Yao Jingping had no idea that Zhou Guangyi's family of three had quietly arrived in Lianhua County.
When they checked in at the front desk of the state-owned hotel, a little girl at the front desk looked at Zhou Guangyi without blinking.
The little girl was Wang Xiaoling. Because Yao Jingping and Zhou Zhi had stayed in a hotel before, she recognized Zhou Zhi at a glance.
We also specially helped choose a suite with a sunny view.
Seeing that Wang Xiaoling was looking at Zhou Guangyi without blinking, Zhou Zhi was still joking with Wang Xiaoling with a smile. Was it because she had never seen a man as handsome as her father before and was reluctant to blink now?
"You're really joking, don't I feel like this uncle looks a lot like the eldest brother of the Ning Jing family?"
Wang Xiaoling blushed and whispered softly.
This sentence gave Zhou Zhi reassurance. Even outsiders felt that his father looked similar to Zhou Zhiyuan.
She and Yao Jingping are really going to become a family.
Tian Xinping was extremely anxious. She couldn't wait to run to the hospital to see Zhou Zhiyuan immediately.
However, Zhou Guangyi was very calm and said he was not in a hurry.
After he settled in, he went out. He said he had to go to the public security bureau for something urgent, so he asked Zhou Zhi to accompany her to the county hospital first.
But as soon as they arrived at the entrance of the hospital, Zhou Zhi, who had a stomachache, clutched her stomach and went to find the toilet.
After returning to Beijing in the past two days, except for sleeping time, Zhou Zhi's mouth has never been idle. He was so hungry that he felt bad on the train.
Tian Xinping came to the ward where Zhou Zhiyuan lived but found no one. After asking the nurse, she came to the door of the emergency room. Unfortunately, Yao Jingping and Zhou Zhiyuan had already left.
When she met Cheng Xiangyu, who looked similar to her old friend, she didn't even bother to inquire. Tian Xinping was looking forward to seeing her son who had been separated for more than 20 years as soon as possible.
From a distance, I saw a big, dark-faced man who was walking with a slight limp. His facial features were almost exactly the same as Zhou Guangyi's, and even his walking posture was almost the same.
She held her breath in excitement and followed him closely until she saw him enter a ward.
Tian Xinping's eyes were already filled with tears.
It's him, it's him! It must be him!
I'm sure I won't go wrong this time!
She didn't bother knocking on the door or saying hello, and just barged in.
"Zhiyuan, is that you?"
Shouting his name, Tian Xinping's nose felt sore and tears burst into her eyes.
Zhou Zhiyuan, who was sitting on the hospital bed, looked coldly at the strange middle-aged woman standing in front of him, nodded politely, and responded coldly.
"Um!"
"Zhiyuan, I am mother, Zhiyuan, I finally found you..."
The emotions that had been suppressed in her heart for many years suddenly burst out at this moment. Tian Xinping could no longer care about anything else and rushed to Zhou Zhiyuan's side, stretching out her arms to hug him tightly, while her hands kept groping his thick and strong hair.
"Zhiyuan, I finally found you. I've been looking for you for twenty-six years. I almost cried my eyes out. How could you be here? Zhiyuan, my son..."
Zhou Zhiyuan frowned and stretched out his arms to instinctively push her out. His face was as cold as ever, with no trace of emotion at all.
"You got the wrong person……"
He pushed her out anyway.
"No, no, no, Zhiyuan, I really did not admit the wrong person! As soon as you were born, your father and I named you Zhou Zhiyuan, your second brother was named Zhou Zhigao, and your sister was named Zhou Zhicun..."
Zhou Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, then recovered as before.
She turned out to be Zhou Zhi's mother, maybe she had mistakenly recognized the person.
Tian Xinping burst into tears and stretched out her hands to hug her long-lost son again. Seeing his indifferent expression, she reluctantly put her hands down in embarrassment.
"What a coincidence is that your current name is still Zhiyuan... God is wise, I finally found it..."
"You really got the wrong person. My original name was Zhou Changgong. The name Zhou Zhiyuan was given to me by the comrade in charge of military recruitment. It has nothing to do with you..."
Seeing Zhou Zhiyuan's repulsive look, Tian Xinping cried even harder.
"How could I have recognized the wrong person? Zhiyuan, there is a black mole on your back on your left shoulder. It was carried from your mother's womb. When you were born, your parents even joked that their son had this birthmark on his body. If you lose it, you can find it..."
"Zhiyuan, let me see if your birthmark is okay..."
Tian Xinping cried until she couldn't help herself.
Even without looking at the birthmark on his shoulder, she could confirm his identity.
He looked exactly like his young husband, almost carved from the same mold. Why does Zhou Zhiyuan, who is only one year older than his youngest son Zhou Zhigao, look so experienced?
He looks more than ten years older than Zhigao!
His face was dark, and his eyes were cold and devoid of warmth. No matter how she cried till her heart broke and shouted to her son, he remained indifferent.
Was he resenting them?
I heard Zhou Zhi say that he grew up with an old widow and suffered a lot of humiliation and bullying. If he hadn't been lucky enough to survive as a soldier by chance, he would have been tortured to death by the old widow!
"Mom, Mom, why did you come here by yourself? Ouch, ouch, your stomach hurts again... Brother, this is my mother..."
Zhou Zhi, who was clutching her stomach, ran to the ward with a look of pain on her face. Seeing her heartbroken mother with tears on her face, she was about to say a few words of comfort, but the abdominal pain hit her again like a mountain. She was so anxious that she even forgot that there was a bathroom in Zhou Zhiyuan's ward. , clutching her stomach and running out.
In my heart, I scolded my stomach no less than 800 times. I would stop having diarrhea sooner or later, but I had diarrhea just when my mother met Brother Zhou Zhiyuan. This was an important moment for recognizing relatives, so why did I fail to live up to my expectations?
Holding her stomach and scowl, she muttered and ran forward, and bumped into someone.
"Zhou Zhi?"
Wang Shoulong couldn't help but feel happy when he saw Zhou Zhi falling from the sky, clutching his stomach and looking in pain.
Didn't this manly woman go back to Beijing with her mother? Why did she suddenly show up again?
Come on, come on, this person who is frowning and grinning and bending over to hug his belly looks too funny.
"Hey, man, what's wrong with you, are you about to give birth?"
Wang Shoulong liked to joke with Zhou Zhi. In his eyes, Zhou Zhi was not a woman. He had always been bullied by her in the past. He was relieved to see her looking so embarrassed.
"Get the hell out of here, you're just giving birth..."
Zhou Zhi's painful forehead broke out in cold sweat. Even though he was like this, he still didn't forget to talk back to Wang Shoulong. He grabbed his arm and yelled loudly.
"Go get me some medicine for gastroenteritis, I'm going to die! Give me another cup of brown sugar water, damn! I'm already dehydrated. The pig leg you gave me must be broken. It's like this after eating pork for a few days. It’s all up to you…”
Suddenly her eyes widened and she ran away in a hurry.
Wang Shoulong stared at Zhou Zhi bending down and running around with his stomach in his arms, stamping his feet and laughing wildly. He accidentally forgot that his left arm was still hanging from his shoulder, and he shivered in pain.
"Cheng Xiangyu, help me get a cup of brown sugar water..."
Seeing Cheng Xiangyu walking towards him from a distance, he shouted at the top of his lungs.
She actually acted as if she couldn't hear him, lowered her head and ran away.
Come on, just do it yourself!
When Zhou Zhi came to Zhou Zhiyuan's ward with her belly in her arms and her lead-like legs, she simply lay down on Wang Shoulong's bed, breathing heavily with her eyes closed and her mouth grinning, shouting that she was about to die. .
She didn't even bother to comfort her mother, who was sitting next to Zhou Zhiyuan's bed with her head bowed in tears.
