Because of the cold weather, work at the new construction site has been suspended, and workers have been arranged to take turns on duty.
The new construction site is located in a remote place, and it is the New Year season, so there are few people around.
Early this morning, Hao Baoshan walked to the construction site to inspect and encountered the group of thieves. Hao Baoshan killed two people with his bare hands. Unexpectedly, the group of people was so vicious that they took out a sharp knife and stabbed Hao Baoshan.
Hao Baoshan fell injured on the construction site. He was seen by a child who was going there to collect firewood. He returned to the village to report the news, and everyone hurried over and sent him to the hospital.
Zhou Tianlei returned to Zhoujiacun, immediately arranged to call the police, visited Hao Baoshan in the hospital, asked about the situation at the time, and asked who was on duty at the construction site today.
Hao Baoshan hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Zhou Tianlong."
The group of thieves had a clear goal. The steel bars were always locked in the warehouse, and only the guards and Hao Baoshan had the key. If they didn't have internal agents, they wouldn't have been able to find the steel bars so accurately.
The police went to Zhou Tianlong's home, but he was nowhere to be seen.
In the next few days, Zhou Tianlei continued to assist the police in searching for a gang of thieves. These people were habitual criminals and had been stolen from many construction sites. According to the owner's description, they should be the same group of people.
After working for a few days, there was no progress in the case, and I didn't bother to take care of the children. When I came home from work, I saw Qing'er squatting at the door, playing with Huzi, with a dark face and loose pigtails. With disheveled hair, Zhou Tianxing lit a fire in the kitchen to cook noodles.
Zhou Yang crawled into the living room and wrote his homework feebly.
There were messy clothes on the sofa, unwashed bowls on the dining table, and a basin of noodles left over from the previous meal.
This home without a woman seems to have returned to a year ago. The difference is that at that time, they were all adapted to the chaotic state, but since she came, she has led them to see beauty. Now he and his children, I can no longer adapt to this retrograde life.
At this time, Aunt Xiuhua entered the house and saw Zhou Tianlei standing there in a daze. She sighed and said, "Xiao Lei, your family is really not going to work without thinking about it. Look at Qing'er. She was originally asked to raise her." It's so tender and supple. It's only been a few days. Look how rough it is now. Go and get Xiang Xiang back. Not to mention the child, I miss her.
Don't think that the old man is shameless. Think about what a good girl she is. She looks like a fairy. Let's not talk about it. A charming young lady from the city married us. She doesn't dislike you for being rough, and she doesn't dislike the child. , make your life prosperous.
But that woman came over to make such a fuss during the Chinese New Year, who wouldn’t be upset? After all, it's the debt you owe, so people are innocent when you think about it, right? Go pick her up, go coax her, don't talk about it in vain, people will be chilled if they think about it. "
Zhou Tianlei listened to Xiuhua's words with a calm expression and said nothing.
Zhou Yang heard Xiuhua's words and said feebly: "My dad went to pick her up, but my mom didn't come."
Xiuhua suddenly glanced at Zhou Tianlei. Zhou Tianlei coughed lightly and moved over to pack the clothes on the sofa.
Xiuhua looked at this man who had always been cold-hearted and dark-faced, but now there was a hint of embarrassment on his face, and she couldn't help but chuckle to herself.
"That's not easy to handle. Auntie, let me teach you. Women are soft-hearted. Even if she doesn't feel sorry for you, she will feel sorry for the child. If you take the child there and don't look at the monk's face or the Buddha's face, she will definitely come back with you. "Xiuhua came up with Zhou Tianlei's idea confidently.
The eyes of the Zhou family's first and third children all lit up when they heard Xiuhua's words.
The next day, Zhou Tianlei woke up the children early. The children also knew that they had a long way to go today and shouldered the important task of helping their father bring his wife home.
Zhou Yang and Tian Xing also changed into new clothes and seemed to be in good spirits. Zhou Tianlei helped Qing'er comb her hair, glanced at the cheerful boys, and said to them in a deep voice: "Go and change into the old clothes. "
The two of them were stunned for no apparent reason, but they still followed Zhou Tianlei's words.
Zhou Tianlei helped Qing'er comb her hair without braiding it, leaving her hair loose.
"Dad, why don't you tie my pigtails for me?" Qing'er asked doubtfully.
"Dad doesn't know how to braid your hair. When you go to grandma's house, you tell your mother that no one will braid your hair and you want to cut it off." Zhou Tianlei said slowly while helping Qing'er get dressed.
"No, I don't want to cut it off, I like braids." Qing'er protested aggrievedly, protecting her braids with her hands.
Zhou Tianlei looked down at Qing'er and said in a deep voice: "If you tell your mother like this, she will come back and you won't have to cut off your braids."
"Really?" Qing'er stared in surprise.
Zhou Tianlei nodded slowly.
At this moment, he came to Jiang's house with his three children. When he entered the door, he saw her napping by the stove in the kitchen through the window.
She held her chin with her hands and squinted her eyes. The sunlight shined through the window on her flawless face, which was bright and moving.
Zhou Tianlei swallowed hard and suppressed his racing heart.
The children saw her and ran into the kitchen in ecstasy.
Fortunately, her attitude towards the children is still gentle. You can see the distress on her face when she sees the dusty appearance of the children. It seems that this trick of bringing children is indeed effective.
The children were taken out by their aunt, leaving only two people in the kitchen relatively silent.
Zhou Tianlei's eyes never moved from her face from the moment he walked in the door.
Cheng Xiang only felt a little embarrassed at this moment. She wanted to speak, but she didn't know what to say. In fact, she didn't know what she was being awkward about these days.
Just think of it as the unreasonable troubles made by the little daughter in love. She was already making trouble, but suddenly she couldn't get over it.
He lowered his head and turned the fan in his hand, then turned around and sat on the stool to continue fanning the stove.
Zhou Tianlei walked in, squatted down next to her, and took the fan in her hand: "I'll do it."
The man's voice was a little hoarse. He hadn't seen him for seven days. Cheng thought clearly how much he missed his face, his voice, and his smell.
Suddenly I felt his presence beside me, and my heart felt sour for some reason.
She turned her head and glanced slightly. The man looked a little haggard, with blue stubble on his chin, and his lips were a little chapped. It must have been a mess at home and in the factory, and he didn't eat well or sleep well.
Zhou Tianlei turned his head and looked at Cheng Xiang, with a slight smile on his face, and his eyes were full of tenderness and longing.
Cheng wanted to avoid his eyes, lowered his head and bit his lips and said, "Yang Xiaohong will not come back again."
Zhou Tianlei stared straight into her face and said softly: "Let's go home."
Cheng Xiang felt his heart soften, lowered his head and said nothing.
Zhou Tianlei slowly stretched out his hand and tentatively took hers.
Her hands were soft and delicate, and each knuckle was like finely crafted white jade. Zhou Tianlei rubbed her fingers with his slightly rough fingertips.
He whispered: "I know it's my fault and you've been wronged. Can you beat me and scold me to take it out? Don't ignore me and don't go home, okay?"
Zhou Tianlei's voice was low and deep, and he looked at Cheng Xiang with sincerity in his eyes.
Cheng wanted to let him hold her hand, and listening to his voice, her heart felt sour. She wanted to open her mouth to speak, but ended up choking.
When Zhou Tianlei heard this voice, he was obviously panicked. He reached out and held her in his arms, caressing her back and said softly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, think about it and don't cry."
Cheng wanted to be buried in his arms, feeling a little resentful why he was so worthless and crying?
She hammered him and complained in a muffled voice: "Why did you come to me?"
Zhou Tianlei said innocently and helplessly: "I'm here, but you're not at home."
Cheng Xiang murmured ruthlessly: "It doesn't count. If I didn't see it, it doesn't count."
Zhou Tianlei smiled helplessly and coaxed in a low voice: "Okay, it doesn't count, it's my fault."
