Two days before the Spring Festival, Zhou Xinya's cold finally got better, and Zhou Yunshi took her to pick up her mother.

As they drove past the street with the vegetable market, Zhou Xinya turned around and shouted, "Daddy, Daddy, stop!"

There are flower stalls right at the entrance of the market; they work so hard, not even getting a break during the Lunar New Year.

Zhou Xinya took her father's hand and walked over, pointing to the lilies above. "Dad, let's buy Mom a bouquet of flowers."

During the Lunar New Year, the best-selling items were various lucky bamboo plants wrapped with red ribbons and potted plants bearing golden tangerines. The flower vendors had a heavy money bag tied around their waists.

This shows that business is good during the Chinese New Year.

No matter the region, there are always hardworking people who never take a day off. When the little girl said she wanted to give flowers to her mother, the shop owner smiled and agreed, then squatted down and began pruning the flowers.

While packing, Zhou Yunshi received a phone call and stood aside to return it. Zhou Xinya, her hands still busy, carefully touched the small oranges on the potted plant, asking, "Are they edible?"

She had wanted to know this for a long time, but never had the chance.

Now that she's at the flower shop owner's place, Zhou Xinya is determined to get some answers.

The flower vendor smiled and waved his hand, pointing to the oranges on the bench, "If you want to eat one, you can take one."

Oh no, Zhou Xinya didn't want to eat it; she was just curious.

Just then, Zhou Yunshi returned. Hearing what she said, he asked the shopkeeper for a potted plant, saying, "I'll buy it and put it on display."

Doesn't he know what his daughter is thinking?

If we don't buy her some now, it'll be funny if she sees someone else's potted orange trees in front of their house, picks them, and eats them.

Rather than letting her be filled with agonizing curiosity, it's better to let her taste the bitter fruit herself.

This is the difference in how dads take care of kids.

The potted plant was placed on its side in the trunk. It wasn't very tall, about the height of an adult's forearm. Zhou Xinya went up, picked one, and peeled off its skin.

The moment she put it in her mouth, the sourness made her wince. Her face contorted, she turned around and saw her father watching her with amusement in his eyes, as if he were watching a good show.

"Ahhh, why didn't you say so sooner!"

Besides being sour, it tasted watery and stale. Zhou Xinya found a tissue, wrapped it up, and spat it out.

Zhou Yunshi shrugged. "I've never eaten it, how would I know if it's good or not?"

That's true, Dad never lies.

but--

"Aren't you curious?" Zhou Xinya leaned forward from her chair and asked her father, "I've noticed that all you do all day is work, or you're calling Mom."

It seems that ever since I became conscious, my dad has always been my dad.

I've never seen him in any other form; he always exudes an air of authority.

At least her mother would still act spoiled and clingy with her, but her father wouldn't. He would always be the one who taught, tolerated, and accompanied her.

Zhou Xinya wore two little pigtails today, with all her bangs swept back, looking quite mischievous as she waited for her father's reply.

"What are you curious about?" The man fastened her seatbelt again and straightened her skirt. "Dad is past that age of being curious."

The mysterious and vast unknown seas may be more exciting and adrenaline-pumping, but for Zhou Yunshi, the steady flow of life, holding his lover's hand and sharing breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day, is more appealing.

“Children dream, but adults need to learn how to create dreams.” Zhou Yunshi told his daughter, “When you can take control of the little boat of your own life, you will know where you are going.”

This wasn't the first time Zhou Xinya had asked this question.

In the past two days, when Zhou Yunshi was with his daughter, Zhou Xinya would run to her father's study eight hundred times a day, curious about what he was doing and asking, "Why aren't you looking at any pretty girls?"

When Zhou Xinya was in kindergarten, her classmates would talk about what their parents did at home. Most of her classmates' fathers had a habit of "watching movies with beautiful women and buying magazines at home".

Zhou Xinya had one motivation for spending all her time in the study—

Go and see if there are any magazines featuring beautiful women.

If not, Dad's life would be too boring.

Judging from her own experience, Zhou Xinya found it unbelievable that her father wasn't curious at all!

After asking her for several days, Zhou Yunshi finally replied in the car, "Once you know where the destination is, you won't be curious anymore, and you won't be tempted anymore."

Zhou Yunshi has noticed these past few days that his daughter is actually very lively and popular with boys.

Zhou Xinya is not recuperating at home while ill; she's like an empress ruling from behind the curtain, with several young men calling her every day to cheer her up.

Therefore, it can be concluded that she will have many romantic relationships in the future.

After thinking about it for two days, Zhou Yunshi finally gave his answer, hoping to provide his daughter with a reference.

You can be moved, but you can't keep being moved. Only by knowing where your life's little boat is headed and where your destination is can you find the right person.

I don't know if Zhou Xinya understood or not, she sat in the passenger seat with a thoughtful look on her face.

The car was blocked before it even got out of the car at the hospital entrance.

It was the same young man as last time, wearing a leather hat and with his hands in his pockets, looking quite cold.

He immediately bowed and scraped, looking embarrassed, and hesitated before saying, "Mr. Zhou, could you please return...return that 20,000 yuan to me?"

After a pause, she mustered her courage and blurted out, "I've found a partner, and we just signed the contract. Look at the money—"

OK, this is exactly what Zhou Yunshi expected.

Without saying much, Zhou Yunshi told him to wait a moment.

I opened the trunk, and there was the Moutai paper bag and two cartons of cigarettes inside.

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