Not to mention the touching scene on the train, as time passed, the train slowly entered the Beijing Station.

Looking out the window, Zhou Xiaozheng stood out from the crowd of people on the platform.

The closer she got to her father, the more Zhou Jiao stood up and shook her hands vigorously.

Through the glass window, the train sped by. She made a face and shook her head regretfully. This rare childishness made Old Lady Cheng and the others burst into laughter.

As soon as the car stopped, the broadcast began prompting passengers to get off. Zhou Jiao looked around and saw that everyone had packed their luggage and the child was already in Zhang Guoqing's arms. She immediately shouted, "I'll go down and pick them up first."

"Slow down. Don't get pushed down." Before Zhang Guoqing finished speaking, she had already run out of sight.

Old Mrs. Cheng laughed heartily, "This child is very close to her father. Xiaowu, be good, kid. Let's get off the bus quickly with our own luggage."

"Aunt, please wait a moment. We're not in a hurry to get off. My dad and the others will be here soon. The luggage is heavy, so please don't strain your back."

Cheng Ruzhu quickly stepped forward to stop the old lady, "Mom, Xiaowu is right. We are at the terminal, we are not in a hurry. I just saw the child's father coming over, let's wait for my brother and the others to get up before leaving."

As soon as Zhou Jiao got out of the car, she ran towards Zhou Xiaozheng, shouting, "Dad, Dad, here, here." Seeing Zhou Xiaozheng striding towards her, she ran up to him and threw herself at him, laughing happily.

Zhou Xiaozheng hugged her and said with a smile, "Why are you in such a hurry? What if you fall? Are you having fun?" After that, he put the hat on her head, patted her head, and protected her to a safe area on the side.

"It's quite fun. Auntie is so amazing, she knows everything. Dad, why have you lost so much weight these days?" Zhou Jiao said as she walked with him.

"Haha... why is your dad so thin? Your family has been eating and drinking well every day these days, and even an old man like me has gained weight. Jiaojiao, you must make more dumplings for your aunt when you come back this time, okay?" Old Cheng laughed when he heard this.

Zhou Jiao nodded quickly. "Aunt, forget about the dumplings. We have whatever you want, as much as you want. We brought back a lot of delicious food this time. Uncle, you and your cousin came to pick us up today, didn't you? Isn't that too grand? Let me tell you in secret, my aunt was having so much fun that she almost forgot about you."

Wen Congwen said with a smile: "I guess your aunt must be very happy. This time you female comrades went out and left us at home. Jiaojiao has to cook a few of her specialties to comfort her uncle."

Zhou Jiao winked at him and said with a smile, "Of course, of course! I also have some good wine, and I definitely won't let my aunt find out."

"Look, even Jiaojiao knows that you are afraid of your wife." Cheng Sijin joked, trying not to laugh.

Old Cheng glanced at the train and said, "Let's talk when we get back. Let's go look for them in the carriage first. Jiaojiao, do you have a lot of luggage? Why haven't they gotten off the train yet?"

"Yes, quite a few. Dad, let's go up quickly. Have you driven over yet?"

Zhou Xiaozheng quickly grabbed her and said, "Just wait here obediently. Dad will go up and take a look." After saying that, he looked around at her worriedly, then followed Mr. Cheng and the others into the car.

Zhang Guoqing hugged his son tightly. Seeing Cheng Lao and the others coming up, he looked behind them and saw his father-in-law lagging behind. He laughed heartily. This daughter-obsessed guy was probably going to forget everyone else again.

Old Cheng went forward to check on his wife and saw that she was in good spirits. He walked over to Zhang Guoqing and saw that the child was babbling with his big eyes open.

He stared at the child curiously: "Are you saying hello to me? Do you understand, little one?"

Ping An clapped his hands and spoke to himself in Martian.

"He's been wanting to talk to people these days. He starts yelling when he sees someone," Mrs. Cheng said. It's funny to think that such a little kid only knows how to look at lights and even wants to run out to see people.

"Our little Ping'an is so amazing. He has traveled to so many places at such a young age. Little guy, can we go home first? We missed us so much when you were not around." Cheng Sijin waved at him and smiled. Seeing him immediately turned his head and shouted at him, he was so happy that he grabbed his little hand and shook it.

Seeing that everyone had loaded their luggage and the child had been wrapped up by Zhang Guoqing, Zhou Xiaozheng took a small blanket to cover the child and asked everyone to get off the bus first.

As soon as he got off the car, he asked Zhang Guoqing to follow him to the car outside, while shouting Zhou Jiao to follow them.

Sitting in the car, Zhang Guoqing lifted a corner of the quilt, and Ping An squinted his eyes to see him laughing and blowing bubbles. The little guy probably thought that he was just teasing him by running with him in his arms.

"Is the child adapting well to living away from home? Why do you look thinner?" Zhou Xiaozheng looked at the child again worriedly.

Zhang Guoqing smiled and said, "I see him every day but I don't notice. Maybe he really has lost weight. He was the happiest this time out, and he wanted to see the lights every day. Dad, we're staying at the Peace Hotel this time."

Zhou Xiaozheng understood immediately when he thought of Old Lady Cheng. He nodded and said, "It's okay. Your aunt is here, so you don't have to worry about any consequences. This time, it cost her a lot of money, right?"

Zhang Guoqing saw him drive off right after he finished speaking, seemingly feeling much more relaxed. He smiled and said, "She paid at first, and the next day I deposited the money directly at the hotel counter. We owed so much, I was embarrassed to withdraw money in front of her. My aunt also bought a lot of things for us. You should know how much she spent, right, Mom?"

Lin Lishan smiled and nodded. "She bought quite a lot, and it was useless for me to persuade her. She said that Jiaojiao was the only girl in our family, so who else could she buy it for if not you? She insisted on buying a coat for Jiaojiao at a high-end clothing store on Huaihai Road, and I had to persuade her to stop. She spent a lot of money on several sweaters. It's hard to repay these favors."

Zhang Guoqing nodded. He could still repay the material support, but he could never repay the mother and daughter for the connections they had made.

With Lin Lishan around, he planned to discuss these matters with his father-in-law later. Zhang Guoqing had no advantages at all. Not to mention the old lady, even Cheng Ruzhu had introduced him to numerous members of the Wen family, constantly referring to them as "my only niece and nephew-in-law." This favor was too much to bear. They were doing this for his father-in-law's sake, but he wondered if it would embarrass him.

Zhou Xiaozheng glanced at his daughter and son-in-law, seeing them nodding in agreement with his wife's words with worried expressions. Driving at this point, he couldn't explain properly, so he could only say, "Don't worry. Dad expected this situation. It's okay."

Zhou Jiao didn't bring up these topics again along the way. Some people and some things are just things you need to know about; there's no need to talk about them all the time. The mother and daughter had sincerely taken time off to accompany them on their journey.

This was not something that could be dealt with with a few words of gratitude. Therefore, she always happily accepted Cheng Ruzhu's generous gifts, wrote down the amount, and prepared gifts of equal value to give back to her children.