Chapter 416 Purple is very charming
After resting for a night at home, Zhou Jing went back to the countryside to visit his grandparents the next morning.

The countryside was green in late August. Farmers were hoeing in the fields in the morning. An old farmer resting under the shade of a tree was looking at the crops in the sun with a sad face, presumably because the recent drought had affected the growth of the crops.

When he met an acquaintance, Zhou Jing stopped his car and handed the other person a cigarette.

"I heard that you are in charge of a project in the new town of the county. What do you mainly do?"

Several uncles and grandpas were chatting at the bottom of the slope at my grandfather's house, and one of them said to Zhou Jing.

“Pull the electrical and network cables.”

Zhou Jing gave them cigarettes in the car.

"Good smoke."

"It's the first time I smoke such a good cigarette."

The uncles held the cigarette and looked at it, recognizing it was Huazi. They had never smoked such a good cigarette.

"Do you need a handyman or something?"

An uncle looked at Zhou Jingdao.

"If uncle wants to do it, one or two people can be arranged."

The project team is not short of people now, and Zhou Jing was embarrassed to refuse when his fellow villager asked.

"Then I'll contact you after I'm done with my family these few days."

"Okay, what are you busy with recently?"

"Mowing the grass for the forest farm."

Zhou Jing is the hope of the whole village now. The son of an uncle who has a good relationship with my grandfather's family went to work in Zhou Jing's company. The news of Bowei Network Technology Co., Ltd. spread from one person to another, and now the whole village knows about it. The news will develop in an outrageous direction. In the first half of this year, Bowei Network Technology Co., Ltd. had a revenue of over 100 million yuan. When the news spread back to the village, it became that Zhou Jing earned more than 100 million yuan in half a year. Even if he really earned more than 100 million yuan, it would be half of Bai Xiyao's.

"This wasn't the car you drove when you came back last time. Did you change cars?"

Zhou Jing used to drive the white Prado when he came back, but this time he drove the black Four-Ring A6L. A young man noticed that the car Zhou Jing was driving was different from the previous one.

"A friend borrowed that one."

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The young man's eyes were full of envy. No matter whether it was a Toyota Prado or an Audi A6, whoever drove one was the coolest in the village. The young man in front of him, who was only a few years older than him, had both cars. There was really no harm without comparison.

"You don't need to bring so much stuff. Your dad hasn't finished the meat he bought last week."

Hearing that her eldest grandson had returned, the old lady went out to help get something.

“It can be kept in the refrigerator.”

Zhou Jing helped the old lady into the house, and then went to the yard to see how big the chickens were. The free-range chickens in the countryside grow very slowly without being fed feed or given hormones, and they are still not big after more than half a year.

The vegetable garden next to the chicken coop is lush, with tomato and pepper vines laden with fruits.

Zhou Jing picked a tomato, washed it in a water tank, took a bite and sucked it, his mouth full of sour and sweet juice.

"When will Jing return to BJ?"

The old lady came out of the house.

"the day after tomorrow."

"Then bring some food."

"Bring less."

Driving to BJ, Zhou Jing didn't mind the trouble of bringing things with him, so he brought tomatoes, peppers, and eggplants.

Knowing that Zhou Jing was in a hurry, grandma started making dumplings early in the morning. When Zhou Jing arrived at grandma's house less than ten minutes after nine in the morning, grandma had already made the dumplings and the water had boiled, so she put the dumplings in the pot to cook.

After dinner, Zhou Jing went to a chicken farmer’s house to buy some local eggs. When he came back, the old lady and the old man had picked some vegetables.

"Too much."

Zhou Jing looked at a beer box full of tomatoes and peppers, and a sack filled with seven or eight eggplants.

"Not many. These can all be kept. If they are not damaged, they can be kept for ten days or half a month. For these ones that look worse, let your mother sell them in the county vegetable market."

The ones the old lady brought to Zhou Jing were all the best ones, and the ones she was going to sell were obviously a little worse, but still better than most of the ones in the vegetable market. The most important thing was that they were fresh and free of pesticides.

Zhou Jing didn't say any more and went to Yulin City today to share some with Yang Wenwen.

Zhou Jing didn't have time to stay long, so he brought some local specialties from his grandfather's house, including four pumpkins, millet, soybeans, etc. He went to the cornfield and broke off half a sack of corn cobs. He returned to the county town and asked his mother to go to the vegetable market to sell the vegetables. After that, Zhou Jing went to the new city for a look. After work, he bought four or five kilograms of pork and a box of milk and went to Yulin City to visit his grandmother. When he arrived at his grandmother's house, Zhou Jing didn't have time to stay. He put the things down for his grandmother, drank a glass of water, and then got up and left.

I arrived in Yulin City at around 4:00 p.m., and when I got to Yang Wenwen's house, I called her and asked her to come out to get her things.

Yang Wenwen was looking forward to it when she learned the day before yesterday that Zhou Jing was coming.

"dad."

The little girl followed Yang Wenwen to pick up Zhou Jing. When she saw Zhou Jing, she shook off Yang Wenwen and ran towards Zhou Jing.

"Have you been to school?"

Zhou Jing hugged the little girl and said.

“I went there and there were a lot of kids.”

The little girl raised her arm and wiped her nose and said.

"You should play well with other kids and not fight."

Zhou Jing let go of the little girl, stood up and pinched Yang Wenwen's butt.

Yang Wenwen was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, rolled-up denim hot pants, and a pair of sandals. Her long legs were like beautiful jade, glowing with a soft white light, pure and flawless. Her round buttocks were wrapped in denim shorts and looked very perky.

"It's so beautiful. It feels like a long time since I last saw you."

Zhou Jing couldn't help but touch Yang Wenwen's butt again.

Yang Wenwen smiled and touched the boy's clothes, "What time is lunch?"

"It was around nine o'clock, and I had dumplings at my grandma's house."

Zhou Jing hooked Yang Wenwen's waist, covered the girl's eyes with one hand, sucked Yang Wenwen's lips, turned around and opened the trunk of the car.

"You must be hungry!" Yang Wenwen looked at the rich variety of fruits and vegetables in the trunk and said, "There are so many things."

“My grandparents grow them.”

Zhou Jing gave some of the fruits and vegetables to Yang Wenwen.

"My mother came yesterday and brought some too. You can bring the millet and beans. It's very convenient to buy them here."

Yang Wenwen said while holding a plastic bag.

“The eggs are packed separately.”

Zhou Jing nodded. He had originally brought some for Yang Wenwen. It was indeed not easy for BJ to buy authentic millet and old varieties of soybeans.

Yang Wenwen felt very warm and touched, and imagined that one day she would be able to enter the boy's house legitimately. But when she thought about the future, Yang Wenwen felt a little sad, wondering what attitude the boy's family would have towards her.

"Dad, I want to play outside."

The little girl hugged Zhou Jing's thigh and said.

"Dad hasn't eaten yet. Do you want Dad to play with you on an empty stomach or go home to eat?"

Yang Wenwen pinched her daughter's cheek and said.

"Is Dad hungry?"

The little girl rubbed Zhou Jing's belly with her little hands and said cutely.

"I'm hungry. After dinner, daddy will play with you, okay?"

Zhou Jing closed the car door and said.

The little girl nodded obediently.

At home, Yang's mother was already cooking before five o'clock. Zhou Jing played with the little girl, and Yang Wenwen helped with the cooking.

Zhou Jing opened the little girl's pinyin book and saw that "Yang Xin" in the book was written by Yang Wenwen. Zhou Jing felt a headache for the little girl. The name Yang Wenwen gave was not simple and it was difficult for a child in the literacy stage to write.

"Dad, I want to watch TV."

The little girl wanted to watch TV but Yang Wenwen wouldn't let her, so she asked Zhou Jing to turn on the TV.

"You will become blind if you watch too much TV. Dad will teach you how to draw."

Zhou Jing opened the little girl's album and said.

"Eat something first to fill your stomach."

Yang Wenwen brought two bowls, one with two chive boxes and the other with one, one for Zhou Jing and the other for the little girl.

The little girl picked up the bowl, blew on it, then held the spoon and started eating.

"Do you know what your school mission is?"

Zhou Jing hooked the little girl's braid with his finger and said.

"Study, draw, sing and dance."

The little girl answered while eating.

"Study hard. If you do well, dad will buy you delicious and fun things."

Because of the little girl, Zhou Jing experienced the joy of having a child and adapted to the role of a father in advance. Zhou Jing was very calm when Gu Jia had a child.

After dinner, Zhou Jing took the little girl out to play in the community garden. The garden was full of colorful flowers. Zhou Jing picked a small red flower and pinned it on the little girl's head with a hairpin.

"Dad, what kind of flower is this?"

The little girl pointed at a purple flower and asked.

"Morning glory, is it pretty?"

"It looks good." "Which is prettier, the flower or you?"

Zhou Jing squatted beside the little girl and said.

"Well I'm beautiful."

The little girl said with a smile.

"It's so stinky."

Zhou Jing pinched the little girl's nose.

"Dad has bees."

A bee was buzzing, and the little girl was afraid of being stung, so she buried her head in Zhou Jing's arms.

Zhou Jing hugged the little girl and said, "Do you know what the little bee will do?"

"I can make honey. My dad raises bees to make honey for me."

The little girl is very sensitive to sugar.

"To keep bees, you need to plant lots of flowers. When you grow up and plant a garden, bees will naturally appear."

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After washing the dishes at home, Yang Wenwen came to the garden, gently came behind the two of them and covered her daughter's eyes.

“Guess who.”

Zhou Jing pulled the little girl's braid and said.

"Mother."

The little girl grabbed Yang Wenwen's hand.

Yang Wenwen looked at the little red flower on her daughter's head and said, "The teacher will give you a little red flower if you do well in school. Do you want the teacher to give you a little red flower?"

"think."

There is no child who doesn’t want the teacher to reward him with a red flower.

"Then you must behave well in school, respect your teachers, and care for your classmates."

Yang Wenwen said as she put her hair down.

Zhou Jing picked another little red flower and put it on Yang Wenwen's head and said, "Are you going to enroll your little cutie in extracurricular classes?"

"I don't know. Do you think it's necessary?"

Yang Wenwen shook her head. She had never thought about this issue two years ago. At that time, she was lucky enough to be able to let her daughter go to school normally. Now that she has the conditions, she is conflicted about whether to enroll her daughter in extracurricular classes.

"It depends on your personal interests. Just apply for a project you like."

Zhou Jing will not let his children study hard from a young age. If the children cannot learn basic academic subjects well in school, it will not be of much use to enroll them in cram schools or hire tutors. As for subjects other than academic subjects, it depends on the children's interests.

Anyway, Zhou Jing’s child definitely doesn’t need to take the exam, and Zhou Jing will make him win at the starting line.

Yang Wenwen nodded. In short, she would definitely not force her children to learn this or that.

"Dog."

The little girl pointed at a golden retriever being pulled by a woman.

"The legs are so white."

Zhou Jing pinched Yang Wenwen's thighs with both hands.

Yang Wenwen was still wearing her denim hot pants, standing by the garden. Her long, toned legs were more beautiful than the colorful flowers.

"Almost as thick as your legs."

Yang Wenwen looked down at her legs and compared them with the boy's.

"Not even close."

Zhou Jing stood up and put his legs together with Yang Wenwen.

There were more and more people in the garden. Yang Wenwen wanted to go to the supermarket to buy some things, so Zhou Jing went with the little girl. After leaving the community, they took Zhou Jing's car. It was Yang Wenwen's first time to ride in Zhou Jing's Audi, and also her first time to drive an Audi. She had to take care of her daughter, so Yang Wenwen sat in the back.

“Does it feel the same as that car?”

Zhou Jing smiled as he drove off.

“This car is more stable.”

Yang Wenwen felt a huge difference when sitting in the two cars. The off-road vehicle was like a ferocious beast. It felt like it was going to take off with a little step on the accelerator. But this one was very stable.

Arriving at a large supermarket, Zhou Jing took a shopping cart, picked up the little girl and put her into the cart, then pushed the cart. The little girl was extremely happy.

"Sit still and don't move, or the car might break down and you'll fall off."

Seeing her daughter's happy look, Yang Wenwen was also very happy. The boy knew how to spoil children. Her daughter was happier with Zhou Jing than with her biological mother.

“This location is designed for children.”

Zhou Jing pushed the shopping cart forward leisurely.

"I just found."

Yang Wenwen followed the boy with a smile.

"Dad, I want to eat this, this, and this."

The little girl pointed at the dazzling array of snacks on the shelf and said eagerly.

“Snacks are unhygienic and eating too much is unhealthy.”

Like most mothers, Yang Wenwen doesn't let her children eat too many snacks or watch TV for too long.

"Potato chips are relatively hygienic, but you can't eat too much fried food. Do you like them, Teacher Yang?"

Zhou Jing took a bunch of tomato-flavored potato chips and put them in the shopping cart.

"It tastes good, but I won't buy it if I don't have it."

"We are the same. We are not picky about food and we are not greedy."

Zhou Jing smiled and said that he and Yang Wenwen were indeed the same when it came to snacks.

"Dad~"

When the little girl saw the Wahaha AD calcium milk on the shelf, she pointed with her little finger and pouted.

Zhou Jing took two boards without saying a word.

"I want to drink now."

The little girl said greedily.

"You can't drink until the bill is paid."

Yang Wenwen looked at her daughter and said.

"You can drink if you want."

Zhou Jing tore open the package, took out a bottle, inserted a straw and gave it to the little girl.

"Silly girl."

Looking at her lovely daughter, Yang Wenwen hopes that she can be as happy when she grows up.

It was already late when they came out of the supermarket, so the three of them went home and watched TV for a while. Yang's mother took the little girl to rest, and Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen entered their own world. Zhou Jing changed the channel and watched the news.

Yang Wenwen brought the watermelon to the living room and went to make a cup of black tea for the boy.

Zhou Jing unbuttoned Yang Wenwen's denim hot pants. She was wearing light purple lace panties underneath, which was very charming.

"Bad guy."

Yang Wenwen gently tapped the boy's forehead, buttoned her clothes and sat next to him.

"Do you miss your husband?"

Zhou Jing held Yang Wenwen and let her sit in his arms.

Yang Wenwen nodded. Of course she wanted to.

"Silly wife."

Zhou Jing hugged Yang Wenwen tightly and kissed her neck.

Yang Wenwen watched TV and let the boy touch her.

"Does your neck feel tired with such thick hair?"

Zhou Jing grabbed Yang Wenwen's hair and spoke softly.

"got used to."

Yang Wenwen smiled and sighed. In the past two years, not only has her hair grown back that she had lost in previous years, but it has also become thicker than before the hair loss. Since she will not be a teacher next year, she plans to cut her hair into shoulder-length short hair to see the effect.

"If I don't buy a car after getting my driver's license, I will forget about it for a long time."

Zhou Jing wanted to buy a car for Yang Wenwen, but Yang Wenwen didn't want it.

"I've forgotten about it. I don't need it. It's more convenient to drive to work than to ride an electric bike."

Yang Wenwen can't go anywhere usually, so it would be a waste to buy a car.

She didn't buy it because she didn't need Zhou Jing. Zhou Jing was very worried about women driving.

After eating some watermelon, they went to take a shower. It was still early for a break, so the two of them took their time playing and washing in the warm water.

(End of this chapter)