Among the long line of Zhou family members, the most eye-catching one was Zhou Niao, and the child in his arms who looked exactly like him. The child was not young anymore, five or six years old. Could Zhou Niao have children? Would Zhou Niao's child be as stupid as him?

For the sake of his son, Zhou Niao has told his sister that he will no longer pretend to be stupid and cannot let his son be laughed at.

Zhou Xiang naturally agreed.

On weekends, because of the attraction of the food station and the spaciousness of the new streets, not only people from the villages near the market town come to the market, no, not to mention coming to the market, the weekend is not a market day, there are many stalls on the streets of the market town, now people say it is the weekend.

The stalls are set up on the sidewalks in front of the storefront buildings, facing the buildings. On weekends, the two-meter sidewalk becomes a place where the town government allows people from other towns and villages to set up stalls.

There is no fixed stall location, it's first come first served. There are people collecting money and guiding people along the provincial road. The two new streets and four pedestrian paths in the town become places where the town government makes money on weekends.

The two-meter sidewalk is originally spacious, but with stalls about 50 centimeters apart, it becomes crowded, especially with an unusually large number of people buying things and setting up stalls.

Fortunately, there is a one-meter green belt, which is where the street lights, trees and trash cans are placed, which can be used as a place for street vendors to squat, otherwise it would be even more crowded.

Everyone who came to the town for the weekend knew the Zhou family, but the child in Zhou Niao's arms, if you said you didn't know them! He clearly looked like Zhou Niao. If you said you knew him! In recent years, there really wasn't anyone like him in the Zhou family.

Zhou Niao greeted every acquaintance he met seriously and introduced them to Yan'er.

The father and son spoke and responded, leaving everyone stunned. Did Zhou Niao memorize these lines in advance? Or...?

Someone who felt they had a good relationship with Zhou's father asked quietly, "Zhou Quan, isn't your Zhou Niao stupid anymore?"

Father Zhou threw his hands and said, "You're the fool! My eldest son has recovered a long time ago. Ever since he started learning to paint, his brain has been getting better and better, and now he's back to normal. Don't blame me for being rude if you dare to talk nonsense."

This is what Zhou wanted to explain to the Zhou family. It just so happened that his eldest brother had spent very little time at home in recent years, so there was a time difference, so it wouldn't be like a fairy tale that his brother suddenly got better.

"Ah? Really, really good? I heard him talking to that child very normally. Oh, and who is that child he's holding? He looks exactly like him when he was a child."

"My eldest grandson, Niao Niao's son."

"Ah? Niao Niao has a son? He's this old now? Why haven't I heard you tell me about it?"

"I grew up outside, so I just took it over. I'll treat you to a drink once I'm done with this."

"Okay, okay, congratulations!"

This person didn't dare to say that he was going to drink. The Zhou family's banquets were not open to anyone anymore. Moreover, the contribution to the Zhou family was not just a few dozen yuan as before. He couldn't afford it.

"Thanks!"

Father Zhou's face looked much better. He wasn't lying. Wasn't his eldest son already well? Wasn't his grandson raised in another place?

Zhou Yan's appearance not only scared the people on the street, but also scared everyone in the food station who wanted to do something for Zhou.

Xie Lin trotted over to Zhou Niao and said, "Niao Niao, this is your son!"

His tone was very certain, because he was very familiar with Zhou Niao's childhood, and he always played near the old processing room.

"Yes, cousin, this is my son Zhou Yan. Yan'er, call me uncle."

"Hello, cousin!"

"Hey hey hey! Good! Good! Yan'er is good! You are so good, Niao Niao! Your uncle wishes you all the best and hopes you can finally live a normal life."

Although Zhou Niao's family didn't say anything about his improvement, Zhou Niao didn't hide it and communicated normally with his cousin when they met once or twice a year.

Xie Lin could naturally see it, but the Zhou family did not announce it to the public and always let him go out to travel, so Xie Lin could not interrupt or say too much because his own two children were not normal either!

"I'm sorry to have worried my cousin. This time, I won't go out anymore. I'll only go once or twice. I usually stay at home with my son."

"Okay, okay! I've been wandering around for too long. It's time to come back and put down roots."

"Yes!"

"Okay, take Yan'er out to play! I'll talk to your dad."

"Okay, goodbye, cousin."

"Goodbye, cousin."

"Goodbye, bye!"

Xie Lin pulled Zhou Quan aside, and Zhou Niao and his group went to the pigpen.

Zhou Xiang also urged his uncle, "Uncle, the training is about to start, so stop talking."

"I know. Why are you pushing me? I'm asking you to give me a raise, but why aren't you doing it?"

"Uncle, you don't have any salary, so even if you increase it, it will be deducted."

"Then I can have less deductions and get my salary sooner!"

"Okay! How about reducing your salary by a year and a half? You'll start receiving your salary in July 2004."

The seven years mentioned originally were based on the initial salary. My salary has increased in the past three years and will continue to increase in the future. It can't really be calculated as seven years, right?

"Really?" Xie Lin left Zhou Quan aside. They could talk privately anytime, but the issue of salary increase and loan reduction had to be implemented.

"Really? My nephew has returned, and you confirmed his identity so quickly. I'm happy. I'll give you a raise, but you won't get any for the next three years. When you're eligible to receive a salary, just follow everyone else's."

"Okay, okay!" Xie Lin grinned excitedly. He earned more than a thousand yuan a month! If averaged over three years, that would mean a monthly increase of more than four hundred yuan for him.

"I'm going to go train the piglets for Yan'er to see. Zhou Quan, we'll talk next time."

As he said that, he ran into the pigpen.

(Uh, that's a pretty normal thing to say, right?)

There are 12 people in Zhou's family including bodyguards. In order to let Zhou Yan have a deep understanding, they went directly up the stairs. Jin Chao was guarding the stairs. He came to work early in the morning.

Chen Erxian arranged for him to guard the entrance and take care of the piglets, and the work would start on Monday.

Seeing Zhou Xiang and the others coming, the smile on his face deepened, "Uncle, Niao Niao, Xiang Xiang."

Looking at Jin Chao, who had regained the smile he had a few years ago, Zhou Xiang thought about what Ling Ran had said to him yesterday when he went to apologize. Could it be that she had made a mistake in the arrangement? Was Jin Chao really not suitable for raising his value?

She sighed softly, "Brother Chao."

“Hey!”

Jin Chao's eyes were a little moist. He thought that he should cherish the fact that he could still call him brother.

Last night, Xiong Mingli told him the content of the security meeting. He compared the changes of these security guards with when they first came to the town.

Suddenly awakening, he realized that he was no longer the same as before. Back then, his desire to repay his mother had gradually faded, and he no longer blamed his mother for beating him and forcing him to kneel.

Having not slept all night, he got up early to prepare the meal, kowtowed several times to his mother who had just woken up, and sincerely acknowledged the gradual psychological changes he had undergone over the past few years.

His mother advised him to be his original self and psychologically think of himself as Zhou Chao who had just walked out of Zhoujia Village.

As for the Jin family, it is best not to recognize them anymore, because recognizing the Jin family means not acknowledging the cousin relationship with Zhou Xiang, not to mention how the Jin family treated them and their son?

If he could forget hatred, wouldn't it be even easier for him to forget kindness? Who would dare to acknowledge such a relative?

Jin Chao suddenly realized that it was no wonder that he called Zhou Xiang his cousin and made Zhou Xiang furious. In Zhou Xiang's mind, he had already become an ungrateful person.