Chapter 71 Chapter 71 King of Rolls Dad 11+12+1...

Rong Yi wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but he felt like Zhuozhuo was displaying a strange, "I'll just quietly watch you commit suicide" attitude. He sat by the bed for a while, still figuring out how to communicate, as Zhuozhuo swayed like a tumbler.

The little guy was too sleepy to hold on any longer.

"Go to sleep." Rong Yi adopted an evasive policy, coaxing the half-asleep Zhuozhuo to rinse his mouth and wipe his face, then turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Mr. Rong, who already has experience in taking care of children at night, held Zhuozhuo with one hand, raising his arm to block her eyes. With the other hand, he operated his mobile phone and sent several learning and early education apps to Zhang Qi, asking her to familiarize herself with them and start taking care of Zhuozhuo from tomorrow.

Rong Yi then opened the shopping app and bought various children's paintings, musical instruments, and calligraphy supplies. Each major category was divided into many subcategories. For example, paintings were divided into watercolors, oils, oil paintings, pencil drawings, and ink paintings. Not to mention musical instruments, the variety was dazzling.

Rong Yi wasn't impatient at all and enthusiastically bought everything. Cultivating a hobby requires casting a wide net.

After buying the children's art supplies and musical instruments, Rong Yi began to think about masters in various fields and how to invite them to teach Zhuozhuo. After all, enlightenment is very important. If you learn the wrong things at the beginning, it will be difficult to correct them later.

But there is no rush tonight. He bought so many learning toys that Zhuozhuo may not be able to play with them all in a week, let alone show talent and interest in some area.

With this in mind, Rong Yi reserved two weeks for Zhuozhuo to play, and after two weeks he would start studying with a professional teacher.

Just as he was about to turn off his phone and go to sleep, Rong Yi suddenly remembered that Zhuozhuo was already three years old and would be able to go to kindergarten when school started in the fall. This was a big deal, and Rong Yi suddenly lost all desire to sleep. He began searching for kindergartens in City A, where he lived, and anxiously discovered that all the kindergartens had already completed their fall enrollment for this year.

However, Rong Yi was wealthy, well-connected, and well-positioned, so Zhuozhuo wouldn't be left without an education. What made him anxious was that, judging from the various parent groups left in the enrollment information, the parents of this group of small-class students had already been group members for a month or two, and their children must have become familiar with each other as well.

Maybe some of the kids have already become good friends and have made plans to hang out with each other many times!

When school started, these kids would immediately hang out in groups to play, and Zhuozhuo, who didn't know anyone else, would be isolated. How could a delicate and soft child like Zhuozhuo stand being isolated?

The more Rong Yi thought about it, the harder it became to fall asleep. The moment he closed his eyes, he saw Zhuozhuo standing alone in the classroom, staring blankly at the other children playing with toys and games. He sent a message to Sister Wang, saying he would rest for three days after returning from the Northwest.

As the entertainment industry's most dedicated and hardworking actor, Rong Yi works almost all year round, even going so far as to endure the grueling experience of "having appendectomy surgery in the morning and staying up all night on the set at night." So Sister Wang immediately called him and asked worriedly, "Xiao Yi, what happened?"

Rong Yi lowered the volume and whispered, "It's okay. I'm going to take Zhuozhuo to get acquainted with his kindergarten classmates in advance."

Sister Wang smiled and said, "You seem quite concerned about Zhuozhuo. Which kindergarten did you choose?"

"It hasn't been decided yet."

"...Then where are the classmates?"

"I'll take care of these while I'm filming in the Northwest. When I come back, I'll be able to take Zhuozhuo and his classmates out to play."

"Is it necessary? A child this young will forget everything after a good night's sleep. Old Feng and I didn't think about this when my daughter Nuomi started school, and it didn't affect her making friends in the class." Sister Wang advised Rong Yi, speaking from a perspective of someone who had experienced this. "You might as well rest at home for a few days. You can also spend some time with Zhuozhuo."

Rong Yi, "I'll consider it."

Sister Wang didn't say anything else. Rong Yi had just become a father and was faced with the important issue of his child going to school. It was normal for him to make a fuss out of nervousness, and it would be fine after a while.

After hanging up, Rong Yi saw the time was already 2:35. He figured Zhuozhuo was going to pee, so he decided to continue looking for kindergartens and wait until Zhuozhuo finished peeing before going to bed. Just then, Zhang Qi suddenly sent a message, and Rong Yi clicked on it.

Xiao Zhang: No, are you sick? How old is Zhuozhuo? How old?! Ahh ...

Rong Yi was startled. Was Xiao Zhang having a fit in the middle of the night, or was he sleepwalking? He tried to send a message, and Xiao Zhang quickly replied.

Xiao Zhang: Brother Rong, I'm fine. I got up to go to the bathroom and accidentally pressed my phone. I'm going to sleep now.

Rong Yi: Goodnight/Smile.jpg

After a minute, Xiao Zhang said: Don't worry, boss, I will complete the task!

Rong Yi didn't take it to heart, but Zhang Qi couldn't sleep most of the night because her conscience hurt. She actually succumbed to the boss's tyranny and gave Zhuo Zhuo a heavy study task. She was guilty and she felt sorry for Zhuo Zhuo!

The next day, Rong Yi left for a flight at six, leaving Zhang Qi to wait in the hotel for Zhuozhuo to wake up. She agonized over a vast array of apps, including painting, literacy, musical instruments, chess, calligraphy, logical thinking lessons, and fables, trying to find a few suitable for Zhuozhuo.

At eight o'clock, Zhuozhuo woke up. After seeing Zhang Qi on the sofa, she immediately sat up with her arms propped up. After looking around the room and not seeing Rong Yi, she lay back on the bed with a pout.

Zhang Qi nervously watched Zhuozhuo's every move, afraid she might burst into tears. After observing for a while, Zhang Qi found that Zhuozhuo's mood was very stable today. She looked like someone who had been forced to be quiet and well-behaved by the adults who had broken her heart, which made Zhang Qi feel very distressed.

When Zhang Qi thought about making Zhuo Zhuo sad again, he wanted to yell to the sky, "Rong Yi, it's enough for you to just focus on yourself, why do you have to push your kids too hard!"

"Zhuozhuo, do you want to get up and have dinner? We have pork buns and pumpkin porridge."

Zhuozhuo hummed twice, got off the bed, and said softly, "Sister Xiao Zhang, how long will it take for Dad to come back?"

"Your dad is making a guest appearance this time. He doesn't have many scenes and it'll be over in a week." Zhang Qi carried Zhuozhuo to the sofa and wiped her feet with a wet tissue. "And Daddy won't be going back to the hotel. He'll go straight home to yours. Zhuozhuo, do you know where your home is? It's in Tianjing Garden, City A. It's so beautiful. There are swans in the lake in the community."

Seeing that Zhuozhuo wasn't interested, Zhang Qi said, "Let's go wash our faces, brush our teeth, eat some pork buns, drink some pumpkin porridge, and then we'll fly home and wait for Dad. Okay?"

"Okay!" Zhuozhuo said angrily, "Daddy is disobedient, so Daddy will suffer, and Zhuozhuo will eat the meat buns!"

Zhang Qi agreed: "Yes, yes, let Dad suffer more."

After he finished speaking, Zhuozhuo pursed his lips and eyes filled with tears. He choked and said, "I don't want my father to suffer. I want to be sweet and happy."

Zhang Qi hugged Zhuozhuo and said, "Okay, okay, I won't suffer. Daddy is an adult now, and he won't eat anything he doesn't like." But he was roaring madly in his heart: Rong Yi, you bastard, how could you have such qualifications!

After dinner, Zhuozhuo tried hard to imitate Zhang Qi in packing his luggage and organizing his suitcases. The atmosphere between the two gradually became harmonious. At this time, there was a knock on the door. "Hello, this is Zhang Xueruo, a police officer from the Dazhou Town Police Station."

Zhang Qi quickly opened the door and saw the familiar policewoman and a young policeman standing there. She said, "Officer Zhang, come in and sit down. Officer, you come in too. I'll be done with this right away."

Because Zhuozhuo was a "lost child", she definitely couldn't just leave here with Rong Yi and Zhang Qi. When Rong Yi left in the morning, he went to the police station to file a report, and Zhang Xueruo came to send them to the airport.

Zhuozhuo no longer remembered Zhang Xueruo. She wasn't shy either. She looked at the two police officers curiously and said in a baby voice, "Officer, can you arrest my dad and put him in jail? He works every day and is dying of exhaustion."

Zhang Xueruo smiled and said, "Your father hasn't broken the law. The police have no right to arrest or detain him. Besides, your father is an adult. Adults need to work to earn money to buy a house, clothes, food, and toys."

"Zhuozhuo knows. We can't be without money." Zhuozhuo said distressedly, "Everyone works, but Dad works too much. What if Dad doesn't have a job?"

The young policeman grinned at the cuteness, but when Zhang Xueruo glanced at him, he quickly straightened his face and said seriously, "Actor Rong is the pillar of the entertainment industry, right? He will always be able to keep a job even if someone is out of work."

"Oh." Zhuozhuo sighed, "It's too hard."

Zhang Qi said, "Zhuozhuo, do you want daddy to accompany you?"

"Hmm," Zhuozhuo held his little face in his hands and thought for a moment before saying, "Zhuozhuo wants Daddy to rest. Daddy is so tired, so tired, so tired."

Zhang Qi thought of Rong Yi's packed schedule and the tiredness he sometimes inadvertently revealed, and said helplessly, "Your father was born to be a hard worker, and he can't sit idle either. Zhuozhuo, it would be great if you could let your father play with you more."

"Zhuozhuo will work hard!" Zhuozhuo clenched his fists and made a cheering gesture, which made Zhang Qi's heart flutter. Then Zhang Qi thought about Zhuozhuo's own heavy study load and how he would have time to play.

Arriving at the airport, after saying goodbye to Zhang Xueruo and the young police officer, Zhang Qi stopped Zhuozhuo, who was about to run around in the waiting room, and took out his tablet and headphones. "Zhuozhuo, let's listen to some nursery rhymes. They're so beautiful. Little bunny, open the door..."

Zhuozhuo didn't want to listen at first, but he was attracted by the song animation and watched it intently. At this moment, Rong Yi called him via video. Zhang Qi showed him Zhuozhuo who was seriously "listening" to the music, "Zhuozhuo, come and see Daddy."

Zhuozhuo quickly glanced at his phone, "Dad."

Rong Yi felt perfunctory. He was a little curious and deliberately asked, "What are you doing? Can you tell dad about it?"

Zhuozhuo actually likes listening to music. He wonders if she's more interested in music or drama. He could let her try both. Coincidentally, he has friends who can teach her about both...

"Zhuozhuo is looking at the little duck." Zhuozhuo's soft words broke Rong Yi's fantasy.

Rong Yi paused and said patiently, "Where is the little duck?"

Zhuozhuo pointed at the tablet and said, "A group of ducks swam by the door!"

Zhang Qi pointed at the tablet, and the animation just played to the point where little ducks swam under the bridge in front of the door. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. Rong Yi looked at the cute little ducks and tried to ask, "Does Zhuozhuo like animation? Or do you like drawing?"

Zhuozhuo didn't have a clear concept of animation and painting yet. Upon hearing this, he immediately shook his head and said in a louder voice, "I like ducks."

"Want to draw a duck?"

"No!" Zhuozhuo said loudly, "I like eating ducklings! Roast duck is delicious! It smells so good!" She turned her head and looked at Zhang Qi, "Sister Zhang, Zhuozhuo is hungry. Let's have some roast duck."

Rong Yi: “…”

Zhang Qi: "...Okay."

I really want to laugh, but I hold it back and wait until the boss hangs up the video before I laugh!

Rong Yi thought of Zhuozhuo's foodie nature, and two more careers popped up in his mind that would suit her: chef or farmer. He didn't know anyone capable in these fields yet, so he needed to find one quickly. The chef at Zhenweilou in City A was a master at cooking duck. If he established a good relationship with them, he could inquire about their supply and, in turn, establish a relationship with the duck farmers.

It's settled.

Zhuozhuo didn't want to pay attention to him, and Rong Yi didn't force him. After asking Zhang Qi about Zhuozhuo's performance after getting up, Rong Yi hung up the video with a guilty conscience and a sense of relief.

This hanging up was like lifting the seal on Zhang Qi. Zhuozhuo watched Zhang Qi's laughter go from "Hahahaha gagaga" to squealing like a pig, his face full of confusion, "Sister Zhang, are you sick?"

"No, I suddenly wanted to laugh. Zhuozhuo, continue looking at the little duck, don't worry about me." Zhang Qi managed his expression by forcibly rubbing his face, and his voice was crazy.

Zhuozhuo blinked in confusion, and when he saw that Zhang Qi didn't behave in any other strange way, he turned his attention back to the tablet.

She fumbled around and swiped around until she was back to the main menu, where she saw a bunch of beautiful icons. Zhuozhuo curiously touched one and entered the game page. She fumbled around a bit, but before she could figure out what it was for, she stumbled back to the main menu again.

Then touch another icon.

By the time she got off the plane, Zhuozhuo had mastered the skills of returning to the main menu and accurately opening an app, and even matching the app content with the icon. Her favorite thing is a simple drawing board that allows her to draw as soon as she opens it.

She wants to draw Rong Yi as a pig, humph.

Tianjing Garden is an upscale residential area in the heart of City A. Rong Yi used a favor from an elderly gentleman to buy a house there. The security measures and confidentiality here are very good, so there is no need to worry about hidden cameras or anything like that.

Because Rong Yi was busy with work, the house didn't show many signs of habitation. Zhuozhuo stood in the spacious and bright first-floor lobby, looking at the equally empty second and third floors, then back at the beautiful but deserted garden and fountain, and his mood darkened.

"I want Daddy."

Zhuozhuo's voice was so quiet that Zhang Qi didn't hear it. She was busy preparing milk powder for him. Because of the traffic jam, the housekeeper couldn't get to him in time, so Zhang Qi had to find a way to make food for her and Zhuozhuo.

After preparing the milk powder, Zhang Qi handed the bottle to Zhuo Zhuo and asked her what she wanted to eat while rummaging through the refrigerator.

Zhuozhuo said, "I eat the same thing as my dad."

Zhang Qi took out the frozen handmade dumplings that his aunt had made and said sincerely, "Dad had dumplings today. Can we have some too?"

Please forgive her, a kitchen killer, for not daring to ask Rong Yi what he ate today.

"Okay." Zhuozhuo looked at the beautiful dumplings and stretched out five fingers, "Zhuozhuo will eat ten!" Being in a bad mood did not affect his eating at all.

Zhang Qi started to boil water. Afraid of hurting innocent people while cooking, he generously put out two computers and three tablets and let Zhuozhuo play by himself in the hall.

Zhuozhuo stood in the hall for a while, then ran out in fear. She stood by the fountain, drank a few sips of milk, and then couldn't help but squat down and put her little hand in. The cool water gently washed over her hand, which was so comfortable.

While Zhuozhuo was playing, he put down the bottle, soaked both hands in the pool, then leaned forward and soaked half of his arms in it, splashing water everywhere.

9972 let Zhuozhuo play for a while, but seeing her getting more and more unruly, he quickly stopped her: "Baby, your clothes are all wet. You can't play with water anymore. Go find Sister Xiao Zhang to change clothes."

Zhuozhuo didn't want to go back, and said cutely, "Sister Xiao Zhang is cooking, don't disturb her."

[Then don't stay by the fountain, go stand on the road and bask in the sun.]

"Okay." Zhuozhuo moved to the main road somewhat reluctantly. The little one stood there under the scorching sun, all wet, looking like a poor little thing that had been bullied.

9972 was helpless. [Don't stand here. Go play in the garden.]

"Okay!" Zhuozhuo ran into the garden, trotting along the path before catching sight of the blossoming flowers. She stared at a pink rose for a long time, her hands itching to pick it, but 9972 kept telling her not to pick it because it had thorns. Finally, she gave up and muttered, "Which one doesn't have thorns?"

The next second, Zhuozhuo, without waiting for 9972's reply, was drawn to another bird and chased it out of the yard and to the tree wall. She looked at the bird chirping arrogantly on the tree wall and angrily made faces at it, chirping and barking loudly to scare it.

The bird, perhaps understanding Zhuozhuo's provocation, hopped up and down, flapping its wings and droppings. Zhuozhuo couldn't dodge, and the droppings landed on his sandals and instep.

"……ah--!"

Zhuozhuo was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears. She cried twice, and just as she was about to go back to Zhang Qi to wash her feet and change her shoes, under 9972's persuasion, a childish voice suddenly came from the other side of the tree wall, "Don't cry."

Zhuozhuo widened his eyes and said fearfully, "Something is talking."

The voice on the other end came back after a few seconds, "I'm your neighbor. You were crying just now. Did you fall down?"

Zhuozhuo didn't quite understand the meaning of "neighbor," but she could tell it was a little boy. She wasn't afraid anymore. Curious, she took two steps forward, pressed herself against the tree wall, and said childishly, "Do you live in a tree?"

"No, it's the same house as yours."

"oh."

"Why are you crying?"

The little boy's persistence awakened Zhuozhuo's sorrow. She pouted and said, "You bad little bird! You pooped on Zhuozhuo's feet."

"You don't have to cry, just let auntie wash you."

"No aunt."

"Where's the housekeeper?"

"There is no housekeeper."

"Let your mother wash you."

"No mother."

Zhuozhuo answered while scratching at the tree wall, hoping to see the person who was talking to her after she had hollowed it out.

The little boy's voice became lower and gentler: "Where's your dad?"

"Dad is going to work." Zhuozhuo got angry when he mentioned it. "Dad wants to work, not Zhuozhuo. Bad dad!"

The little boy's voice was a little excited. "Are you the only one here?"

"Yes."

Only Zhuozhuo and Sister Xiao Zhang are at home, but Zhuozhuo is the only one here at the tree wall.

After a few seconds, the little boy seemed to think for a moment, then made up his mind and said, "There's a hole under the tree wall on the left. Come through it."

9972 doesn't sound right. [Baby, don't go. Go back to find Sister Xiao Zhang.]

Zhuozhuo, who was wondering what "left" meant, heard 9972's serious tone and subconsciously wanted to obey. But after taking just two steps, he heard a rustling sound from behind. Zhuozhuo turned around curiously and saw a head peeking out from between the leaves.

"Zhuozhuo, come here and get through."

After seeing Zhuozhuo, the little boy didn't understand why she was crying. She was dirty all over, and it didn't make any difference whether there was bird droppings on her shoes or not.

Zhuozhuo's already wide eyes almost popped out, "You know I'm Zhuozhuo?"

9972: [……]

Little boy: “…”

She seemed to have forgotten that she kept saying "Zhuo Zhuo".

The little boy did not answer the question and said, "I will take you to find your father."

"Really?" Zhuozhuo suddenly forgot everything and ran over. "Do you know where my dad is?"

"What's your father's name? I should be able to find it."

Zhuozhuo believed it without a doubt, "You know my name, you are amazing."

"Then come here." The little boy had already shrunk back. "There are no branches here, only leaves. Come over here slowly."

9972 wanted to stop her, but Zhuozhuo was too excited to listen. She swiftly slipped through the tree wall and stood on the other side. She looked at the little boy in a suit who was more than a head taller than her and said in a very sweet voice, "Zhuozhuo is here!"

The little boy pursed his lips and said, "My name is Zhou Huasheng."

"peanut?"

"Um."

Zhuozhuo's eyes sparkled, and she said in a baby voice, "Brother Peanut!"

"Well," the little boy hesitated for a moment, "Sister Zhuozhuo, I'll take you to wash your feet first, and then I'll take you to find your dad."

"How do I find him?" Zhuozhuo happily followed Zhou Huasheng, chirping like a little bird. "My dad's name is Rong Yi. He's an actor in cartoons and will be featured on TV! Do you know my dad?"

"Take a plane to find him. Got it." Zhou Huasheng answered in a serious tone. Looking at Zhuozhuo's innocent and happy face, he felt a bit of anger and contempt for Rong Yi.

Having a secret marriage and a daughter would be fine, but she was so irresponsible as to leave a three-year-old child alone at home. There's a lake, a rockery, and a tree wall that looks like a railing—anything that could be fatal to a single child.

Zhuozhuo didn't realize he had inadvertently tricked his father again. He said, "Dad is in the Great Northwest. Do you know the Great Northwest?"

"Know."

"Great!" Zhuozhuo was so happy that he seemed to have found Rong Yi.

9972 wanted to say, "The Northwest is huge, and it's impossible to find someone just by this location." But then he thought there was no need to pour cold water on him. After all, Zhou Huasheng looked only five or six years old, and helping Zhuozhuo find his father was nothing more than talk.

After walking down a long path, they arrived at the Zhou family's home. The elders weren't home; only the young master and the housekeepers and servants were present. Zhou Huasheng asked his aunt to take Zhuozhuo to bathe, while he went to the storage room to find his childhood clothes, which he hadn't worn yet, and gave them to Zhuozhuo.

The housekeeper asked the young master where he had brought the child from and whether he had told the child's parents. Zhou Huasheng said coldly, "There's no one at her home. Grandpa Zhao, Rong Yi is filming in the northwest. Please find out where he is. I'll take Zhuo Zhuo to find his father later. You get ready."

Zhou Huasheng knew that his family had a private flight to the northwest, and he could take off immediately as long as he reported it.

Butler Zhao was a little embarrassed, but the Zhou family had a special way of training heirs. Even though Zhou Huasheng was only six years old, he had the right to use private planes and routes, so he had to do as he was told.

In the bathroom, Zhuozhuo sat on a small stool, crossed his legs, and obediently let Auntie bathe him. He chattered to Auntie about how he chased the bird, quarreled with it, and had it pull his shoes on him. Finally, he concluded, "Bad bird."

Auntie was so amused by Zhuo Zhuo that she couldn't stop grinning. She said, "Yes, yes, the little bird is so mean. Next time we see it, let's chase it away, okay?"

"good!"

After washing her feet, Auntie carried Zhuozhuo to the bathtub and heard her say angrily, "I miss my dad. Dad is also bad."

"What's wrong, baby?"

This time, Zhuozhuo didn't complain about how Rong Yi bullied her and didn't listen to her. She shed a few tears, which made her aunt very distressed. "Dad is so bad, we don't want him anymore."

"I can't give up." Zhuozhuo shook his head and said anxiously: "Dad is bad, Zhuozhuo likes Dad."

Auntie’s heart is about to be grasped by Zhuozhuo. What a cute and well-behaved baby. What kind of father can be so cruel as to ignore him!

After showering and getting dressed, Zhuozhuo went to the airport with Zhou Huasheng. 9972 was shocked to learn they were taking a private jet. He had never expected Zhou Huasheng, a young man, to accomplish such great things. He really meant what he said.

The car was very quiet. Zhuozhuo blinked and said nothing. Only then did she realize that she was following a stranger to find her father. Then she realized that she had only drunk a few sips of milk. She clutched her stomach and said, "Brother Huasheng, Zhuozhuo is hungry."

"What do you want to eat?" Zhou Huasheng felt a little distressed, thinking that his sister was being abused.

Zhuozhuo looked at Zhou Huasheng, tilted his head and said, "Peanut porridge."

Zhou Huasheng: “…”

The driver couldn't help but glance in the rearview mirror. The young master's cousin had once called him that, and he had been pinned to the ground and beaten, making him cry. If the young master hit this little girl, he hoped the housekeeper would stop him.

Zhuozhuo didn't realize she was calling someone by a nickname. Zhou Huasheng's name was so reminiscent of peanut porridge that even though she was starving, she couldn't think of anything else to call her. Seeing Zhou Huasheng didn't say anything, she repeated, "Brother Peanut, I want some peanut porridge."

"Drinking porridge is not enough to fill you up. Have a bowl of fried rice." Considering the other person's young age, Zhou Huasheng did not hit him. He looked at the housekeeper, and the housekeeper immediately contacted the airport staff to prepare food.

Zhuozhuo said happily: "Brother Peanut, you are so nice. Zhuozhuo likes peanuts. Peanuts are so fragrant and delicious!"

Zhou Huasheng: “…”

Just shut up.

As Zhuozhuo boarded her private plane, Zhang Qi, who had cooked four pots of dumplings and finally managed to cook ten whole ones, arrived at Tianjing Garden with her prize. She didn't see Zhuozhuo. She and the housekeeper who had arrived searched the villa three times, confirming that Zhuozhuo was missing.

Zhang Qi called the police with trembling hands, called Rong Yi, informed Zhang Xueruo, and then walked around the villa again and again like a sheepdog who had lost its sheep.

Zhuozhuo ate a bowl of fried rice and peanut porridge, then carefreely fell asleep on the sofa. Zhou Huasheng, wearing headphones, sat on another sofa, watching a Go course on his tablet.

After finishing the 40-minute Go class, Zhou Huasheng took a 10-minute break, answered a phone call, and then started learning to appreciate world famous paintings, followed by mathematics Olympiad, history, and philosophy.

9972 sighed, this is exactly the kind of baby Rong Yi wants, one with superb self-care abilities.

After four hours, the plane landed at the airport. Zhuozhuo woke up, looked at the sunset outside, and said drowsily, "Zhuozhuo only slept for a short while, why do I have a headache?"

9972:[……]

It's just the time difference that gives you an illusion, Zhu Baoer.

Zhou Huasheng put away his tablet and said, "Zhaozhuo, put on your shoes. We are getting off the plane."

Zhuozhuo looked up at him and said, "Zhuozhuo needs to poop."

Zhou Huasheng's face flashed with helplessness, and his voice became higher, "Grandpa Zhao!"

Butler Zhao calmly called a flight attendant and asked her to take Zhuozhuo to the bathroom.

On the way, 9972 said to Zhuozhuo: "Baby, it's already 7:47 pm."

Zhuozhuo didn't realize there was something wrong with the time. He came out of the bathroom and said to Zhou Huasheng in a baby voice, "Brother Peanut, Zhuozhuo is hungry!"

Like a little pig that eats and sleeps, then eats.

Zhou Huasheng nodded calmly, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes. He must have never seen Zhuozhuo like this. The cabin door opened, and Zhou Huasheng was about to take Zhuozhuo's hand and go down together. However, Zhuozhuo stood still and said childishly, "It's too high. I need to be carried down."

The gangway prepared by the airport had steps that were the right height for Zhou Huasheng, but a bit too high for Zhuozhuo. She stretched her legs to try, but didn't dare to go down.

Zhou Huasheng raised his hands, unsure whether to carry Zhuozhuo down the gangway. However, Zhuozhuo was unfamiliar with the housekeeper and the others, and was unwilling to let them carry him. Just as the situation was at a stalemate, a person rushed up from the ground, "Zhuozhuo!"

Zhuozhuo was stunned for a moment, then jumped up happily, "Dad!"

Rong Yi half-knelt on the ground, hugging the little rabbit Zhuozhuo. He took a deep breath to calm his excitement. He stood up with Zhuozhuo in his arms, glanced at Zhou Huasheng on the gangway, and said to Butler Zhao, "Thank you for bringing Zhuozhuo here. Zhuozhuo is too young and sometimes can't express herself clearly. The assistant who is taking care of her can understand."

If someone else had encountered Zhuozhuo, the misunderstanding of his disappearance wouldn't have happened. Rong Yi didn't believe that Butler Zhao hadn't noticed the misunderstanding and that Zhuozhuo was being cared for. However, he didn't seek confirmation or dissuade him, simply indulged the young master unconditionally. Rong Yi was very dissatisfied with this.

From Zhou Huasheng's perspective, this matter is a good deed. But from the perspective of Butler Zhao, it is just playing a game of justice with the young master, which is malicious. He just kidnapped other people's children casually, regardless of how anxious others would be, and whether Zhuozhuo would be afraid.

Butler Zhao showed a professional smile. Rong Yi was angry and emotional, and they were also angry and emotional. Even if someone at home took care of Zhuo Zhuo, so what? How could an adult take care of it all? Butler Zhao was right and confident, and was about to push back lightly, when Zhuo Zhuo in Rong Yi's arms said dissatisfiedly: "Dad, Brother Peanut understands me!"

"Got it." Rong Yi coaxed Zhuo Zhuo and looked at Zhou Huasheng, who stood as straight as a young poplar. He squatted down to be at his eye level and said, "Thank you for playing with Zhuo Zhuo. Thank you for bringing Zhuo Zhuo to see me."

He stroked Zhuozhuo's head and promised, "This won't happen again next time." He would definitely take Zhuozhuo with him wherever he went.

After getting off the plane, the group followed the waiting police to different rooms to take statements. On the way, Zhuozhuo asked curiously, "Does Dad work at the airport?"

"No, Dad came to the airport to pick up Zhuozhuo."

"Dad knew I was coming to see you!" Zhuozhuo was very excited. Today everyone was like gods, able to predict the future.

Rong Yi shook his head, "It was your sister Xiao Zhang who found out you were missing. After calling the police, she checked the surveillance footage and found out you went to Zhou's house. Dad contacted them and is waiting for you here." He paused and said, "Zhuo Zhuo, Sister Xiao Zhang was scared." He was also scared.

"Why?"

"Because she couldn't find you, she thought you were lost."

Zhuozhuo seemed to understand a little bit, "Are you as sad and scared as Zhuozhuo when he can't find his father?"

"right."

Zhuozhuo scratched his hands and said dejectedly, "Where's Sister Xiao Zhang? Zhuozhuo wants to say sorry, beg Sister Xiao Zhang to forgive Zhuozhuo, and also say that I won't get lost again."

"She's not here right now. She didn't buy a plane ticket." Rong Yi rubbed Zhuozhuo's head and said seriously, "Zhuozhuo, Daddy did something wrong too."

"What's wrong?"

"Dad shouldn't have abandoned Zhuozhuo. Work is important, and Zhuozhuo is important too. Zhuozhuo missed Dad so much that he came to see Dad, right?"

"Yes." Zhuozhuo suddenly felt aggrieved. With tears in his eyes, he said aggrievedly, "Dad is disobedient. Zhuozhuo is so angry and misses him so much. Dad's house is so big and there is no one there. Zhuozhuo doesn't like it..."

"Okay, Dad will move to a smaller house." Rong Yi has been in a highly nervous state since he received Zhang Qi's call. Even though he soon found out where Zhuozhuo was, his worry and fear turned into self-blame and guilt.

He didn't blame Zhuozhuo for causing trouble for everyone, but instead reflected on his own failure to prioritize childcare and his lack of attention to Zhuozhuo's needs. He said he wanted to be Zhuozhuo's father and take good care of her, but he hadn't considered adjusting his steps to do so.

This incident served as a wake-up call for Rong Yi, and he will never be so careless and arrogant again.

Zhuozhuo quickly recovered his spirits after being comforted by Rong Yi. He started thinking about moving houses again and said innocently, "Dad, I like the fountain. Let's take it away."

"You like playing in the fountain?" Rong Yi thought of the footage from the surveillance camera and almost laughed out loud. "You got your clothes all wet, and I haven't even said anything to you yet."

Zhuozhuo then realized that she had done something wrong. She said unhappily, "Don't blame Zhuozhuo. It's because Daddy didn't say 'no'. If he had said it, Zhuozhuo would have listened."

Rong Yi knew Zhuozhuo was quibbling, but he also felt she made sense. How could a child know what to do and what not to do? It was all thanks to the adults watching over them, constantly reminding them. However, "Playing in the water is fine, but getting your clothes wet can make you sick. Don't do that again next time."

"Zhuozhuo, remember this."

After finishing the statement, Rong Yi held Zhuo Zhuo and waited at the door. When he saw Zhou Huasheng come out, he said, "Thank you very much for this. I will come to thank you after I finish filming."

"No need to thank me. I misunderstood in the first place." Zhou Huasheng looked at Rong Yi, as if assessing whether he could be a good father to Zhuozhuo. After seeing Zhuozhuo leaning against Rong Yi like a happy little bird, he didn't say anything else. He just hesitantly mentioned, "Zhuozhuo said he was hungry on the plane."

Zhou Huasheng felt that eating was very important to Zhuozhuo, but they were about to get off the plane at that time, so he wanted Zhuozhuo to eat something better after leaving the airport, so he didn't ask anyone to prepare it in advance.

Zhuozhuo nodded like a chick pecking at rice, crying for food, "Yes, yes, Daddy, Zhuozhuo is hungry!"

Her carefree and innocent look brings a smile to the faces of those who see her.

Rong Yi smiled and pinched the burning cheek flesh, looked at Zhou Huasheng and said, "Are you going back now? If you are not in a hurry, I will treat you to dinner."

Zhou Huasheng hesitated. The return trip would take over four hours, and he had originally planned to stay overnight. Eating together would also allow him to assess Rong Yi's ability as a father. However, Rong Yi and Zhuozhuo clearly needed some time alone to calm each other down. Zhou Huasheng was about to refuse when Zhuozhuo enthusiastically invited him, "Brother Peanut, come eat with us!"

"Okay, sorry to bother you."

Because Zhuozhuo was constantly complaining about being hungry, Rong Yi chose a good restaurant nearby. When ordering, Zhuozhuo couldn't take his eyes off the roasted whole lamb on the menu, which had a huge difference in appearance before and after roasting. He said softly, "Daddy, let's eat lamb! Lambs are so cute!"

"If it's not cute, you won't eat it?"

"I want to eat, I want to eat." Zhuozhuo couldn't sit still at all. He only calmed down after Rong Yi put him in the child chair. He looked at Rong Yi and said, "Daddy has lost weight. Eat more later." I don't know where she heard it from, but her tone was very kind.

Rong Yi said with a smile: "You've lost weight after just one day?" It was obvious that he hadn't had a good rest these days, causing his face to be a little swollen.

Zhuozhuo nodded, as if it were true, "I've lost a lot of weight."

"Well, you've really lost weight. Zhuozhuo's eyes are so sharp that you can see that." Rong Yi praised Zhuozhuo in an exaggerated tone.

Zhuozhuo smiled complacently and noticed Zhou Huasheng sitting upright. She pointed at her own children's chair and asked sincerely, "Why doesn't Peanut sit in this? The baby chair?"

Zhou Huasheng pursed his lips. His family tradition was to raise children like adults; he'd never used a high chair or cutlery since childhood. But Zhuozhuo's question was casual. Was he going to bring up a family tradition in a grand way? Faced with the social graces of adults, Zhou Huasheng was unsure how to respond.

Rong Yi easily dealt with Zhuo Zhuo's question, "Because Peanut is a grown-up boy now. Grown-up boys can take care of themselves and control themselves. They don't need any external help."

"Wow!" Zhuozhuo clapped exaggeratedly, "Brother Huasheng is so awesome! Dad is so awesome, he knows everything!"

Zhou Huasheng: “…”

It seems to have become a way for them to show their family affection.