouth.
Full of meaty aroma.
"It's all true that you get easily upset.
I listened to your instructions when you left and supported the old Zhou family. I did what I could.
Don't believe it, what you see is true, and our old Zhou family will get better and better.
I will give you an acupuncture, otherwise you will be easily frightened when you sleep at night."
Qian Wen asked Zhou Zhigang to sit on a solid wood sofa and pricked acupuncture on his hands and fingers to bleed.
Zhou Zhigang didn't struggle and just listened to the arrangements.
As I ate meat in my mouth, my fingertips tingled slightly, and everything in my sight was clear. The pain did not make these disappear, but became clearer.
Looking at Li Suhua next to her with worry on her face, "Is this all caused by Bingkun?"
"Well, you have a good son.
As the neighbors said, Bingkun is very powerful now." Li Suhua nodded and said.
Zhou Zhigang looked at Qian Wen again and said in disbelief, "It's only been three years, and this is what happened at home?"
Qian Wen shrugged, "It's okay."
It's okay, but after what happened just now, Zhou Zhigang really realized the difference in his younger son.
"You said in the letter that you became a factory doctor?" Zhou Zhigang asked.
"Well, Zheng Juan is also a factory doctor, and her salary is 22 yuan a month.
I'll give you a massage tonight. Your body looks strong, but in fact it's just average and not as good as my mother's."
This is not nonsense at all. Li Suhua's body has been conditioned by him for three years, and everything is in excellent condition. It is impossible to say that he fainted just because of fainting.
"Give me another piece of meat." Zhou Zhigang said.
Zheng Juan brought a piece of fat and thin meat, and Zhou Zhigang ate it, looking at the scene at home, looking at the familiar people in front of him, thinking about the compliments from the neighbors just now, and suddenly felt emotional in his heart.
It's dark at night.
Qian Wen has already sent Zheng Juan home.
On the first floor, there is a heated kang room.
Zhou Zhigang and Li Suhua were chatting.
In a dark room.
"Is this house really built by Bingkun?" Zhou Zhigang asked with his eyes open in the darkness.
"Well, Bingkun built it by himself.
When I wanted to give him the money you sent back so that he could build a house, he didn't even ask for it. He said it was our money for retirement and couldn't be spent.
Bingkun has grown up, Bironger and Bingyi have grown up, and you will be the first to take up the responsibility of our old Zhou family." Li Suhua said.
Zhou Zhigang was silent, "He has always been worried, thinking that his little son who will never grow up will grow up like this?"
Gave myself such a big surprise.
No, it's okay to say frightened.
What happened today really scared him.’
"Now in Guangzi Film, Bingkun has more face than you.
When I went out for a walk, when people heard that I was the mother of Doctor Zhou Bingkun of Guangzi Film, they all held my hand, which was very cordial.
There are still a lot of matchmaking and introductions to our family, Bingkun.
But I think Juaner is very good, gentle, generous, virtuous, able to endure hardship, and not pretentious.
We, Kun'er, also like Juan'er, and they look like a perfect match." It's been a long time since I've seen Zhou Zhigang, and Li Suhua had a lot to talk and recount with him.
Zhou Zhigang had been listening quietly, while Li Suhua described bit by bit what had happened in the past three years after Zhou Zhigang left.
Zhou Zhigang felt dreamy when he heard it. The house was in a mess when he left, and he left with disappointment in his little daughter.
The mountain city and Jichun City are too far away, so I have no choice but to entrust my youngest son, who has never grown up, to take on the heavy responsibilities of the family and take good care of the family.
But he never expected that he would be taken care of so well, which surprised him again and again.
"Rong'er is still a little stubborn, not as cute as when she was a child, but Bingkun is here to suppress her.
Don't be angry with Rong'er when you come back this time. Although Bingyi won't be back for the New Year, Rong'er will come back for the New Year. Let's celebrate the New Year happily and don't always keep a straight face." Li Suhua said, feeling sleepy.
The voice is getting lower and lower.
Finally, the whole room fell into silence.
Zhou Zhigang kept his eyes open, thinking back to what Li Suhua had told him over the past three years.
He suddenly realized that he seemed to be getting older, and the former pillar and backbone of the old Zhou family seemed to be replaced.
I feel melancholy in my heart, which is hard to describe, but also a little bit relieved.
He always thought that his younger son was a little uneducated and could not compare with his elder brothers and sisters. There was a gap and he needed endless worry.
But he really didn't expect that the one he needed to worry about the least now was his youngest son.
"It's good to grow up, it's good to grow up." Zhou Zhigang murmured.
In the quiet room, these words kept lingering.
Second floor.
Qian Wen's room.
Qian Wen was not affected by Zhou Zhigang's return at all. He still slept very well, sleeping soundly and dreaming sweetly.
the next day.
There is only one day left before the Chinese New Year.
Zhou Zhigang went out for a walk early in the morning. He hadn't been back for such a long time, so he had to catch up with old friends.
It is not clear whether it is to reminisce about old times or for some other purpose.
After all, no one is exempt from vulgarity.
In the afternoon, Qian Wen and Zhou Zhigang started arguing in the study on the second floor.
"I didn't even write it down, how do you know if it works or not?
Looking at people through the cracks in the door, I am so great and you can still look down on me." Qian Wen glared.
"Who looks down on you?
You have no idea what your words are. This is the face of our old Zhou family, and it is also the first couplet of the new family. I can't let it fall into your hands.
I'll write!" Zhou Zhigang squeezed Qian Wen away from the table and said.
"No, this is too domineering. Are we still talking about democracy?
After all, you are an old party member. Don’t you know that you are so impressed after seeing each other for three days?
I haven't given you enough surprises?" Qian Wen said.
"A word is a word, others are others, don't confuse and generalize.
My calligraphy is better than yours!
In the past, when your eldest brother was here, he wrote. He is now in the army. My handwriting is the best at home, and I also write the order.
Step aside." Zhou Zhigang picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and then swung the brush to express his ink as much as he wanted.
On the first floor, Li Suhua and Zheng Juan were preparing things for the New Year.
"Juan'er, are you ready at home?
Would you like mom to help you?" Li Suhua kept cutting the window grilles, which were bright red, and said kindly to Zheng Juan next to her.
"Mom, Bingkun has already done it for me.
The Spring Festival couplets are also written, and they are just waiting to be cooked and hung on the wall.
The house has also been cleaned. There is a lot more meat and vegetables than in previous years, and my mother can’t even open her mouth from ear to ear.
Bingkun and I also went to the department store and bought melon seeds, fruit peels, candies, and red dates.
I also got new clothes and even bought some firecrackers.
I didn’t dare to think about it before, I already have everything I should have, and I’m just waiting to celebrate the New Year peacefully.”
As the handy Zheng Juan spoke, beautiful window grilles appeared under her hands one by one.
Hearing the noise on the second floor, Zheng Juan and Li Suhua looked toward the stairs, then looked at each other and smiled.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
"Rong'er should be back." Li Suhua stood up with a smile.
At the door, Zhou Rong and Cai Xiaoguang stood side by side.
But Zhou Rong looked a little nervous and clenched her hands tightly.
"Xiaoguang, what did you think my father would be like when he saw me? He was very disappointed when he left.