Chapter 975 A Little Longer
Two weeks later.
Courtyard No. 1.
Bai Qingxia had just gotten home from get off work. She immediately changed her shoes, took off her medical mask, and then picked up disinfectant from the shelf in the entryway and carefully sprayed her hands.
"Aunt Zhang, Aunt Zhang! You didn't go out today, did you?" She threw her mask into the trash can and ran into the living room.
Aunt Zhang came out of the bedroom carrying Yan Yan, shaking her head in a daze: "No, what's wrong?"
"What Lu Yuanqiu said is true. Everyone's been talking about what happened in Yingcheng today. Where's Lu Yuanqiu? Hasn't he left work yet?"
"without……"
After responding, Zhang Ru put Yan Yan on the ground, picked up her phone and glanced at it. Sure enough, news about it was everywhere online.
She also remembered what Lu Yuanqiu said when he delivered the masks half a month ago.
"Oh no! Ranran didn't wear a mask to school today. Xiaxia, you watch over Yanyan. I'll go pick her up from school."
"Take your mask, Aunt Zhang!"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Zhang Ru turned back at the door and took a stack of medical masks from Bai Qingxia's hands.
"Mom, I'm hungry~" Yan Yan said to her mother, sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed.
"You little glutton, you always say you're hungry when you see your mom, but you can't say you miss your mom?" Bai Qingxia walked over and hugged her son, scolding him gently. The little guy looked up at her, blinking his big, bright eyes, and Bai Qingxia kissed his little face.
The group chat is already buzzing with discussion.
Liang Jingfeng: I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, I take back what I said earlier.
Zhong Jincheng: I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, I take back what I said before.
Zheng Yifeng: @Lu Yuanqiu, did your friend say anything else?
Lu Yuanqiu: Anyway, it's very serious, more serious than you can imagine. This may be the most complicated one in history.
Zhang Yang: No way...
Lu Yuanqiu: I just hope everyone will take good care of the elderly and children. If you do the three things I mentioned before, there won't be any major problems. That's what my friend said.
Su Miaomiao: OK.
Su Miaomiao: Oh no, will Junjun and Yanyan still be able to go to kindergarten this year?
Lu Yuanqiu: There are still more than half a year to go, no rush.
"Mom, where's Dad?" Yan Yan looked up at Bai Qingxia.
"Dad hasn't gotten off work yet."
Bai Qingxia: @Lu Yuanqiu, when are you coming home? Your son misses you.
Lu Yuanqiu: Immediately.
...
January 23rd.
When Zhong Jincheng returned home and heard the door open, six-year-old Zhong Yuanshuo immediately grabbed a bottle of disinfectant and ran to the door. He stood there watching his father, waiting for him to change his shoes.
Zhong Jincheng smiled and offered his hand. Zhong Yuanshuo pressed the disinfectant button, sprayed it on his father's hands, and then ran away with the disinfectant in his hand.
Recently at home, he has been appointed by his mother as the "disinfection expert," and Zhong Yuanshuo has been very responsible and lives up to the title.
Zhong Jincheng stood there watching his son play in his room for a while before heading to the kitchen.
"What delicious food should I make?"
"What's wrong? Are you hungry?" Luo Wei turned to look at him.
Zhong Jincheng smiled and said, "Today at the hospital, they were discussing forming a medical team to go to Sakura City..."
Luo Wei stopped what she was doing, immediately turned around to look at him, and asked in surprise, "You're letting me go?"
"No, it was all voluntary. When they were talking about this, I made an excuse to avoid it..." Zhong Jincheng replied softly.
Luo Wei's expression was serious: "Don't go. What will happen to my daughter and me if you go?"
Zhong Jincheng looked embarrassed: "I definitely won't go... Don't tell my son, otherwise he'll say his dad is a coward."
Luo Wei turned off the stove unhappily after hearing this, turned around to look at him, and her tone became as serious as her expression: "You chose to stay at home to take care of us for your wife and your son. What kind of coward are you? You can't even protect your own little family, how can you protect everyone else? I don't think you're a coward. In my heart, you are more responsible than anyone else, and our son will not think you are weak."
Zhong Jincheng was initially in a bad mood, but after hearing Luo Wei's words, he finally smiled and went forward to hug his wife.
"Thank you, honey... I was really impulsive today. I felt I should set a good example for our son so he would be proud to talk about it later. Just thinking about it made me proud, but I still didn't have the courage."
"It's okay, honey. My son and I are still proud of you." Luo Wei smiled and patted his back.
"Haha, okay, I'll go play with my son, you continue cooking."
"Okay, go ahead."
Watching Zhong Jincheng run excitedly towards the room, Luo Wei smiled contentedly, turned around, and lit the fire again.
The following evening, Xu Siyang sent a message in the group chat.
Xu Siyang: Brothers, my senior and I are going to support Sakura City!
Song Fenfang: That's right!
Zhang Wenjun: You two must be careful and protect yourselves. Sigh, I don't have your courage.
Lu Yuanqiu and Bai Qingxia quietly watched the group chat.
The Taoist priest, the senior student, and the uncle all work at the same hospital in Zhucheng. I heard that the three of them still live in the same dormitory, just like they did in college.
Xu Siyang: Uncle, you should probably forget about your whole family. Senior is planning to realize his own life's value, but as for me, I'm only one person and my whole family isn't hungry, so it doesn't matter to me.
Zhong Jincheng: You two brave men, take good care of yourselves over there.
Lu Yuanqiu took a deep breath and sent a similar message in the group chat. Everyone echoed his sentiments. Perhaps because they were all getting older, they felt a lump in their throats when they saw this scene.
The Spring Festival holiday was extended to February, and Lu Yuanqiu and Bai Qingxia continued to work from home. From that day on, there were endless video conferences every day. Lu Yuanqiu would sit in front of the camera, and when he encountered formal occasions, he would change his upper body into a suit jacket, but his lower body would still be wearing thermal underwear.
In every scene where Bai Qingxia is in a meeting, a little head always appears. While his grandparents, uncles, and other relatives are discussing important matters, he keeps asking incessantly, "Mommy, what is this?", "Mommy, why...", "Mommy, Mommy..."
Bai Qingxia couldn't chase him away, nor could she cover his mouth, so she could only let him make a fuss. Gradually, everyone got used to the little guy's presence.
Sometimes when he doesn't come, a few of the older guys will still ask before the meeting, "Isn't the young master going to chair the board meeting today?"
Rumors are circulating throughout the company that the Lu family and Bai Xi family businesses may merge into one in the future, and that the little guy who keeps calling for his mother may very well become the joint owner of both companies.
Of course, even if this happens, it will be at least after 2040.
Lu Yanhe is still a little one who needs to wear diapers to sleep at night.
...
Everyone says that face masks have taken away three years of our lives. Lu Yuanqiu didn't feel it last time, but this time he feels it all too clearly.
These past three years have felt like they've flown by. Every day, I'm constantly scanning the green health code on my phone when I enter and leave the community, like it's a brand new personal ID card.
A highly repetitive daily life.
When I open my eyes, it's time to eat; when I close my eyes, it's time for a day.
Endless masks to wear, endless online classes to attend.
During this time, the couple watched as Lu Yanhe gradually carried his schoolbag, put on a mask, and went to kindergarten. His small figure, which was even smaller than his schoolbag, grew little by little in Lu Yuanqiu's eyes. On the colorful plastic floor, he went from stumbling and waving his little arms to taking steps and running forward.
Everything seemed like a dream.
Having been reborn, Lu Yuanqiu truly realized what it meant for time to fly by.
Perhaps it's because he wants to age more slowly this time.
Slower.
This way he can spend more time with his family.
A little longer.
(End of this chapter)
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