After leaving the hospital, Lan Shuidie and his son were sent home. Zhou Jing did not have lunch, so he put on sunglasses and drove back in a hurry. Speaking of which, he had not returned to Qingyang for a long time. Even if his mother Yuan Xiuhua did not call to urge him, he was still homesick and wanted to go back and see him. What's more, he and Li Jiani were not at home, and he must have been cleaned. He was very worried about him.

On the way back, the weather was very good, the autumn was clear and the scenery was pleasant. There were a lot of traffic on the expressway, and there were endless traffic. Relatively speaking, Zhou Jing's Santana seemed a bit shabby. In the past, Shen Jiayu had proposed to change him to a new car, but because there were too many things, he did not change it in time. What's more, Zhou Jing thought that it would be better to work in the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection, and transportation was easier and there was no need to show off.

After driving on the road for more than three hours, he finally arrived in Qingyang, got off the expressway, looked at the old appearance of the city in the distance, and felt quite moved, and his mood became particularly relaxed. He drove the car, passed through familiar street intersections, rushed back to the tube building, parked the car, and took a few gifts to go upstairs, rushed to the fifth floor, looked at the word "Fu" and smiled, reached out to knock on the door.

A few minutes later, the door gently pushed open and a innocent and cute smiley face appeared. Xiaoqi was wearing a white shirt, a green skirt, with playful braids on his head, and blue slippers under his feet. He appeared at the door. Compared to before, she was much taller and had reached Zhou Jing's waist. She stood at the door, smiled slightly, blinked her eyes, and said happily: "Brother Jing, are you back?"

"Yes!" Zhou Jing smiled slightly, took the gift box into the house, changed into slippers, then took it to the door, hugged Xiaoqi and sat down to the sofa, put the gift box, pinched the pretty face of the pink and jade, and said caringly: "Have you finished your homework?"

Xiaoqi smiled and shook his head, spit out his cute little tongue, and said shyly: "Not yet, I finished all my math homework yesterday, and I still haven't written two diaries. The topic I want to write is 'Brother is back'. If you haven't arrived home, how can I start writing?"

When Zhou Jing heard this, he was overjoyed. He laughed, pinched her tender and greasy face and nodded, "Xiaoqi, my brother is back and brought a gift here. Do you know what it is?"

"I don't know!" It seemed that I had been separated for a long time and seemed very unfamiliar. Xiao Qi's expression seemed very restrained, not as lively as it was at the beginning. However, the expectation and desire contained in his eyes were still unconcealable.

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 whispered: "Put it on, take a look, do you like it?"

Xiao Qi was already very happy when he saw the bracelet. When he saw the beautiful flower skirt, he was so happy that he smiled. Even though he was excited, he leaned over his 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, "Take it and change it!"

Xiaoqi nodded and entered the inner room with her skirt. Zhou Jing walked around the room without finding the two elders. He was a little puzzled. He returned to the living room, turned on the TV, and looked through the TV program. However, he always felt something strange, but he couldn't feel it. After a while, he saw two more calligraphy works on the wall. He walked over and looked at it intently, but saw a few brush words written in beautiful brushstrokes: "Faith can create miracles, and dreams are destined to create the future."

Zhou Jing was easily recognized. The character was written by his mother. Although it was weak, it was full of indescribable tenacity.

The handwriting next to it was very sloppy and masculine. After looking at it for a while, he realized that it was a traditional word "dragon". When he saw it, he couldn't help laughing. Although the word was not written carefully, the power contained in the font was unique to his father.

Soon, Xiaoqi ran out of the room, pulled the hem of the skirt with both hands, and chuckled: "Brother, look, is this skirt good-looking?"

Zhou Jing glanced at him and nodded, "It looks good, of course it looks good. Xiaoqi is almost becoming a big girl!"

Xiaoqi giggled, ran to the mirror, looked around, and said happily: "Brother, this dress looks so good, so is the bracelet!"

Zhou Jing nodded, turned the volume of the TV lowered, and said softly: "Xiaoqi, why aren't my parents at home?"

Xiaoqi whispered and said with a smile: "That's right, some students came crying, as if they said someone had a quarrel at home, so their mother and father went together, saying they wanted to go to help, and they might have to come back later."

Zhou Jing nodded, put down the remote control, looked at Xiaoqi who was smiling and smiling, smiled slightly, and hooked his fingers and said, "Xiaoqi, come here!"

Xiaoqi nodded, walked over hurriedly, and said anxiously: "What are you doing!"

Zhou Jing sighed, stretched out his hands and said, "What are you doing? You have already run to your brother's arms and act coquettishly!"

Xiaoqi stretched out his hand and scratched his head, saying embarrassedly: "I think about it now, that's right, I don't dare to do it!"

"What's there to dare to let my brother speak in person!" Zhou Jing pulled her arm, hugged the little guy in his arms, turned his head and kissed him, and smiled and said, "How are your academic performance during this period?"

Xiaoqi slashed his mouth and said happily: "It's okay, I got the first place in the exam last time!"

Zhou Jing nodded and smiled and said, "What about this time?"

Xiaoqi laughed, stuck out his tongue, and said confidently: "The result has not come out yet, but it shouldn't be bad. My mother said that if she got the second place in the exam, she would be very embarrassed. I think it's unlikely that anyone in the class would want to surpass me!"

Zhou Jing sighed lightly, touched the little guy's head, and nodded, "No, the grades are so stable, I should be rewarded. Tell me, what gifts I like, I will bring them with you next time my brother comes back."

Xiaoqi gradually let go a little, then sat on Zhou Jing's knees, swinging his legs, and pouted, "It's nothing. I liked to eat some potato chips a few days ago. Now I want to buy a bicycle. It's a small, yellow, and very beautiful one!"

Zhou Jing smiled slightly and nodded, "No problem, I will bring you my brother to you next time I go home."

"Thank you brother!" Xiao Qi was very happy, shook his head, and his innocent and cute look was very likable.

Looking at the little guy's naughtyness, as if he had found the feeling of her childhood, Zhou Jing took out an orange from the fruit plate, pushed a piece away, put it in her little mouth, and smiled and said, "But, there must be a condition. Next time the exam, you must keep your scores and continue to get the first place!"

"No problem, just perform normally!" Xiao Qi smiled, jumped off his knee, ran to the TV cabinet happily, touched the microphone, and called Yuan Xiuhua, and said with a smile: "Mom, brother is home, when will you go home?"

Yuan Xiuhua was at the moment and was persuading the fight between the students and parents. He couldn't evenly get out of time, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I know, Xiaoqi, remember to be more behaved at home. When the work is over here, your dad and I will go back later!"

"Okay!" Xiaoqi put down the phone, pulled the hem of the skirt, walked to the mirror, looked at it for a few times, and then returned to the bedroom.

Zhou Jing was lying on the sofa, crossing her legs, watching the TV show, but thinking about Qin Xiaoqian's family. Speaking of which, I haven't seen her and Jingjing for a long time, and I was very worried about it. However, after seeing Xiaoqi's current appearance, I knew that Jingjing would be unfamiliar. When the children were always together, they would appear intimate. If the time was a little longer, they would become inferior.

Half an hour later, the door was pushed open, and Zhou Xueming entered the room. When he saw Zhou Jing, he was very happy. He took off his coat and said with a smile: "You kid, you are really wild enough. You haven't run home for several months. If you don't come back, you may not even be able to find your way home!"

Zhou Jing smiled and shook his head and said, "How can I do it? I always went home some time ago, but I just couldn't see you!"

Zhou Xueming sighed, sat next to him, and smiled and said, "There is no way to love the factory as home? Lao Niu has taken the lead. Factory Director Hengsheng and I are under great pressure. With such a big factory, there are so many things. If you really want to hold on, 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 I didn't see it, I always yelled and thought about it. Why didn't I say anything when I met?"

Yuan Xiuhua curled her lips and smiled and said, "It's not just for the students' parents to make trouble. It's a good life, but I always quarrel. Fortunately, after some persuasion, I finally persuaded me!"

Zhou Jing smiled, brought the teacup and put it on the coffee table. He smiled and asked about the situation of the agricultural machinery factory. He also gave advice from him, gave him advice and gave him some advice. The two talked about work and had a lot of fun and were very speculative.

More than ten minutes later, Yuan Xiuhua went to the kitchen to clean up the food, while Zhou Xueming took Go and played chess with Zhou Jing. Zhou Jing was very curious and wondered: "Dad, I used to play chess, why did I change it all the time?"

Zhou Xueming felt a little embarrassed when he heard this, and laughed: "No, they said I am a rough man and lack cultural quality. I feel a little late to study now, so I just play Go and cultivate my sentiment!"

Zhou Jing laughed and shook his head and said, "That's pretty good, but I'm not good at this, and your chess skills are probably not very good either."

Zhou Xueming disagreed and said with a smile: "There is no such thing, just to be a fool, rob, or something, just play casually. When you have nothing to do, put the chessboard in the office. When people see, they can play Go. They must be educated and feel good!"

Zhou Jing smiled and shook his head, holding a black chess in his hand, sighed: "Dad, you are a waste of time. In the eyes of the masters of the agricultural machinery factory, you are a person who does practical things, not an intellectual. Everyone knows the details and can't hide them at all. Why are you doing those tricks?"

Zhou Xueming smiled and shook his head, saying disapprovingly: "You, you look down on my dad too much. In the past two years, I am not the same as the workshop worker in the past. Now the books in the office are filled with bookcases. I am too busy with work and have no time to read it!"

Zhou Jing smiled slightly and did not argue with him. The two of them played chess. When they went down in the middle, they did feel that their father Zhou Xueming's chess skills were quite high and above him. However, he was better than young and vigorous and quick-witted. The two were evenly matched and difficult to tell the difference.

Go is not like chess. It can quickly decide the winner and lose. Instead, it is very thoughtful and can cultivate calmness. Zhou Jing was originally just on a whim and accompanied his father to relieve his sorrows, but slowly, he vaguely felt the fun in it.
Chapter completed!