Marshal Zhou sounded like he was criticizing, but in fact it was Xuan Wa's conversation, and everyone in the group ended the dinner with satisfaction.
Of course, Zhou felt that he had been greatly hurt and became sulky for a while, but in the end he was calmed down by his father's clever words.
During this process, Marshal Zhou didn't use any skills at all. He calmly said a few words and got people to take advantage of him.
Looking at someone who became happy again in the second half, Jiang Hui gained a new understanding of the relationship between father and son. The relationship between father and son was really interesting——
Zhou Xiuwen has become visibly tense in the past two years. Although people's growth has its own trajectory, Jiang Hui has always believed that it is better to follow the laws of nature. To encourage growth is not beautiful, and it is easy to destroy the original appearance of raw jade.
A while ago, the other party was inexplicably agitated. Although he concealed it well, his mood was obviously not right. Jiang Hui originally thought that he would talk to the other party after he was free to see why he was troubled. Now that he thought about it, he probably had already learned about Huan Xian's disappearance at that time, but he had just kept it a secret. .
It seems that the other party has really grown a lot, and such big news can be kept airtight.
In fact, Zhou Xiuwen was not as calm as Jiang Hui imagined, and it was not easy for him along the way. In the past few years, he has gradually taken on more responsibilities and transformed into a relatively mature and stable image.
The uncles, uncles, brothers and comrades around his father all felt that he had grown up a lot, and they were beginning to look a little like Zhou Yuanjing.
Zhou Xiuwen himself also realized that he could no longer be as carefree as before, and must grow up quickly, shoulder the future, and become everyone's new wing.
Therefore, he must work harder and abandon the childish emotions and habits of the past, leaving behind the version of himself that is more suitable for survival.
But he has obviously grown up and been recognized by people, but for some reason Zhou Xiuwen feels that he is becoming increasingly unhappy.
He thought that maybe this was the pain of growing up, or that there was no real and pure happiness in this world. In the past, the reason why he could grow up carefree and happily was just because his father carried the burden for him——
Now it was finally time for him to take over this burden, and it was still such a burden that he had never imagined... To be honest, Zhou Xiuwen was a little overwhelmed deep in his heart, and it could even be said to be panic.
He didn't know if he could really follow the thoughts of the people behind him and walk out on a bright road.
Maybe he would disappoint people, maybe he would go astray, but he had no other choice but to grit his teeth and move forward step by step. Because Zhou Xiuwen left behind not only himself, but also countless personal ideals and the future of countless families, he could not be cowardly.
But as Jiang Hui expected, he is still young and his experience is not enough for him to learn how to stretch and resolve and turn pressure into motivation in a high-pressure environment. As a young man, he could only force himself to digest it as much as possible and move forward fearlessly.
But the high-pressure environment still left some traces. Jiang Hui and his friends also noticed it, but they just didn't know how to help him.
Fortunately, the elders were wiser and took action before them. Or it should be said that there is no better son than a father.
Jiang Hui, who hadn't seen Zhou Xiuwen for a while, found that the other person's mood had stabilized again, and he was a little more magnanimous than before, looking more and more like his father.
It is self-evident who adjusted his condition for him. Who else could it be besides his biological father? Sure enough, ginger is still spicy.
In addition, it is also important to understand the children’s campus life. Obviously Jiang Hui, a friend and classmate, is a very good middleman.
Zhou Yuanjing used her as an "entry point" to relax Zhou Xiuwen and tell him a lot of his true inner thoughts, some of which were mature and some of which were childish, some of which had troubled him recently and some of his new ideas... This guy It was almost empty.
But Zhou Xiuwen didn't know whether he didn't notice or he didn't care at all and was very active. Marshal Zhou was always listening patiently and showed no sign of being impatient with these children.
In the end, it was Zhou Yuanjing's adjutant who came to report something to the group before the meeting ended. Zhou Xiuwen sent her back and then rushed towards his father.
Jiang Hui looked at the other person's hurried back before turning back to the inner room.
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Zhou Xiuwen lingered at the door for a while. Before he could say hello to the window, the people inside automatically opened the door and let him in.
What surprised him was that there was no one else in the command room except Zhou Yuanjing. Now that he came in, only the father and son were left.
"Where are Uncle Faria and the others?" Zhou Xiuwen looked around strangely. The others were not here... I guess this matter was relatively simple, so Zhou Yuanjing arranged it immediately.
But it was strange that Faria was not here either. He was Zhou Yuanjing's close adjutant. He was usually responsible for taking care of various affairs around Zhou Yuanjing and rarely left. Especially now that they are still outside, and the other person has been staying close to each other these days, how come he just turned away and walked away?
"There are some things in the main control room. I asked him to handle it for me." Zhou Yuanjing said, watching Zhou Xiuwen, who was getting taller and taller, slowly walk to him, and then squatted down beside the mechanical wheelchair with his knees bent.
The boy has grown up a lot, and his face still has the spirit of a young man, but it has begun to take on a more elegant demeanor and a resolute expression. The other party was indeed a very good boy as he said. As a father, Zhou Yuanjing had always been proud of him.
"Why don't you stay with your friend for a while? There's no need to come over." Zhou Yuanjing lowered his head slightly and glanced at the child squatting aside.
"Father..." Zhou Xiuwen lowered his eyes, his voice was slightly low, and seemed to contain some inexplicable emotion.
"What's wrong?"
"I never knew you were so interested in my school life? In fact, you could have asked me directly." His voice was a little dull.
The rare hearty laughter of the elder came from above: "That's different, I want to ask you... you will definitely not tell me that you ate three lunch boxes in a row because you were too hungry, which resulted in stomach discomfort."
No, you actually remember this? Xiuwen felt even more puzzled this week, and his ears turned a little red. He didn't know whether it was to escape or something else, but he bent his head and shoulders slightly and leaned against the cold mechanical wheelchair, as if he could feel the warmth that had been lost in the past moment.
"Okay, I'm just kidding, I mean... I never knew you had so many grievances." Zhou Yuanjing's voice suddenly became deeper. He stretched out his hand, and his thin palm finally slowly fell to the top of the other person's head. , rubbed it: "Thank you for your hard work."
these years.
(End of chapter)
