Just when Zhang Poyue was sitting alone in the empty hall, thinking wildly, he heard a series of car horns coming from outside.
Zhang Poyue was overjoyed, thinking that it was Zhou Zhiyuan, Zhou Guangyi and the others who had returned from Ning Xuemei's house, and ran out.
He was stunned when he opened the door.
Parked at the gate is a black Santana. It should be a new car. The body shape is smooth and spotless. Standing in front of the car is a little boy wearing a cotton hat. He looks about five years old. The other is wearing a black suit. The man in the top hat is busy moving things from the trunk.
The little boy with a lollipop in his mouth looked up and saw Zhang Poyue. He hurriedly stuffed the lollipop into his mouth and ran to Zhang Poyue in small steps. He stood firm with his small body and his right hand high. He raised it above his head and spoke a foreign language that he didn't understand.
He couldn't understand the words, but looking at the little boy's movements, he could understand them.
The children are giving him a military salute!
Only then did he notice that the child was wearing a cute little camouflage, with a toy submachine gun hanging on his body, and even the cotton hat on his head was a camouflage military cap. Although the little Maomao was young, he was still a little military fan.
Zhang Poyue bent down and was just about to touch the little head of an ordinary child. The child suddenly put his machine gun against Zhang Poyue's chest. A foreign language came out of his mouth, and then he yelled "No". stop.
Little Maomaotou only focused on firing the gun, but he forgot that there was a lollipop stuffed in his mouth. The lollipop fell to the ground after opening his mouth.
Watching the candy fall to the ground, the child stopped doing it and stared at the dusty candy on the ground. His face suddenly changed, his eyes closed, his mouth grinned, his head tilted up, and he jumped up and down. Wow wow started crying.
The man who was busy moving things in the trunk just now turned around when he heard the child's cry and held the child in his arms. He pointed at the candy on the ground and muttered something. As for what he said, Zhang Poyue said I didn’t understand it either, but I heard something that was of concern to me.
He did learn English when he was in college, and his English scores were pretty good. However, since he started working, he hasn't used it at all and has basically forgotten it all, so he can't understand what the young man said at all.
It should be something like coaxing the children.
The man was very young, in his late twenties, and he was very well-dressed. He was wearing a crisp black suit with a white shirt underneath on a cold day. He had a clean shave on his chin and wore a hoodie on his left ring finger. Wearing a ring.
Zhang Poyue couldn't help but murmur in his heart. If he speaks English so fluently, then this child must have grown up in a foreign country. Now that he is driving back, is he a returned overseas Chinese?
Since the policy was opened to encourage foreign investment in industry, it is not uncommon for many overseas Chinese businessmen who are doing business abroad to return to China.
The key is that the Zhou family has never dealt with businessmen. Could it be that the two of them went to the wrong door?
"Sorry to bother you, is this Zhou Zhi's house?"
The young man holding the child smiled politely at Zhang Poyue and asked Zhang Poyue in decent Mandarin.
"you are?"
Zhang Poyue did not agree rashly. After all, there was a sign of Glory House hanging outside the door of Zhou's family, and the two men spoke English. What if they were enemy agents?
He had to be on guard.
After the young man comforted the little boy, he briefly introduced himself.
He said that when he took his child to play in a nearby mountain, the child hid in fun. He couldn't find the child, so he called the police in a hurry.
"My surname is Cheng, and my name is Cheng Wangzu. This is my son Mike. His Chinese name is Xiaojie. This child likes to be a special forces soldier. When I am busy at work, I will show the special forces TV to my child. When I am not playing in the mountains, my child I couldn't even find where he was hiding, and he got lost himself and broke his head when he was going down the mountain in a daze. Fortunately, Comrade Zhou Zhi sent my son to the hospital."
Only then did Zhang Poyue suddenly realize that it coincided with Zhou Zhi's rescue of someone yesterday. Not only did his feelings save someone, he also saved a returned overseas Chinese.
Another person with the surname Cheng, and the surname Cheng is still a popular surname!
Zhang Poyue said that Zhou Zhi had gone out and had not come back yet.
"Why don't you come and sit at home?"
Zhang Poyue greeted politely, but he kept standing at the gate like a door god.
This is the Zhou family, and the hostess Tian Xinping likes to be clean. He still doesn’t know the origins of Cheng Wang and his grandfather, so it is naturally inappropriate to invite them to the house rashly.
"Then I won't bother you. These are some gifts I bought for Miss Zhou Zhi. Uncle, please help me deliver them. I will bring Mike over for a visit another day..."
Cheng Wangzu felt a little guilty because he didn't see Zhou Zhi when he came this time.
Xiaojie said that when the eldest sister brought him to the hospital, he was worried that the eldest sister was a trafficker, so he poked and hit the eldest sister with the machine gun in his hand. Even the hospital staff He said that the good Samaritan who rescued Xiaojie had blood all over his face and body, and it was unclear whether he was injured or not.
She was so focused on taking care of Xiaojie that she didn't even bother to check him out.
Naturally, I have to express my gratitude for saving my life, but it's a pity that I didn't come at the right time.
After thinking about it, Cheng Wangzu asked Zhang Poyue if it would be convenient for him to give him his home phone number. Next time he comes to visit, he can make an appointment in advance, so that everyone can arrange the time and not miss out.
Zhang Poyue was happy this time and directly reported a series of numbers. Cheng Wangzu took out a black square the size of a brick from his bag and pressed the door a few times.
He politely thanked Zhang Poyue and was about to leave when Xiaojie suddenly slid off Cheng Wangzu's body and stared up at Zhang Poyue with wide eyes and curiosity.
"Da da da……"
The child picked up the toy machine gun in his hand and suddenly started shooting at Zhang Poyue.
"Ouch..."
Zhang Poyue pretended to be shot. He covered his chest with his hands and staggered a few times. He closed his eyes and pretended to be stunned. The happy child grinned with his mouth open.
"I'm sorry, uncle. After Mike returned to China, he had no friends to play with. He didn't understand the language with other people, and he never took the initiative to play with others..."
"In other words, I still have a certain fate with the little guy. Okay, you go to school well, and when you grow up, you can come to grandpa to be a special forces soldier, okay..."
Calling myself a grandfather feels like calling me old, but looking at the ages of the young man and the child, I can only talk about seniority in this way.
As if he understood Zhang Poyue's words, the little guy suddenly stood upright, raised his little hands high above his head, and performed a less than standard military salute.
Zhang Poyue and Cheng Wangzu both laughed.
Until Cheng Wangzu's car disappeared from sight, Zhang Poyue moved the things he left behind one by one into the house.
Good guy, he looks like he's here to visit his savior, and he almost moved a mountain back!
