It was dark when Zhang Guoqing and his family of three returned home. Lin Lishan and Old Lady Cheng were waiting for them in the living room. When they saw them coming back, they didn't ask any questions, probably thinking they were going somewhere to do some business.

Zhang Guoqing hurriedly said hello to them and took his son to take a shower. This hospital was full of germs, and with the smell of sweat, he felt nauseous.

Entering the bathroom, Zhang Guoqing laughed happily when he saw the small handkerchief in his son's hand.

"Dad, you have to take care of your things!"

Zhang Guoqing patted the little elf and said, "I'll be more careful next time! Thank you, baby."

Ping An smiled and waved his hands, "Luckily it wasn't stolen. You're better than my grandma. She used to be very wasteful. My grandpa said that after my guidance she has changed a lot and is still a good comrade."

Zhang Guoqing was so amused by his son's smile that he carefully helped him apply the imported shower gel. He was very pleased with the foam on his hands. His son could finally use the good stuff openly!

He finally understood why parents always wanted the best for their children. He felt the same way! Seeing this little person, he wanted to hold the best things in the world in his hands, just to see the child's smiling face.

"Dad, don't throw away that beautiful bottle. Fill it with water and let Mom hide it. It will surely smell delicious next time."

"Son, can we not be so stingy?"

Ping An chuckled and smeared the foam on him with half-closed eyes. "I'll let you laugh at me for being stingy! Mom said it's very expensive and only family members can use it."

Zhang Guoqing had no idea his son was being led astray by his wife, otherwise he would have cried foul. He had prepared a ton of children's products, all high-quality. He really didn't need his son to be frugal!

After showering, the father and son returned to the living room hand in hand. They had the same hairstyle, and wore the same style and color of white shirt and military pants, which made Old Mrs. Cheng smile with joy.

She pointed at Ping'an's small shirt and military pants and asked, "Did your mother prepare this for you?"

Ping An shook his head. "My grandma made three sets for me and my dad. Grandma, please keep it a secret!"

Old Madam Cheng looked at Lin Lishan and saw her nodding with a smile, and said with a smile: "You have a good taste. Our Xiaowu and Ping'an look so unpretentious and elegant in their clothes."

"Xiaowu has been suffering with Jiaojiao these past few years, and all he wears are clothes from earlier years. I thought the fabrics at home would be ruined if they weren't worn any more, so I asked the craftsman to make all of them."

Zhang Guoqing smiled and explained on his wife's behalf, "It doesn't matter what I wear as a grown man. Jiaojiao has never made clothes. You don't know that besides me, Dayi and the other few dozen others in school, everyone else's clothes are patched up. Because of this, everyone feels distant from each other. If I really had to wear new clothes every day, I'd be worried about being covered with a sack when walking at night."

Mrs. Cheng smiled and shook her head after hearing this. "Times have changed. It's better to be careful."

"Don't worry, auntie. Our children are well prepared."

"That's right." Old Mrs. Cheng saw Zhou Jiao coming out of the shower and waved, "Come on, let's eat first. Eat more tonight, there won't be much good food in the car."

"Aunt Chen prepared a lot of fried noodles. I'll make a bowl of it with boiling water in the car later. It tastes delicious."

“That works!”

Zhang Guoqing and Zhou Jiao smiled at each other after hearing this. Every time they went on a long trip, everyone would get into a big fuss and get into a mess, but they were actually happy inside.

After dinner and a short rest, when the time came, Mr. Cheng’s bodyguard Xiao Chen drove a car to pick up Zhang Guoqing and his family and took them to the station.

Inside the waiting room, Zhang Guoqing borrowed the two sleeper tickets from the man and told him to go back first. He got a look, but he smiled and let him go.

The two grown men sat next to each other gossiping, whispering from time to time, and bursting into laughter from time to time. It was really eye-catching for Zhou Jiao who was watching from the side!

She gently patted her sleepy son in her arms and said, "Go to sleep. Mommy will hold you."

"No, I have to protect my mother."

Zhou Jiao really wanted to say, "Son, Duke Zhou is already looking for you to play chess in your dreams. You should go to bed early." But seeing him tightly holding her little hand, she smiled and said, "Okay."

"Mom, you can get some sleep and rest in the car. Just hold on a little longer."

Zhou Jiao looked at him with amusement, and replied with a forced smile: "Okay." She wanted to ask her son if this was a psychological hint?

It was finally time to dock at the station. Zhang Guoqing took his son and let Zhou Jiao walk in front, followed by Xiao Chen carrying the luggage. With this arrangement, he finally felt at ease entering the carriage.

"I'm going back now without you having to urge me. Send me a telegram and I'll pick you up."

"Brother Chen, be careful on your journey."

"Have a nice trip! Don't come out. Let your son sleep first. The little guy can't even open his eyelids."

Waving and watching Xiao Chen leave, Zhang Guoqing patted Ping An and said, "Get in the car safely, go to sleep first. Daddy will help you watch over Mom."

Ping An glanced at Zhou Jiao and saw her nodding at him with a smile on her face, "Okay."

Zhang Guoqing listened to the noisy sounds inside and outside the car, held him and patted him gently for a while, then saw his son snoring. He smiled and touched his head, then carefully placed him on the inside of the bed.

Zhou Jiao pointed at herself.

"Okay, I'm so big that I can sleep with the child. I'm worried that I'll squeeze him." Zhang Guoqing looked at the passengers on both sides of the bed with regret.

Zhou Jiao took off her shoes and lay down on the bed. She stretched out her arms and gently hugged the child, motioning to Zhang Guoqing to go to sleep as well. She was also feeling a little sleepy now, so it was just right for her to sleep with the child.

All night long, Zhang Guoqing was worried his son had been stolen. He would often open his eyes half asleep to check on the two people on the bed across from him before closing them to sleep. Even then, when he heard the announcement that breakfast time was coming in the morning, he was still half asleep.

Lying quietly on the bed, listening to the conversation between his son and wife, Zhang Guoqing took a long time to wake up. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly that it was really tiring to take the children out.

"Mom, Dad is awake..."

Zhang Guoqing waved at him and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"good."

A middle-aged man on the upper bunk smiled and praised: "Your child is really well-behaved, not making trouble at all."

Zhang Guoqing smiled modestly and said, "I'm usually naughty too."

"So you're going back to visit relatives?"

"Yes. Take the child to see his grandparents."

Zhou Jiao, who was standing by, saw them chatting, lowered her head and whispered to Ping An, "Don't move around here. Mommy's going to wash her face."

Ping An nodded, "Be careful, Mom."

"good."

Even though they rested a lot along the way, Zhou Jiao and Ping An were both exhausted when they arrived at the provincial station. Zhang Guoqing knew that this was because they were used to a life of luxury.

He walked up, picked up his son, picked up the luggage, and pulled his wife out of the station.

This time when they returned to their hometown, they did not inform Zhao Chuangguang in advance. Considering that they had always come to pick them up, they tacitly took the children to the military area to meet them first.