Chapter 71 Just a Child

"Where is it?" Shu Ying didn't see anything in her hand.

Wen Zhile pointed at Zhou Jihuai again: "Then, Captain Zhou is carrying it."

Shu Ying: “…”

She couldn't help but think more.

The actions of Zhou's son are not innocent at all.

Of course, it was much the same with her own Zhizhi. When Zhou’s son was hospitalized, she went to the ward every day.

"Mom, don't think too much. Captain Zhou and I are innocent."

Wen Zhile thought about it, then moved closer to her and whispered, "Actually, I met Captain Zhou when I first fled to Jingzhou, and he helped me a lot."

What happened between her and Zhou Jihuai in Jianghe Village was related to the special operations garrison and could not be discussed.

Shu Ying was stunned: "You two have known each other so long ago?"

She and her family had always believed that Zhizhi and Ji Huai met for the first time in Mudan Hutong, and that Ji Huai was injured and hospitalized shortly afterwards.

No wonder Du Zhizhi was so concerned about Ji Huai's injury.

"Yes, Mom."

"He saw that I was so skinny and pitiful, so he always invited me to dinner. After learning about my experience, he often comforted me with words."

"I was staying alone in Shuhai Hotel. He saw a fierce-looking man coming in and out of the hotel, so he moved in because he was worried that something might happen to me."

"Since then, I have treated him as my own brother, and he has treated me as his own sister."

Shu Ying felt complicated for a while.

It turns out that Ji Huai knew Zhizhi earlier than her and had helped Zhizhi a lot.

So it's understandable that they have a good relationship.

Shu Ying walked forward with Wen Zhile and smiled: "Ji Huai, Old Wen, how are your pens going?"

"I haven't chosen yet. Hey, let me tell you guys to come and see which one is good?" Wen Shuren turned around and waved to Shu Ying.

There was one in front of him and one in front of Zhou Jihuai.

Shu Ying looked over and picked up the pen Zhou Jihuai had chosen: "This one is good. Hello, help me wrap it up and pay."

Wen Zhile was just about to say that she liked the one her father had when the salesperson started packing it.

She closed her open mouth and said, "I think this one is good, too."

The gift is for Uncle Zhou. Brother Zhou knows Uncle Zhou better than her father, so what he chooses is definitely more to Uncle Zhou's liking.

"Dad, this one is good too." Wen Zhile looked at the salesperson, "Hello, wrap this one too."

She wanted to buy it herself and give it to her father, but Shu Ying just took the receipt from the salesperson and walked towards the nearest cashier.

Zhou Jihuai had just taken out the money when Shu Ying had already walked two meters.

He looked at Wen Zhile.

The little girl shook her head.

After Shu Ying paid the money, she came back and said, "Ji Huai, you bought so many school bags for Zhizhi, and it's already rude of me to only buy you a pen as a thank-you gift. If you don't mind, you can go to my house for lunch at noon."

A question mark appeared above Wen Shuren's head.

Why are you treating me to dinner?

Does my wife want to take them both home for interrogation?

Is this not the right time?

If they are fine, this question would be like asking if something went wrong.

Interrogating them in front of Zhizhi would also be a blow to the child's self-esteem.

"Wife."

Shu Ying put her hands behind her back and waved them, signaling him not to speak.

Wen Shuren was hesitant to speak, and in the end he could only give his daughter a look that told her not to cry later.

Wen Zhile didn't understand, so she pretended that she understood and blinked.

Wen Shuren immediately felt relieved, adjusted his glasses, took the wrapped pen and prepared to leave.

"Your mother and I bought some spareribs and are going to stew them for lunch."

He and Shu Ying walked in front, while Zhou Jihuai and Wen Zhile walked behind them.

People around us come and go, mostly in pairs.

Wen Shuren quietly asked Shuying what she thought, and Shuying replied: "Nothing, I just want to treat Ji Huai to a meal."

Ji Huai had invited Zhizhi to dinner so many times, so it was nothing for them to treat him to one meal.

Once she knew the whole story, all her previous ideas were overturned.

If she thinks about it carefully, no matter how mature and independent her daughter is, it cannot change the fact that she is only sixteen years old. Ji Huai is eight years older than Zhizhi, and in his eyes, Zhizhi is just a child.

While he was crawling, fighting, charging and attacking in the army, Zhizhi was still learning how to multiply and divide scores.

If Old Wen was eight years younger than her, she would never have developed any feelings for him.