"Mom, what's wrong?"

Zhou Sui also looked over in confusion. She had been so focused on listening to Zhou Peng that she hadn't noticed Zhang Cui's reaction.

"Is this my son?" Zhang Cui suddenly reached out and pinched Zhou Peng's face.

Zhou Peng screamed in pain, "Mom, what are you doing?"

It must have been quite forceful; Zhou Sui noticed a thumbprint where Zhang Cui had pinched her.

"Oh dear, Mom didn't mean it. She just felt that my Pengzi wasn't like this before." Zhang Cui looked at her son. They were both busy and hadn't seen Zhou Peng for a while.

My son has lost some weight, but he looks much more mature, and the shyness on his face has lessened.

“He used to be so quiet at home that you couldn’t even fart if you beat him with a stick, but just now he was rambling on and on. I was wondering if this was really my son?”

This was a side of Zhou Peng she had never seen before. The son she remembered was still the same simple, honest, and taciturn man.

"Mom, if I'm not your son, whose son would I be?"

"I'm not talking to you guys anymore, I'm going to the construction site first, it'll be dark soon." Zhou Peng said goodbye and strode away.

Watching her son's retreating figure, Zhang Cui smiled inexplicably, then said gratefully to Zhou Sui, "Thanks to our Sui Sui, otherwise, your older brother would be toiling in the fields for food right now."

"Second Aunt, no need to thank me. My eldest brother is also a very outstanding person."

Over the course of their time together, Zhou Sui discovered that Zhou Peng was also a thoughtful person, but he was not good at expressing himself and needed guidance.

Another issue is a lack of self-confidence and concerns, which seems to be the current situation for many people.

Actually, Zhou Sui didn't do anything special. She just asked Zhou Peng questions from time to time, and only then would he share his thoughts.

Over time, the tone of voice and the state of mind gradually change.