"I'll wait for you for a month at most. If you can't get me back to the city, I'll take you down with me even if I die." Liu Moli's last sentence was chilling, and Zhou Bingqiang couldn't help but shudder.
"Baby, trust your manly abilities! Come on, give me a kiss." Zhou Bingqiang forced a smile and reached out to pull Liu Moli into his arms.
"You rascal, I'm pregnant! What are you horny about?" Liu Moli pushed him away.
"It's okay, I'll be gentle. I miss you, don't you miss me?" Zhou Bingqiang said cheekily.
The lights went out, and a series of embarrassing sounds came from inside.
Having learned Zhou Bingqiang's secret, Zhou Bingchen didn't listen any further and jumped down from the tree to go home.
Zhou Bingchen frowned the whole way.
My older brother has gotten a bit too cocky these past two years!
After becoming an accountant, he colluded with the brigade leader to embezzle funds and even had a affair with a young widow in the village that resulted in her death.
If either of these two things were to become known, it would be fatal.
If it weren't for the fear of disturbing others, Zhou Bingchen would have loved to rush into Liu Moli's house and drag his older brother out.
Now, we can only wait until tomorrow to talk about it.
When Zhou Bingchen returned home, the front door opened as soon as he pushed it open.
After closing the door, Zhou Bingchen deliberately bolted it.
Zhou Bingchen wanted to teach his elder brother a lesson.
When Zhou Bingqiang gets home and finds he can't open the door, I wonder if he'll reflect on his actions?
The door was tightly closed. Zhou Bingchen listened carefully and could hear the breathing of one adult and two children inside.
Zhou Bingchen knocked on the door and called softly, "Pearl! Pearl~!"
"Bingchen?" Zhao Zhenzhu woke up from her sleep, thinking she was dreaming.
"Pearl, open the door. I'm back." Zhou Bingchen called out again when he heard the noise.
Zhao Zhenzhu hurriedly got up and opened the door.
"Bingchen, it's so late, the shuttle bus must have stopped running by now, right? How did you get back?" Zhao Zhenzhu asked in a low voice as she took the backpack from Zhou Bingchen's back.
At this time, the Zhou family members were all asleep. Zhao Zhenzhu didn't want to wake them.
“I hitched a ride back on a passing truck,” Zhou Bingchen said.
"Are you hungry? I'll make you a bowl of noodles." Zhao Zhenzhu put her backpack on the table and hurriedly walked to the kitchen.
“Pearl, I’m not hungry. I brought some dry food and ate it on the way.” Zhou Bingchen grabbed Zhao Zhenzhu’s arm and said, “Don’t bother me. I don’t want to eat. I’m a little tired and want to take a nap first.”
"Okay, I'll go get you some water. Wash up before you go to sleep." Zhao Zhenzhu took the basin from the basin stand and went out to get water for Zhou Bingchen.
Zhou Bingchen looked at Zhao Zhenzhu's retreating figure, feeling a pang of heartache.
It's been over a year since I last saw her, and Pearl has lost a lot of weight. Her already large eyes look even bigger.
The successive accidents involving her brother-in-law and in-laws must have been a huge blow to Zhenzhu. She wanted to ask for leave to come back, but unfortunately, she was too busy with her duties to get the leave.
Fortunately, his application for his family to accompany him to the military base has been approved. In a few days, he will be able to bring Pearl and the children to live with him at the base.
Hopefully, the change of environment will help Pearl recover from her grief as soon as possible.
On the bed, a son and a daughter were sleeping soundly.
Looking at the children's sleeping faces, Zhou Bingchen felt a deep sense of happiness.
Not long after, Zhao Zhenzhu returned with a basin of warm water: "Bingchen, have you been waiting long? The kettle was just empty, so I boiled some more."
In fact, Ding Ermei had "borrowed" Zhao Zhenzhu's kettle a few months ago.
Zhou Bingchen had just returned, and Zhao Zhenzhu didn't want to tell him about these troublesome things.
Zhou Bingchen was also careless and didn't notice that the kettle in the room was missing.
"The weather isn't cold, and my skin is rough, so a quick wash with cold water will do the trick," Zhou Bingchen said.
Although Zhou Bingchen said he didn't need it, he was secretly pleased by his wife's concern.
"I've already burned it, hurry up and wash! Didn't you say you were tired? Go to sleep after you're done washing," Zhao Zhenzhu urged.
"The pack of cigarettes and the bag of pastries in my backpack are gifts for my parents. The rest are for you three. Pearl, pack them tomorrow morning," Zhou Bingchen said while washing up.
"Okay," Zhao Zhenzhu replied.
After Zhou Bingchen finished washing up, Zhao Zhenzhu took the water to the backyard and poured it out. When she returned to the room, Zhou Bingchen was already asleep in bed.
Zhou Bingchen is too tired.
This time when he went home, Zhou Bingchen was unable to buy a direct train ticket to the city and had to transfer several times along the way.
Along the way, Zhou Bingchen would give up his seat to the elderly and children whenever he saw them.
So, Zhou Bingchen stood for nearly forty hours before returning. He just went to track down Zhou Bingqiang again.
When he was nervous, Zhou Bingchen didn't feel tired, but now that he was relaxed, he quickly fell asleep.
The next day, Zhou Bingchen didn't wake up until nine o'clock in the morning.
Zhou Bingchen felt refreshed after a long sleep.
Zhao Zhenzhu stood by the window cutting clothes, while Zhou Yunyun sat on a small stool, obediently flipping through the comic books that Zhou Bingchen had just brought back.
Hearing Zhou Bingchen get up, Zhou Yunyun put down her comic book and ran over, hugging Zhou Bingchen's leg. She looked up at him and asked, "Daddy, Daddy, do you know who I am?"
Zhao Zhenzhu put down the scissors in her hand, turned around and asked Zhou Bingchen, "Bingchen, there's porridge in the pot. Do you want to eat it in the kitchen, or should I bring it to the room?"
"I'll go eat in the kitchen!" Zhou Bingchen didn't want his wife to run around.
"Daddy, Daddy, it's me, Yunyun!" Zhou Yunyun became anxious when she didn't hear a reply.
"Daddy knows you're Yunyun! Daddy's good baby!" Zhou Bingchen bent down and picked up Zhou Yunyun in one go.
“Mom, brother is wrong. Dad knows Yunyun.” Zhou Yunyun turned her head and said to Zhao Zhenzhu in a serious tone.
"Brother is teasing you! Who told you to forget about Dad?" Zhao Zhenzhu smiled, pursing her lips.
"Dad, Yunyun didn't forget you on purpose. Yunyun just hasn't seen you for a long, long time, so... so..." Zhou Yunyun buried her face in her father's arms in embarrassment.
Zhou Bingchen asked Zhao Zhenzhu with his eyes.
Zhao Zhenzhu smiled and told Zhou Bingchen about how Zhou Yunyun woke up this morning and saw a "strange uncle" lying in her bed, which scared her so much that she burst into tears.
If Zhou Jiakai hadn't reacted quickly and covered Zhou Yunyun's mouth, her crying would have definitely woken Zhou Bingchen up.
"Mom's mean! She promised not to tell Dad!" Zhou Yunyun pouted angrily.
"Hahaha..." Zhou Bingchen burst into laughter after hearing Zhao Zhenzhu's explanation.
No wonder his daughter forgot about him.
A year and a half ago, my daughter was just over two years old.
How strong can a two-year-old's memory be?
"Dad." At this moment, Zhou Jiakai poked his head in from outside the door and called out.
"Jiakai, come here." Zhou Bingchen beckoned to his son.
It's been over a year since I last saw Zhou Jiakai, and he's grown quite a bit taller. The seven-year-old is almost 1.2 meters tall.
Zhou Jiakai hesitated for a moment before walking to Zhou Bingchen's side.
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