"I'm not going, I'm not going. You're asking my big brother for money. He has tons of it. I saw it with my own eyes." Seeing that the situation was about to become a done deal, Zhou Miaomiao quickly shouted. The night Zhou Jiaxing returned home, Zhou Miaomiao hid outside the window and saw him hiding money under the bed. The stacks of bills brought tears to her eyes.
"You lunatic, you're talking nonsense." Zhou Jiaxing angrily slapped Zhou Miaomiao, and it happened to be the same side that Wu Jinfeng had just slapped. Both sides of Zhou Miaomiao's face were swollen.
Zhou Jiaxing's face changed when Zhou Miaomiao called him out for being rich. He had brought a lot of money back this time, a full seven or eight thousand yuan. But Zhou Jiaxing had no intention of giving it to Zhou Chunping and the others. When he was imprisoned in the northwest, no one in the Zhou family cared about him, not even sending him a letter, let alone anything.
Zhou Jiaxing had long seen through the Zhou family's cold-bloodedness. He'd risked his life to earn this money, so why should he use it to clean up Zhou Chunping's mess? And Zhou Miaomiao, Gu Dahua's daughter, was the right thing for her to repay Gu Dahua for raising her by giving back to Gu Mancang and the others.
Zhou Miaomiao's words surprised the Gu family. If Zhou Jiaxing had money, they wouldn't have to "sell" Zhou Miaomiao, which would definitely be better.
Seeing Zhou Jiaxing slap Zhou Miaomiao with a ferocious look on his face, the Gu family came to their senses. Zhou Jiaxing was unwilling to give the money!
"Take the people and leave quickly." Zhou Chunping waved his hand, shooing the Gu family away as if they were flies or mosquitoes. Today was New Year's Eve, and the family still had to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner!
Seeing Zhou Chunping and Zhou Jiaxing like this, the Gu family knew that the chances of getting money from Zhou Chunping's family today were zero. Zhou Miaomiao had no choice but to go back to her room, pack up her two sets of clothes, and follow the Gu family. Even if Zhou Miaomiao wanted to pack more, she couldn't. For years, Zhou Miaomiao had only been at home taking care of her younger brother and her frantic father, and Wu Jinfeng had to pay for everything she ate and wore. Wu Jinfeng was a stingy woman, and she was lucky enough to make her one new piece of clothing a year.
In Kyoto City, after Wen Ziqing returned home, Wen Yiran told him that He Jingjing had disappeared in the hospital.
Wen Ziqing didn't even enter the room; he turned around and headed straight for the hospital. He needed to quickly resolve He Jingjing's matter so he could return to the Zhou family home to be with Zhou Yuanyuan. Tonight, Wen Ziqing had prepared a surprise for Zhou Yuanyuan. If he wasn't there, how disappointed Yuanyuan would be!
Wu Xiuli had left He Jingjing in the care of her special nurse, Xiaomei, that morning, and had gone home to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner. He Jingjing had been in a coma, her health neither good nor bad, and the Wen family hadn't expected anything to happen to her.
Xiaomei was the same. From morning till afternoon, she had been watching He Jingjing in the ward. For more than ten hours, He Jingjing lay quietly, without moving a muscle or even lifting her eyelids. Xiaomei gradually relaxed.
As a special caregiver, Xiaomei is not afraid of patients who are not moving, but she is afraid of patients who move around. For patients who are not moving, they only need to monitor their breathing regularly to see if it is normal. Anyway, they don't need to eat or go to the bathroom.
At around five o'clock in the evening, sporadic firecrackers began to be heard outside before the New Year's Eve dinner. Xiaomei was about to go to the cafeteria to get food, so she left for about half an hour.
When Xiaomei returned to He Jingjing's ward, she found that He Jingjing was gone from the bed.
Xiaomei didn't dare to speak up at first. As a special care nurse, it was wrong for her to leave the patient in the room and go to the cafeteria to eat. Xiaomei should have waited in the ward for the hospital nurse to bring her food, but today was New Year's Eve, and Xiaomei wanted to go to the cafeteria to experience the festive atmosphere. If the hospital hadn't insisted on her being on duty, Xiaomei would have taken the day off.
Xiaomei searched the hospital for two hours but still couldn't find He Jingjing. Worried, she called Wen Yiran's house and reported He Jingjing's disappearance.
Wen Ziqing went to the hospital to check and found no signs of He Jingjing struggling or being abducted in the ward. It seemed that He Jingjing left after waking up on her own.
Wen Ziqing walked around the hospital a few more times but didn't see He Jingjing. Remembering that he had been busy with the arrangements for several days, Wen Ziqing called home and said hello to Wen Yiran, then returned to General Zhou's house.
At General Zhou's house, Zhou Zhixin and Zhao Yunxiang had gone to the army. There was a cultural performance tonight, and Zhou Zhixin was going to attend and celebrate the New Year with the soldiers. Zhao Yunxiang, a military wife, also went along.
General Zhou did not go. Since he retired, he has let Zhou Zhixin handle all the affairs. As an old man, he just wants to enjoy the happiness of family at home.
General Zhou's house was unexpectedly bustling today. Zhou Xi and Ouyang Xin, along with a few guards, were busy in the yard, piling the snow onto the ground into round balls, which they then trimmed and shaped into beautiful shapes. Zhou Yuanyuan, Zhou Jiasheng, and General Zhou stood in the porch, watching with smiles.
"Sister! Don't be so disloyal! When Wen Ziqing comes, you have to stand by me and support me, okay?" Zhou Jiasheng started muttering, trying to trick Zhou Yuanyuan into "taking the blame" for him.
During the New Year's Eve dinner, Zhou Jiasheng and Wen Ziqing agreed to have a good "discussion" in the courtyard tonight. Wen Ziqing initially refused, but Zhou Jiasheng insisted, so Wen Ziqing had no choice but to agree.
"Brother, don't involve me in your affairs. I won't be your referee." Zhou Yuanyuan shook her ponytail and refused Zhou Jiasheng's request. It wasn't that Zhou Yuanyuan didn't want to help her brother, but Zhou Jiasheng's plan was too "harmful". Zhou Jiasheng asked Zhou Yuanyuan to be the referee for his match with Wen Ziqing. Zhou Jiasheng planned to launch a sneak attack. If Wen Ziqing was hit by one of his moves, Zhou Yuanyuan would "let it go" and declare Zhou Jiasheng the winner.
Zhou Yuanyuan knew that her brother was definitely no match for Wen Ziqing. Wen Ziqing was already in the late stage of foundation building. For Zhou Jiaxing, a mortal, to challenge Wen Ziqing, a cultivator, it would be impossible for him to even touch a corner of his clothes, let alone hit him.
"Hahaha, Jiasheng! Old man, I'll be your referee." General Zhou chuckled, accepting this "important" responsibility. In General Zhou's experienced eyes, even if Zhou Jiasheng couldn't win, he wouldn't lose. After all, Wen Ziqing was so obsessed with currying favor with his own adoring great-granddaughter. It would be too easy to just let him off the hook in a competition.
"Sister! You are such an extroverted girl! Don't you feel sorry for your brother?" Zhou Jiasheng "wailed" exaggeratedly to express his dissatisfaction.
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