Old Sun sighed, "Yes, I heard that Caifeng got better, and I was very happy. A family finally looks like a home. Who could have thought that it would become unwell again later?"
Later, no matter how Mr. Sun brought the topic back to Sun Caiwang, Zhou Nanguang always found a way to change the subject.
Mr. Sun wanted to hear that this matter had nothing to do with Sun Caiwang. If he could rest assured, he would definitely not tell it.
In the end, Mr. Sun could only get up, say goodbye and leave.
His face looked very ugly.
…
When Mr. Sun returned home, Xue Caifeng was sitting stupidly in the middle of the living room, holding a rag doll and singing a nursery rhyme: "Pull the big saw, put on a big show..."
Seeing Xue Caifeng like this, Old Sun couldn't help but frowned. He looked around and went to the second floor to find Sun Caiwang. He should be at home at this time every day.
Sure enough, Sun Caiwang was lying in the bedroom on the second floor with a cigarette in his mouth. There was a half-empty bottle of Erguotou and a bag of peanuts on the bedside table.
Old Sun couldn't help but frowned: "Look at what you look like now? Drinking at home in broad daylight."
Sun Caiwang suddenly sat up, threw the cigarette butt in his mouth to the ground, and glared at Old Sun fiercely: "Why, you don't like me too?"
Old Sun knew that his son was a deadly person, so he simply asked, "Does Zhou's daughter-in-law's illness have anything to do with you? And did Xue Caifeng really get better some time ago?"
Sun Caiwang wiped his face and said, "Of course it's really good, but the Zhou family scared him again. I heard that the Taoist priest was caught by Zhou Luancheng and frightened to death. It is said that he was frightened to death. Who knows if they used some means to force a confession and finally beat him to death."
Old Sun glared: "Don't talk nonsense. Sooner or later, your mouth will get you into trouble."
"Just tell me, is it related to you? I'm telling you, the Zhou family is already investigating. If they find out, will you be in trouble?"
Sun Caiwang didn't care: "What can they find out? Haven't they asked me any questions yet? Zhou Luancheng is so powerful, but he hasn't found anything yet."
Old Sun couldn't understand why his son was so stupid: "Do you think Zhou Luancheng can't find out? They just put you last, so that they can find evidence and leave you no chance to turn over. If you did it, tell me earlier, I can help you turn things around."
Sun Caiwang suddenly stopped talking, as he was somewhat unconvinced about what Zhou Luancheng had found out.
But I feel guilty, what if it works?
…
With Zhou Luancheng and Song Xiuyan investigating outside, Zhou Shixun felt at ease staying at home with Sheng Anning.
She washes Sheng Anning's face and hands every morning and evening. Knowing that she likes beauty, she carefully applies lotion to her face after washing it and gives her a massage to prevent her muscles from atrophying if she stays still for a long time.
All his thoughts were on Sheng An Ning, and he couldn't even take care of his three children.
Maybe because dad came back, the three children’s illnesses miraculously recovered. When dad didn’t come downstairs to find them, they climbed upstairs to find him.
Every time I lay on the edge of the bed and watched my father wash my mother's face, hands and perfume.
An An would also try hard to say: "An An wants it too, An An wants Xiang Xiang."
As she said this, she put her little face in front of Zhou Shixun and asked her father to put some perfume on her face.
Zhou Shixun took out some more face cream and carefully applied it on An An's little face. He should be very familiar with taking care of Sheng An Ning in the past two days, so he was very gentle when wiping his daughter's face.
An An is so beautiful. She pats her face with her little hands, which she learned from her mother. Then she puts the hands to her nose and smells them. They smell so good. She smiles happily with her eyes narrowed, revealing a few little white teeth.
She reached out and touched the small braid on top of her head, and grabbed Zhou Shixun's hand: "Huahua, An An wants it."
When her mother was alive, she would tie a beautiful flower on her braids, but now no one ties flowers on her.
Zhou Shixun looked at his daughter with some embarrassment. She had only a few sparse strands of yellow hair, but somehow they had been tied into a small braid stubbornly. It spread out on top of her head like a flower, and it swayed as she ran.
An An held his father's finger: "Dad, I want flowers."
Zhou Shixun had no choice but to untie An An's pigtails and figure out how to tie them up and make a flower out of them.
Zhou Shixun couldn't even grasp the thin strand of hair; it was too thin and ran through his fingers.
Zhou Zhou and Mo Mo also came over to watch. The children were not so sad and had quickly accepted the reality that their mother ignored them, but now they had a father, so they wanted to revolve around him.
Zhong Wenqing brought up the egg custard for the three children and saw Zhou Shixun clumsily braiding An An's hair. Although his movements were clumsy, they were very gentle.
The thin strands of hair were running around unruly, falling here and there.
Zhou Shixun held on hard, and An An leaned against his legs, smiling happily.
Zhong Wenqing stood at the door and watched for a while. He couldn't help but his eyes turned red again. He brought the egg custard in and placed it on the bedside table beside him. Then he sat down on the stool opposite Zhou Shixun: "Come, I'll braid An An's hair."
An An immediately shook her head: "No, I want daddy, I want daddy."
The little head shook, and the hair that Zhou Shixun had managed to gather together fell apart again.
I can only start from the beginning.
Zhong Wenqing watched Zhou Shixun braiding An An's hair, and then looked at Sheng An Ning who was sleeping peacefully behind him. He wondered if she could also sense Zhou Shixun's return, as she had been sleeping longer and longer in the past two days.
Thinking about how she almost caused a disaster, she sincerely apologized to Zhou Shixun: "Shixun, you were busy these two days, and I didn't have time to talk to you. The main reason was that I didn't dare. I almost made a big mistake, and I didn't have the face to see you."
While fixing An An's hair, Zhou Shixun said calmly, "I think if An Ning wakes up, she will definitely forgive you and understand you. You did this to make her feel better, so you tried all kinds of treatments out of desperation."
And it can be seen from Sheng Anning's diary that she doesn't blame Zhong Wenqing and others at all.
It’s just that they hear it every day and have been brainwashed.
Zhong Wenqing knew what Zhou Shixun meant because Sheng Anning would forgive her, so he was willing to forgive her too.
He smiled bitterly and said, "Shi Xun, I will never believe in these feudal superstitions again."
Zhou Shixun shook his head, as if some things were still believable, such as Sheng Anning and his family's time travel: "Follow your heart. After all, there is nothing absolute in the world. If the starting point is to hurt, then don't believe it."
As he was speaking, he suddenly thought of the old man he met at the train station when he left Beijing to attend training.
He said, are you willing to give your life in exchange for your wife's life?
Zhou Shixun was suddenly stunned. Did he believe it or not?
His hands unconsciously exerted force, pulling An An and screaming: "It hurts, Daddy, oooo, oooo..."
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