Walking on the road, Zhang Guoqing was holding his luggage in one hand and holding his child. Seeing him rubbing against him, he quickly said, "Son, Daddy is sweating and dirty after just walking."

"Hmm, it stinks!" Ping An sniffed it deliberately and smiled, "But I like it."

"My son is really good at talking. Come here, what did grandpa tell you?"

Ping An frowned after hearing this, looked around, and seeing no one around, he said, "Brother Xiaoyu secretly told me that the Lin family wanted to kill my mother, and that I was in danger now, so he asked me to go with him.

My great-grandmother also came over and said that my grandma wasn't home and asked me to sleep with her. Today, my grandpa asked if I missed my dad and asked if he could send me over to play for a few days. I agreed. Where is my mom?

Zhang Guoqing was speechless. His father-in-law was trying to hide it from his child. Look, the clever kid knew everything, so why would he keep it a secret?

"Dad will tell you a secret. Your mother is safe, and the Lin family will never find her. She is going on an important mission and will be back soon. If anyone asks you, just say you don't know."

Ping An relaxed his brows after hearing this. "I'm glad my mom is safe. Dad, I want to go home to be with my grandpa, and I also want to visit the Lin family. Why would they want to harm my mom? I can beat down bad guys now, and no one can bully me."

Zhang Guoqing was silent for a moment, then asked, "Do you know why your grandfather wanted to send you here?"

"I know my grandpa wants to protect me, but I also want to protect my grandpa. Mom is not at home, you are not at home, and I am not at home. Grandpa is the only one at home."

Ping An's simple and straightforward words deeply shocked Zhang Guoqing's heart.

Yeah, what is family?

Family members should comfort and rely on each other. When tired, they should be there for each other. You can't just think your father-in-law is capable and put all the burdens on him.

Zhang Guoqing kissed him hard, "Okay, we'll go home tonight. Now go upstairs and wait for Dad to ask for leave, then we'll leave tonight."

Once you make a decision in your mind, things will be handled quickly.

Zhang Guoqing took out the hot food from the bag and let Ping'an eat it inside first. He then quickly ran downstairs to see counselor Wu.

It was as serious as it could be. In short, Zhang Guoqing, who always performed well, was trusted by the counselor, who allowed him to take a vacation without saying a word.

Of course, there were many factors involved, but Zhang Guoqing didn't have time to consider them. He was in a hurry to get back. He walked quickly to the classroom and waved for Yi Jiefang to come back.

The two walked one after the other to a distance, and Zhang Guoqing immediately said, "I have already taken leave. If there are any activities in the next few days, please help me."

"We're all brothers, don't be so polite. Just go back home and relax. I'll call your house if anything happens. If you run into any problems after you get back, let us know."

Zhang Guoqing smiled and patted his hands. "I won't be polite with you. I don't know where Dayong and the others are now, so I won't go to say hello. Remember to tell them."

"No problem. Take the kids back now while it's still not too late. We'll keep in touch!"

Zhang Guoqing nodded and said as he walked, "Then I'll go first. The key is in the usual place, and the things are inside. You can find them yourselves. Remember, don't mess up the room."

After hearing this, Yi Jiefang happily waved his hand and told him to hurry up, shouting, "I know, stop fussing!"

Don't mess up the room?

No way!

Everyone has been busy with farm work for a while, so it's just the right time to celebrate.

However, we can't let this guy know about this, otherwise he'll definitely accuse us of being unfair. He'll definitely have a lot of excuses, saying that he's suffering while everyone else is having so much fun. He might even get blackmailed!

Zhang Guoqing returned to the dormitory and rummaged around for a while before finding something. He took out a pair of long-sleeved shirts and long pants for Ping An to wear, and found a flashlight for him to hold.

Ping An blinked his eyes and asked, "Dad, shall we take the train or ride a bike?"

Zhang Guoqing replied without turning around, "Little train. Is it hot? It will be cooler when you get out. Remember to wear the sachet. There are a lot of mosquitoes at night."

Ping An rolled his eyes and began to follow him through the boxes and cabinets. The more he looked, the more satisfied he felt that there were not many things inside. His mother really loved him the most.

After the father and son messed around in the room, luckily there were not many cabinets, otherwise they would have to clean it up again.

After a flurry of activity, Zhang Guoqing looked at the two pieces of luggage on the ground, put one on his shoulder, held the child in his arms, and carried the other. When he closed the door and came out, both father and son breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hold daddy's neck tight, we'll set off right away."

"Okay, I'll get the flashlight."

The father and son cooperated perfectly and left the school smoothly.

In the suburbs at night, the stars twinkle in the sky, and the cool breeze dispels the remaining heat of the day. Except for the croaking of frogs, the earth is silent.

Ping'an looked at the dark shadows of the trees in the distance, put his left arm around his father's neck, pressed his whole body against him, and secretly moved forward with his right hand holding the flashlight.

Zhang Guoqing felt it and hung the package in his hand next to him, holding it with both hands, and patted him gently, "We'll be there after turning the corner. Don't worry, Dad is here."

"I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid."

"Yes, our baby is the bravest and best child. Come, sing a song with daddy."

The singing of the father and son was unusually loud in the night, occasionally interspersed with the children's laughter.

Zhang Guoqing held his son in his arms. He gazed into the distance, missing his wife terribly. He wondered where she was right now? What was the time difference? Did she, too, think of him and his son at night?

He never wanted to experience the feeling of separation again. He was alone, somewhere he couldn't see or hear, with no news at all.

Waiting is the most torturous thing.

The reason why his wife left was the Lin family.

Thinking of this, Zhang Guoqing secretly sulked at himself. The last time he saw Zhou Xiaocun, he should have cut the Gordian knot and invited him to a mass grave to have a good chat about life.

Now, his father-in-law came up with a plan and suddenly intervened, hiding his wife somewhere and making her impossible to find. In the end, it was all because he was too naive.

Oh, what was I thinking at the time? Yes, I was deceived by my wife. She actually said that her father was busy and I should figure it out myself first. I figured I should figure it out, figured I should figure it out, and I didn't even know where my wife was going.

His father-in-law was as quick-witted as a shuttlecock. How could a kind and simple person like him possibly stand up to him? From his wife's business trip, his mother-in-law's work at the grassroots level, to the moment his farm work was finished, the timing was perfectly arranged, one thing after another. It was clearly something he had been planning for a long time.

If Zhou Xiaocun came from the Northeast and his father-in-law didn't know about it, Zhang Guoqing would dare to cut off his own head and let people kick it like a ball.

He saw that he had foolishly sent people to follow him. Having such a father-in-law was truly a very painful thing, making him love and hate him.

"Son, you must learn skills from your grandpa. When you master them, you can help your father get revenge!"

Ping An's eyes widened, "Dad, you're so powerful, and you still need my help?"

Zhang Guoqing patted him speechlessly. How could he have the nerve to tell his child that his father-in-law couldn't beat him? He was still counting on his son to win a round for him.

"Dad, tell me, I'll ask grandpa to help you. He's the best, he'll definitely be able to do it!"

Zhang Guoqing smiled wryly and patted his son. "You're really good!" he said. "You've stabbed your father in the heart again."

"Forget it, I'll wait until you grow up and help me vent my anger. Let's not talk about this anymore. When we get home later, if your grandfather asks you why you came back, what will you say?"

Ping An tilted his head, "How about you just say you missed my grandpa and couldn't sleep?"

"Okay, you two fight, I'm leaving."