Zhou Jun didn't take it seriously.

He and Zhou Xiong's family have become as distant as strangers. Moreover, his mother cut off his relationship with Mrs. Zhou from the military compound. He couldn't abandon his mother and continue to have contact with this family, right?

As soon as he entered the compound, someone greeted him: "Zhou Jun! Your mother is here to see you!"

Zhou Jun almost slipped and fell.

His mom is here?

Are you here to settle accounts with him?

"Military brat—"

In the distance, he could hear his mother's loud voice.

Qiao Yu waved at him, and only when he got closer and saw the person clearly and realistically did Qiao Yu begin to express his feelings.

"You're darker, taller, and thinner. Why aren't you at home today? Didn't you say you had a day off today?"

"Well... Master's house is in a mess and they are short of help. I'm going to help."

Qiao Yu didn't say anything, just asked: "Why didn't you go to your master's place to hide during the typhoon? There were many people there, so it was better to take care of him."

"I am not familiar with the master's family."

Qiao Yu thought for a moment and said, "That's right. You are not good at speaking, so it's good that you can communicate with your master without any obstacles."

"..." It's not that exaggerated.

Zhou Jun said, "Actually, after your and Dad's photos were published in the newspaper, everyone was very polite to me, and the master also respected me more than before."

"Hey, your father and I are capable of this? We can take care of you from across the city."

"Yeah, Mom and Dad, you are amazing."

Seeing his well-behaved appearance, Qiao Yu thought of the others at home who had their own thoughts, and rubbed his head, "Come on, go inside, and tell mom what happened recently."

When Qiao Yu heard what Zhou Xiong had accomplished, he was immediately delighted. Hey, this was an opportunity that came right to his doorstep.

"Military boy, how would your current master describe you?"

Zhou Jun was embarrassed to say it.

Seeing this, Qiao Yu said, "Well, if you don't tell me, I can only ask your master himself."

"Don't... Mom... Actually, Master thinks that I can go to a hotel in Beijing to entertain foreign friends in the future."

Qiao Yu was stunned for a few seconds, then laughed out loud: "As expected of my military kid! He has a promising future!"

"My master was also a descendant of the Imperial Kitchen. He told me that his master passed on a set of rare books to him and Zhou Xiong. His was the original, while Zhou Xiong's was a handwritten copy. Now my master has passed it on to me, allowing me to study and research it on my own.

I found some recipes for medicinal food in it... Mom, let me show you."

Qiao Yu: ...

She quickly grabbed Zhou Jun and said, "Since it is a legacy of the master, you must not show it to outsiders, even if I am your mother. Oh, your father can't, your wife and children can't, I can only be your disciple, understand."

Zhou Jun nodded, "I know Mom won't tell anyone, so I'm willing to show it to you."

Qiao Yu glanced at the honest child and said, "Mom knows you are eager to repay the people who helped you, but don't be impatient, and don't use this method, understand?"

Zhou Jun thought about it and nodded again.

Qiao Yu seemed to have thought of something, and laughed, and then asked, "Didn't Zhou Xiong pass on that manuscript to you?"

Zhou Jun shook his head and said, "Not only that, when I was his apprentice, I never even heard of any manuscripts."

"Ha, this is hilarious. We are afraid that others will know about the handwritten copy, but our army boy naturally has the help of a discerning eye for heroes. Isn't the rare original copy easily obtained? Hahaha, that old guy will be so embarrassed and angry if he knows it! He is on guard against thieves as well as us. Brother is not as broad-minded as me! Hehehehehehe!"

Zhou Jun said nothing.

Honestly, his mother's laugh was more...creepy.

Many years later, Zhou Jun came into contact with Western animation and recalled his mother's sharp laughter.

Isn't that a witch's shrill laugh?

…

Qiao Yu only stayed for one day. After knowing that Master Yuan was treating Zhou Jun well, she visited him once and left her words.

"My husband, Lao Zhou, and I have no special abilities. Master, your recognition of our military kid means that you respect us! If there is anything that happens at home in the future, we will do our best to help!"

Master Yuan had a calm expression, but he listened carefully to what Qiao Yu said and nodded, indicating his approval.

When Zhou Jun went to work, Qiao Yu put meat and food in the kitchen and left a note before leaving.

Zhou Jun still remembered that Qiao Yu said he would wait for him to get off work.

For the first time, he took the initiative to beg Master Yuan, "Master, can you sell me today's scraps? I'm willing to pay double the money."

Master Yuan tapped him on the head and said, "You only make a few bucks a month, and you dare to pay double."

After handing the things over, Master Yuan paused for a moment. Seeing Zhou Jun's happy face, Master Yuan also smiled. "It seems that your stepmother treats you very well."

Hearing this, Zhou Jun nodded heavily, "I am very lucky that I was adopted by my father and that he married a lesbian like my mother."

Not only do they not mind having an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks at home, they also plan for their future.

After learning that he had only graduated from junior high school, some people said: After all, he is not their biological child, so they sent him to a strange city just to save some money.

In fact, he had been with his mother for a long time and was influenced by her.

At that time, and for the first time, he responded to the person who belittled his mother: "Then, auntie, are you willing to support me until I graduate from high school?"

The man was so stressed that his expression changed drastically, becoming very sarcastic and scary, "You are not my biological child! Why should I do that?"

"But I'm not my mother's biological child either."

"Well, then I can support you until you reach middle school like she did!"

"Oh... then, auntie, are you willing to pay for the hard work my parents put into me? Even if you give me a discount, it should be more than 800 yuan. If you give me the money, I promise to transfer it to your name."

"Are you crazy? I raised you for 800 yuan? If you raise a pig, you can sell it every year to make a profit. What will happen if I spend 800 yuan on you?!"

"Yeah, so much money was spent on outsiders like us, and no one would be able to see the difference, but my parents still raised us, fed us well, and provided us with enough clothes." Zhou Jun turned his gaze and looked at the evil person who was speaking sarcastically and trying to sow discord between him and his parents, "What right do you have to sow discord? You want to erase all the hard work my parents put into me with just one sentence: I'm not their biological child?

My biological parents can’t do this. They are my adopted parents! You? You are nothing.

What grounds do you have to deny the kinship between us? Because you are ugly, have yellow teeth, or have bad breath?"

That was the first time he felt the unbridled joy of his mother's life.

It turns out that it feels so good to return the favor.

From then on, he had a reputation in the hospital as being honest only on the surface.

It doesn't matter.

An honest man's life is already very frustrating, as anyone can step on him. He just needs to be honest with his family, and outsiders should not think of taking advantage of him.

As he got closer on his bike, he realized the gate was locked.

With a jolt in his heart, he unlocked the door, pushed his bike in, and tentatively called out, "Mom..."

No response.

As if he had thought of something, he went to take a look in the kitchen, and saw another hundred pounds of grain and a dozen pieces of bacon, chicken, and rabbit.

There is also a note.

After my mother left, the small courtyard became deserted again.