Chapter 72 Chapter 72 "Where is this?"

Zhuzhu is a very annoying baby, always tugging at Ji Ning and being very close to his mother while Ji Ning is busy at work.

The sound of the fingertips hitting the keyboard is crisp and regular. Little Dumpling likes this "tapping" sound. Whenever her mother stops, she pats her gently from behind.

At this time, Ji Ning felt that Zhuzhu was no longer a little turtle baby; she was a small landlord who urged the farmhands to work hard.

The speed of the keyboard tapping is neither too fast nor too slow, and it is a reassuring sound.

It is like the gentle sounds from nature, such as rain, wind, waves... Such sounds are collectively called white noise in the concept of physics. After recognizing Zhuzhu, Ji Ning read many popular science articles and books on parenting. When some babies are just born, they are not familiar with this unknown world, sleep restlessly, kick their little feet and cry every night. Experts suggest that they can play some peaceful white noise for them. White noise can make babies feel comfortable, soothe emotions and help them fall asleep.

Ji Ning naturally had long forgotten what kind of sounds she fell asleep to when she was a baby.

But she clearly remembered that starting from the age of five or six, she fell asleep shivering and terrified almost every night amidst her parents' quarrels.

"Mom." Zhuzhu's baby voice became lazy, "Stop the phone."

Ji Ning's cell phone has been ringing non-stop since a few days ago.

It was Ji Guoting who changed his number and called her to come home.

"I'll answer it and it will stop making noise." said Ji Ning.

"No." Zhuzhu's little head shook like a totter and she whispered, "Mom will be unhappy."

Even though the mother tried to hide her emotions, the careful and smart baby could still see that she was a little depressed every time she answered the phone.

"But Zhuzhu said I was a turtle."

Ji Ning stood up and picked up Zhu Zhu.

Repeatedly avoiding the issue would not help the situation in any way, and she didn't want to be a turtle mother.

The little one was getting heavier and heavier. Ji Ning had practiced this before. Although she couldn't lift the baby and "take off on the spot" like Jiang Cheng, it was not difficult for her to carry the baby for a short distance.

She carried the baby to the bedside table, picked up the phone and put it to her ear. Meeting the child's worried eyes, she raised the corners of her mouth and touched the baby's nose with the tip of her nose.

The baby smiled.

Laughter is like something that can sweep away the snow and haze, push away the clouds and usher in the bright light.

Zhuzhu's little hands were around Ji Ning's neck.

When she was about to slide down, she was like a little koala hugging a tree, using both hands and two little legs to hang on to her mother.

"Got it. I'll go over now."

…

The Ji family lives in a remote area, so the car drove around the mountains and into the villa area.

The driver lamented that the people living in this area were all wealthy people. The location here was not in the center of Beicheng. Just for the sake of peace and quiet, it was easy to go to several small destinations in one apartment. He talked loudly all the way, but the conversation was one-sided. The passenger sitting in the back seat said nothing and looked out the window not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, Ji Ning finally spoke: "Pull over for a moment, thank you."

The housekeeper was already waiting at the door, and Aunt Wu also stood on tiptoe to look around. Only when she finally saw the eldest lady did her brows relax.

She stepped forward and said, "Ningning, you are finally back."

The flowers were fragrant as Ji Ning walked along the gravel path around the courtyard, with Aunt Wu's voice echoing in her ears.

"Madam has been unwilling to eat these days and has been locking herself in her room all day. I don't know who she is competing with."

"Ms. Lin from the company came several times and stood at the door to report on her work, but Madam didn't even invite her in."

Aunt Wu told Ji Ning that there has been no peace at home since she participated in the show.

Quarrels were common, and Fu Mingya was not hysterical, but every time she brought up old matters, she could drive Ji Guoting hysterical. Such a gentle and refined man would become so emotionally devastated that he could hardly bear it.

“You deserve it.”

Aunt Wu was stunned for a moment.

"I thought you and your dad were better together."

As they were talking, they arrived at the door of the master bedroom.

For so many years, the couple always slept in separate rooms, Fu Mingya lived alone in the master bedroom, and Ji Guoting lived upstairs. Ji Guoting was not at home today, and the call was from Aunt Wu, who had never thought that she could actually invite Ji Ning.

Aunt Wu brought a tray and told Ji Ning that Fu Mingya had not eaten for the whole day.

I did have some porridge last night, but half a bowl of porridge was not enough to fill me up.

"Give it to me." Ji Ning said.

"Then go in and talk to the Madam first." Aunt Wu glanced at the closed door and lowered her voice, "I'll go to the kitchen and make you your favorite dish—"

"No, I won't stay for dinner." Ji Ning said gently, "Aunt Wu, you go and get busy first."

When Aunt Wu turned and left, she looked back every few steps and glanced at her worriedly from time to time.

Ji Ning knocked on the door, said "It's me", turned the doorknob and entered the room.

Fu Mingya was originally lying down. When she saw Ji Ning coming, she half sat up and adjusted her hair with an expressionless face.

"Are you willing to come back?"

On the tray were three dishes and a soup prepared by the kitchen lady, served in small bowls and plates.

Ji Ning placed the tray on the bedside table and walked in front of Fu Mingya.

"Since I was very young, I have felt that you are the most capable person in my mind." Ji Ning said, "Do you know Superman? It's almost the image of Superman."

Fu Mingya raised her eyes and said, "How could a superman raise such a rebellious daughter?"

"I think you are Superman, and you think you are the empress." Ji Ning said calmly, sitting down beside her. "How is your health?"

"I've seen your medical report. All indicators are in the red. If you don't take good care of your body, are you going to spend the rest of your life lying in the hospital?"

Fu Mingya: "Are you afraid of being a burden to you? I have been fighting for most of my life, fighting for you. Even if I am lying in the hospital, you should take care of me in any way you can."

She's always like this, saying something means.

In the past, Ji Ning would quarrel with her until Ji Guoting came out to act as peacemaker, and the mother and daughter would part ways unhappily. At this time, it was time for Ji Guoting to show his loyalty.

"How can we serve you? The money you have earned for most of your life is enough for you to spend the rest of your life in the hospital. We will visit you when we are free, but private hospitals and high-end nursing homes have specialized doctors and nurses. They are so professional that it is not our turn to serve you."

Fu Mingya: “You——”

"If you are lucky, you can stay in the hospital until you grow old. If you are unlucky, my dad will enjoy a good life."

"He followed you through thick and thin and finally made it. With your company and your money, he can live a carefree life for decades. Luo Xianxian is gone. Do you think he can impress Zhang Xianxian and Li Xianxian? There will always be silly girls who fall for his tricks. What's more, he has a lot of money."

It wasn't that Fu Mingya couldn't hear Ji Ning's subtitles.

She still had a cold face: "Don't try to provoke me."

Ji Ning: "Just tell me if you're angry or not."

"If you can accept it, don't get treatment and just keep starving yourself."

"Let's see if using her own body to avenge her husband and daughter is the stupidest decision Ms. Fu has ever made."

After a pause, Ji Ning shook her head and said, "No, it was the second stupidest decision."

She stopped talking.

Fu Mingya could only ask himself: "What is the first?"

"No divorce."

When she was young, Ji Ning didn't understand why her parents quarreled all the time. When they bought a house in this area, she even suspected that it was for their own convenience so that their quarrels would not affect the neighbors.

At that time, she felt sorry for her father. He always accidentally stepped into Fu Mingya's minefield. The minefield was expanding every hour, but he did not hide. He coaxed her in a gentle and gentle voice without any dignity.

When she grew up, she no longer felt sorry for Ji Guoting. No matter how they were entangled, it was their own business, and Ji Ning just wanted to leave.

"Not long ago, Sister Muyun told me about your past." She said, "Back then, you were right. He was the one who betrayed the marriage."

Twenty years ago, Ji Guoting's betrayal destroyed Fu Mingya's trust but did not destroy the marriage.

They were tied themselves together, and Fu Mingya vowed to punish her husband every moment of her life, but in reality, she also sacrificed.

"They say a daughter will stand on her mother's side." Fu Mingya sneered, "I have waited for this day."

"No." Ji Ning said, "I stand alone."

Not long ago, she bought a book recommended by Director Lu, saying that it would be helpful in analyzing and deepening the impact of one's family of origin on the role. She would read it every night before going to bed.

In the early days when cracks appeared in my parents' marriage, my mother was innocent, but she was just a child at the time, so what was her fault?

She accepted Fu Mingya's resentment and carefully mediated it. The five-year-old mediator had to stand on the same front as her mother. She didn't know what happened, so she had to bear the emotional burden of her parents unconditionally.

That's too depressing.

So when she grew up a little, she began to resist violently and even ran away.

As a child, Ji Ning was not able to become the savior of her parents' marriage.

Now, she understands Fu Mingya's pain, but she cannot solve this problem on behalf of Ms. Fu.

Ji Ning placed a business card on the bedside table, picked up the chopsticks on the tray and handed them to Fu Mingya.

"Are you leaving?"

"I'm going to be very busy."

Fu Mingya was silent for a long time and took the chopsticks.

"Where are the children?"

Just now on the phone, Aunt Wu was exaggerating. Ji Ning thought her mother had not eaten for three days and three nights and was worried that something had happened to her. In addition, the show would start tomorrow morning, so she had to come tonight.

She really didn't want to bring her child to this place where even the air was depressing, so she could only ask the child's grandparents for help. At that time, Ji Ning hadn't figured out how to ask them about this, but Zhou Yanjun saw that she looked embarrassed, so she didn't ask any more questions and said happily that at most she could cancel the flight ticket and go back early tomorrow morning, so that she could spend more time with her granddaughter.

This, she thought, was healthy.

Everyone wants to protect children and prevent them from being involved in the right and wrong of adults. This is truly healthy love.

"You should have a good rest." Ji Ning said.

Fu Mingya leaned back on the bed and looked at the bedside table.

Her daughter left her a business card of psychological counselor Xia Yunkai.

For some reason, Fu Mingya suddenly remembered how Ning Ning had run to him lively and energetically in the past, and then been chased away. At this moment, the two figures overlapped, but in the past, the child would come back after being scolded, but now, Ji Ning had completely let it go, and the only instructions she left were to eat well, rest well, and take care of herself...

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

Ji Ning opened the door and closed it gently.

…

Aunt Wu saw Ji Ning getting ready to leave and asked her if she wanted to go back to her room to pack some clothes.

She shook her head: "No, if it takes up space, just get rid of it."

"That's right." Aunt Wu said with a smile, "This is your house, how can your things take up space?"

This is Ji Ning's home, where she grew up.

But she had almost no attachment to this place. Her memory was divided into several parts: a pitiful childhood, a fearless teenage period, and the third part was the period of "a lady from a noble family" whose life was tampered with after she lost her memory. Perhaps Fu Mingya and Ji Guoting didn't know that she had a bad life during those three years. Her intuition told her that she had lost something precious, but she couldn't remember it. She lived her life step by step. Everyone came to tell her what kind of person she should be, but she was the only one who didn't know herself.

Come out of the master bedroom and walk around to the end, you have to walk up a long spiral staircase.

Ji Ning passed through every room without stopping, with many memories flowing through her mind.

Some memories are blank.

She suddenly stopped and asked, "Aunt Wu, did Zhuzhu live in this room before?"

She opened the door of the room.

The room had been cleaned a long time ago, and the crib had been thrown away. It seemed that no one had decided what to do with the room, so it had been left empty, with some miscellaneous items piled up in a blatant way.

At this moment, Ji Ning seemed to have suddenly grasped the key to open the treasure box of time and space.

She remembered that the crib was made of wood and had four rollers underneath. She turned the roller buttons straight and the crib stopped moving.

Zhuzhu was lying in such a small crib, occupying only one-third of the space. At that time, she was more like a glutinous rice dumpling, without teeth yet, and her little mouth kept babbling. Once, Ji Ning did not straighten the tire buckle, and when she put the baby down, she accidentally kicked the crib and it slid a little distance. She was startled, but the baby Zhuzhu was laughing. She put the child in the crib and pushed it gently, pretending that it was a cradle.

Ji Ning often lies beside the crib and interacts with little Zhuzhu.

Those memories are fragmented, but no longer black and white. She can clearly remember those quiet afternoon times.

She walked towards the door step by step, Fu Mingya's angry scolding echoing in her mind, and the sound of her hands hitting the ground.

“Who is the child’s father?”

"How shady is it?"

"Can I trust you? You're just like your father. Bad genes are passed down."

During those times, all the blame was directed at her.

She was fighting alone not just out of willfulness, but also because she was not trusted and did not trust anyone.

She is a happy new mother who firmly believes that even if she is alone, she can take good care of Zhuzhu and let the baby grow up safely and without worries.

However, a car accident not long after took away all her memories of the child. The child was completely forgotten and left alone and helpless.

Just a few steps consumed all of Ji Ning's strength.

Aunt Wu quickly stepped forward to support her.

"It's raining outside." Aunt Wu said, "Ningning, wait a moment, I'll get you an umbrella."

Ji Ning lowered her eyelids.

She suddenly wanted to talk to Jiang Cheng, so she took out her cell phone and found a number in her address book that she had never called before.

The call was connected.

His voice was still deep and gentle.

Ji Ning sniffed.

"Are you busy?"

"Not busy, I'm waiting for someone."

Ji Ning was a little stunned, and as if she suddenly reacted, she pushed open the door of the Ji family.

The winter nights in the north city were not as freezing cold as those in the snowy ridges, but she still desperately wanted to get some warmth.

A drizzle was falling.

Jiang Cheng was standing not far away.

He was leaning against the car under the moonlight, his dark hair on his forehead still stained with raindrops, and he looked lazy, as if he was a little sleepy.

When he saw Ji Ning, he took out an umbrella from the car.

Open the umbrella and move forward gradually.

His memory went back to the rainy night when they first met that year.

She quarreled with the stray puppy, the noise was loud, but it was still quiet.

All these years, she always pushed him away.

But Jiang Cheng wouldn't leave, he thought, and he couldn't catch up with him.

"Miss, wait a minute—"

Aunt Wu took an umbrella and hurried out of the house.

Until she saw, at this moment, someone helped Ningning block the wind and rain.

…

Maybe because they had to say goodbye early the next morning, Zhuzhu was the clingiest granddaughter to her grandpa and grandma that night.

After saying goodbye, we got to spend several hours together again. This experience is something that Xiaotuanzi has the most say in.

She told grandpa and grandma that sister Lele said that this feeling was like suddenly winning the lottery. Even though it was not the jackpot, it was worth being happy for a while.

"What's so good about winning the lottery?" Jiang Songlin said.

Zhou Yanjun said disdainfully: "Young people say this is called Versailles."

The old couple started from the same starting line, holding hands all the way and making progress together.

I didn't expect that now that I'm older, I still have to compete with each other to see who has learned more popular memes in the barrage area.

"It's true that you never stop learning as long as you live." Jiang Songlin shook his head.

Not only did the grandparents study themselves, they also encouraged their granddaughter to study as well.

Jiang Songlin was particularly concerned about the fact that his baby was illiterate. On the last night before they parted, he set a hard target for the child: the next time they met, Zhuzhu had to know at least 500 words.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you continue like this, the child will bother you." Zhou Yanjun said.

In the living room, Zhuzhu was running happily, running several laps, and then crawling under the table.

"Who said that?" Jiang Songlin asked, "Don't you think she's very happy?"

Finally, at the urging of his grandfather, Zhuzhu carried a bench to learn knowledge.

There were spread out newspapers on the tea table.

Jiang Songlin cleared his throat and said, "Let's start the class now. Grandpa will read you a report first. After I finish, you can read it again from beginning to end."

As he finished speaking, Jiang Songlin narrowed his eyes, and the tip of his nose was almost touching the newspaper.

He turned around and said, "Where are my reading glasses? They were just on the coffee table!"

The baby on the bench put his hands obediently on his knees.

Hearing what her grandfather said, the corners of her mouth curled up, revealing her cute little teeth.

"I'm hiding!" said the little dumpling in a baby voice.

Jiang Songlin: ???

When did this little brat become a bad kid?

When he was praising her, Jiang Songlin said that the baby was a little genius, but now he pretended to be angry and said that she was a little brat.

Zhuzhu knew that grandpa was not really fierce, so she poked the corners of his mouth with her two little hands and pulled them up.

Jiang Songlin was so angry that he laughed, and he completely lost his composure. He closed the newspaper and said, "I won't learn anymore. Let's see what this illiterate kid will do when he grows up!"

“You’ve become a complete illiterate.”

"You're so proud!"

What a perfect night, how can I spend it studying?

Grandma took little Zhuzhu to string the fruits into strings, boiled sugar, and made real candied haws.

Three blueberries make a string of candied haws. After eating one string, Zhuzhu kept muttering, "Why hasn't mom come back yet?"

A slice of orange is also a string of candied haws. After eating one string, Zhuzhu started to worry again, when can she see her father again?

"Dad went to pick up Mom." Zhou Yanjun said with a smile.

These days, Zhou Yanjun has been looking for ways to get along well with her son. After posting photos of the baby several times to please him, the relationship between mother and son has actually improved.

At least Jiang Cheng would take the initiative to tell her that he would rush to North City tonight. Tomorrow, they would go on a long trip, and the mother and daughter would have a lot of luggage. It was obvious that Jiang Cheng would come back to them as soon as possible, but Ji Ning seemed to have really not expected it... Zhou Yanjun said cunningly that Jiang Cheng would not come back until tomorrow morning, and she was keeping it a secret for her son to create a surprise for Ji Ning and Zhu Zhu. Who made him so stupid that he didn't understand romance at all.

Just now, Zhou Yanjun informed her son on WeChat again.

I don't know what progress they are making now.

"Do you know where Ningning went?" Jiang Songlin asked.

"Weren't you there when she sent Zhuzhu here?" Zhou Yanjun said, "She didn't say where she was going."

"You didn't say where to go. Where did you ask Jiang Cheng to pick you up?"

Zhou Yanjun: "Let him guess. If he can't figure it out, why would he pursue girls?"

"It's always like that on TV. No matter how big the city is, you'll always find it if you keep looking around."

Jiang Songlin: ...

Watch less unnutritious TV.

Little Zhuzhu heard the conversation between his grandparents.

She didn't know what her father needed to analyze, but the baby analyzed it out -

Dad is back!

There was a beeping sound of fingerprint recognition outside the door.

In a flash, the little dumpling ran straight to the door.

"dad!"

The door opened, Zhuzhu jumped up, and was lifted up firmly.

The baby was like a little koala, hanging on Jiang Cheng.

Ji Ning stood by and gently lifted one of the baby's little ears.

“Is this Shunfenger?

Zhuzhu leaned in his father's arms and pointed to another little ear: "This one too."

Jiang Songlin pulled his lover aside.

"What's the progress?"

"There is progress. Ningning is wearing your son's coat."

"In love?"

Zhou Yanjun reasoned, "I guess not yet. Look at how slow your son is."

So the next second, Jiang Cheng received a contemptuous look from his father.

Mr. Jiang: ...

cut.

Mr. Jiang:?

…

My grandparents are used to getting up early, so they asked Assistant Wen to book a flight for the next morning.

Before going back, they first stuffed a small note under Jiang Cheng's room. After leaving, they stuffed a note into the crack of Ji Ning's door opposite.

The old couple forgot to ask them what time they would leave, and they were worried that sending a message on the phone would wake them up, so leaving a note was the simplest and clearest way.

At about 7:30, a group of three amateurs set off for the airport.

In her left hand, the baby held the steamed milk buns that her grandmother had prepared for her to keep warm, and in her right hand, she held a cup of milk.

Jiang Cheng touched the baby's milk with his hand: "Cheers."

The little Dumpling was very generous. He tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

Ji Ning: "I haven't done it yet."

"Dad, another drink!" said Zhuzhu.

There is no milk on the bus, but there is milk at the airport.

The little one was familiar with the route. After passing security check, he followed the signs and found the location of the breakfast shop.

Ji Ning touched her belly and said, "Don't drink anything for a while, or you'll feel uncomfortable like last time."

During the second episode of the show, Ji Ning overestimated the baby's appetite.

Zizi ate the rice balls and drank two glasses of milk. He looked listless after getting on the plane. A kind passenger sitting next to him said that the child might have indigestion. If it was serious, he might have a fever or something. Ji Ning was almost scared. Fortunately, Zhuzhu slept on the plane and looked fine when he woke up. She was relieved.

"Zhuzhu." Jiang Cheng bought some milk and handed it to the baby.

The little girl shook her head, waved her hands, and said obediently, "I don't want to drink anymore."

There was orange juice on the plane, and she wanted to save it for later.

"So what should we do?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Little Zhuzhu looked at his father eagerly.

Obviously, Zaizai gave him the glorious task of drinking the glass of milk.

Worried that her father would not agree, she found a rescuer for herself.

Mom said sternly: "Drink it, don't waste it."

Jiang Cheng was about to nod in agreement with Ji Ning, but when he raised his eyes, he realized that she was talking to him.

The little dumpling grinned.

The mother will support the baby unconditionally.

Ji Ning rubbed Zhu Zhu's furry little head.

The fragmentary memory of last night was so real. This was the first time she could clearly remember the details of her time with the baby Zhuzhu. The memory came back bit by bit, and Ji Ning engraved those scenes firmly in her heart. The fragments of Zhuzhu in her memory seemed to be just yesterday.

Last night, Ji Ning hugged Zhu Zhu and talked a lot.

She said sorry very seriously.

Before Zhuzhu knew why her mother was apologizing, she waved her hands and said it was okay.

The baby doesn't care why her mother apologizes to her.

She hasn't learned how to summarize yet, and doesn't know how to express it, but it doesn't matter anyway.

Zhuzhu is a baby who accepts his mother unconditionally.

Ji Ning also wants to be a mother who stands unconditionally on the baby's side.

"Dad." Someone supported his waist, and Xiao Zhubao put his hands on his hips in a very imposing manner, "Drink milk!"

Jiang Cheng: ...

…

Even after getting on the plane, little Zhuzhu still didn't know where they were going.

Mom and Dad were so good at keeping secrets that the destination of this trip was like a gift box that she couldn't open until the plane landed.

The three-and-a-half-year-old kid's curiosity about the travel destination only lasts for a second.

She quickly changed the subject and looked at the flight attendant cutely, waiting for her orange juice.

"How many glasses of orange juice would you like, kid?"

If you want Zhuzhu to speak for herself, she can hold up ten fingers.

Orange juice is sweet and delicious, so what's the problem with drinking ten cups?

But now, Zhuzhu can no longer be her own spokesperson.

Ji Ning held the five fingers of her left hand, and Jiang Cheng bent back the other four fingers of her right hand. The baby lowered her head, and now she only stretched out her little finger.

"One cup." Ji Ning said, "Thank you."

The flight attendant looked at the little finger that Zhuzhu stretched out and nodded.

One cup, and just a little.

Little Dumpling was fooled by his parents and he didn't even notice it. He held the small cup of orange juice, smiling as he enjoyed it, and even made a "ha" sound like his grandfather did when he drank tea.

The first-class cabin is spacious, but no matter how spacious it is, it is not comfortable enough with a child sitting in it. I have seen it in short videos before. It is not uncommon for children to make noise on airplanes and high-speed trains, causing conflicts between their parents and other passengers. Therefore, when seeing Zhuzhu, some passengers frowned in dissatisfaction.

He even secretly called the flight attendant and asked her to remind the child to speak more quietly.

The flight attendants were also in a difficult situation.

The child hasn't spoken yet!

The black-faced passenger looked unhappy and paid attention to the movements of the "naughty child".

But during the several-hour flight, the child was quiet and silent. She drew with her crayons and even wore headphones when watching cartoons on her tablet. The only sound she made was bargaining with her mother about nap time.

"I don't want to take a nap." Zhuzhu said in a stingy voice.

I don't know when Zhuzhu started to be no longer the baby who always cooperated with adults. She grew up a little bit, got enough encouragement and a sense of security, and began to express her own ideas bravely.

Taking a nap will delay a lot of fun play time, but the baby doesn't want to do it and rolls around with his head on his mother's arm.

Ji Ning: ...

How do you know I'm going to fall for this?

She couldn't resist Zhuzhu's coquetry at all, so she turned this difficult problem over to Jiang Cheng.

"We are going to a faraway place. We are only halfway through the flight. When you arrive at your destination, it will be the most fun time. Wouldn't it be a pity if you accidentally fall asleep?" Jiang Cheng said in a gentle voice.

Ji Ning seemed to have heard this statement vaguely.

Is this the only trick Mr. Jiang has to coax his children?

However, although the trick is old, it is useful.

Zhuzhu was finally convinced by his father. He hung his head and watched his mother open the disposable blanket provided on the plane.

"What time is it?"

"One o'clock, just in time for a nap."

Gradually, little Zhuzhu became quiet.

The stern-faced passenger leaned his head and glanced at Zaizai.

It's only been a few minutes and you fell asleep already?

The flight attendant casually made eye contact with him and smiled politely.

After more than six hours of flight, Zhuzhu was sleeping soundly when the plane landed.

Like a small round peach.

The staff who were going to pick up the amateur group were already waiting in the arrival hall, and the live broadcast of the third episode officially started shortly after the plane landed.

[Are you here? Are you here? I'm finally going to meet Xiaozhubao and his family! 】

[It's only been a few days since we last met, I miss my baby Zhuzhu so much! ]

[Has Zhang Yanxi arrived as well? I heard that the outdated movie star himself doesn't know who his partner is. Isn't this too outrageous for the program crew?]

[Hurry up, my friend! If you're not a big shot, I'll be angry. ]

[Let me see what the top stars are wearing today. I hope it's something refreshing. I have a phobia of trendy men.]

[Has Ding Muyun recovered? For the actress, this is a healing journey.]

Amid the anticipation of netizens, the amateur group appeared first.

"Ning Ning!"

"Zhuzhu!"

The guests' voices rang out from behind, and Ji Ning and Zhu Zhu turned back curiously at the same time.

The camera is already approaching the amateur group.

People were coming and going, but the little girl didn't see anyone familiar, so she kept asking her father, "Dad, where is this?"

[Baby, you are going abroad to play...]

[The production crew, please don't make this little tourist destination look too beautiful! We can't just go there on a whim. We still need to get a visa and so on. It's very troublesome.]

【Cold knowledge, visa is available upon arrival here. 】

[Who was calling from behind just now? I felt like I heard someone calling Zhuzhu and Ningning's names.]

【Ahhhh the baby is here! Welcome back our bamboo cub! 】

['The Last of a Century', dare you show me the he in the final episode of the show! 】

In the third trip, little Tuanzi went abroad with his parents.

The last time Ji Ning helped her baby to get an identity document, she took her with her to get a passport just in case.

This time it actually came in handy.

At the end of the journey, Ji Ning and Jiang Cheng hope to leave little Zhuzhu with beautiful and unforgettable memories.

As for Zaizai, she is still confused now.

Where is this?

Just now someone called Zhuzhu's name from behind.

The baby turned around and saw the electronic time display hanging high in the airport.

Zhuzhu knows the time and can tell the current time at a glance.

"It's another one o'clock." Little Dumpling was shocked and said sadly, "Is it time to take a nap again?"

【Hahahahahahahaha pupil earthquake treasure! 】

[Mom and Dad, please quickly teach our baby about this, it's called jet lag.]

[Nonsense, this is called the time travel technique! If you master the secret of time travel, you can travel through time and space at will! ]