Chapter 424: Daddy's Day

After staying at home for one night, Zhou Jing set out for Yulin City the next morning. He took his uncle to his grandmother's house and brought some apples from his grandmother's house for his cousin.

After picking apples, Zhou Jing prepared to send his uncle back to the county town, but his uncle didn't want to leave yet, saying that he would do some work for his grandmother before returning.

After work, Zhou Jing would give his grandmother 200 yuan when he went to her house, but today when his uncle was there, Zhou Jing didn't give her any money.

"Be careful on Jing Road and don't drive too fast."

The old lady always gave me numerous instructions.

"Got it, grandma, go back!"

Zhou Jing waved his hand and got in the car.

Arriving in Yulin City at around eleven o'clock, Zhou Jing first went to the Tenth Middle School. He called his cousin's class teacher before school was over and asked his cousin to pick up her things at the school gate after school.

A few minutes after Zhou Jing arrived at the school gate, the school bell rang at twelve o'clock. Soon, students in blue and white school uniforms poured out of the school gate. In order to make it easier for his cousin to recognize him, Zhou Jing stood next to the security room at the school gate. In fact, girls could also easily recognize Zhou Jing standing in the crowd. Girls entering and leaving the school gate would take a look at him. Zhou Jing was not only handsome, but also very recognizable. After meeting Zhou Jing, Wu Yuan's best friends all vied to be Wu Yuan's sister-in-law.

"Brother, I miss you so much that the flowers are withered."

Wu Yuan saw Zhou Jing from a distance, ran up to him and called out with a smile.

"Flowers may bloom again, but people can never be young again. Let's go eat first and leave the things in the security room."

Zhou Jing patted his cousin on the shoulder and said.

"Okay, are sister-in-law and the baby in your belly all right?"

Wu Yuan put the apple box in the lobby and came out.

"Okay, what do you want to eat?"

Zhou Jing looked at his cousin and said.

"I can do anything." Wu Yuan suddenly said with a sad face, "Senior year is so tiring. I have classes on Saturdays and Sunday mornings as usual. I only have half a day off a week."

"It's just the beginning. It's good to have a half-day break. You don't have evening self-study on Friday and Saturday, right?"

As someone who has experienced it, Zhou Jing can empathize with the situation.

"We don't have to go to self-study classes on Fridays and Saturdays, but many people in my class do, and I feel bad if I don't."

Wu Yuan sighed.

"Don't look at others, have your own pace, and relax appropriately to improve learning efficiency. Don't rush to do a lot of questions in a review. Follow the teacher's pace to consolidate your basics, and before you know it, you'll be in your third year of high school."

When Zhou Jing was in high school, he didn't pay attention to others. He would surf the Internet and have fun on weekends. During his senior year, he rarely attended self-study classes on Friday and Saturday nights.

"It feels so long. Senior year is the longest."

Wu Yuan personally experienced the hardships of senior year in high school and realized that learning is truly a boundless ocean.

"There are less than 270 days left until the college entrance examination. We can get through it if we grit our teeth."

Zhou Jing brought his cousin to a dumpling restaurant on the pedestrian street. After dinner, they had no time to wander around, so Zhou Jing sent his cousin back to school. The box of apples was quite heavy, so Zhou Jing sent it to his cousin downstairs of the dormitory.

There must be girls taking a nap in my cousin’s dormitory, so Zhou Jing didn’t go up.

"Goodbye, bro."

"study well."

Zhou Jing turned and left the No. 10 Middle School, wanting to go to the Experimental Middle School to find Yang Wenwen, but he didn't want to be seen by acquaintances, so he called Yang Wenwen and went home.

The little girl was taking a nap. Mother Yang opened the door for Zhou Jing, poured tea and brought some fruit, and asked warmly, "Have you eaten?"

"I've eaten. Auntie, please sit down. You don't have to worry about anything else." Zhou Jing nodded and said, "CC, are you used to going to school?"

"I'm not used to it yet. I cry in the morning and won't go to school. When I get to school, I make a scene and call the adults."

Mother Yang said with a somewhat helpless smile.

“It takes some time to get used to it.”

Zhou Jing could understand the child's feelings. He was the same when he was a child. It was okay if he met a kind teacher, but if he met a teacher who liked to slap the palms of his hands, made his children copy the text many times after they couldn't memorize it, and assigned a lot of homework, that meant he was really tired of studying. In that era, teachers had their own way in school, and parents would not protect their children if they were beaten.

After sitting in the living room for a while, Zhou Jing looked at the little girl who was taking a nap, and went to Yang Wenwen's bedroom to lie on the bed to rest.

The cool mat had been removed from Yang Wenwen's bed, and the mattress was just the right size, neither too soft nor too hard.

After opening his phone and looking at it for a while, he put it next to the pillow. Zhou Jing picked up Yang Wenwen's pajamas and smelled them to cover his face. The faint scent of lemon and Yang Wenwen's body fragrance made Zhou Jing happy both physically and mentally.

Yang Wenwen has a special attraction to Zhou Jing. Even though Yang Wenwen is usually very reserved, she still has that kind of temptation to Zhou Jing. That kind of attraction is different from the one to Gu Jia and Chen Jiaqian. It makes Zhou Jing miss Yang Wenwen even though he is thousands of miles away. Even though they haven't seen each other for many years after graduating from high school in his previous life, Zhou Jing still dreams of Yang Wenwen sometimes.

Yang Wenwen is the woman who appears most frequently in Zhou Jing’s dreams.

"dad."

When the little girl woke up and learned that Zhou Jing had returned, she started looking for him in the house without waiting for her mother to comb her hair.

Zhou Jing closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. When the little girl climbed onto the bed, he suddenly opened his eyes to scare her.

"Dad is a bad guy."

The little girl smiled happily and lay on Zhou Jing, acting coquettishly.

"Have you been obedient in school?"

Zhou Jing hugged the little girl and brushed the hair away from her face.

The little girl scratched her head, feeling too disobedient to flatter herself, so she said, "I don't like going to school."

"Why, did the teacher hit you?"

Zhou Jing looked at the little girl and said.

The little girl shook her head.

"Do other kids bully you?"

Zhou Jing continued to ask.

The little girl continued to shake her head.

"Then why don't you like going to school?"

Zhou Jing pinched the little girl's face.

"Because." The little girl rolled her eyes and thought hard to find an excuse, "Because I miss my dad, mom, and grandma."

"You can't not go to school. If a child doesn't go to school, he won't become smart. No one will like a stupid child when he grows up."

Zhou Jing coaxed the little girl patiently.

"Then dad will go to school with me."

The little girl pouted and said.

"Mom and Dad have to earn a little money to support your schooling. If you study hard, Dad will come back to see you more often and buy you delicious and fun things. If you don't, Dad won't come back to see you. Will you study hard in the future?"

Zhou Jing looked at the little girl and said.

"Then come back to see me more often, Dad. I'm hungry."

The little girl wanted to eat some snacks, she said, holding her stomach.

"Go get your book. Dad will see how you are doing in your studies."

Zhou Jing got out of bed, opened the cupboard, and looked at what was in the little girl's snack box. He rummaged through it and took out a pack of biscuits and a jelly.

The little girl took her schoolbag back, climbed onto the bed and took out her books, notebooks and stationery.

Zhou Jing picked up the math book, opened it, and couldn't help but smile and rubbed the little girl's head, "You are really good, little cutie, you write so well."

On the exercise book, the numbers 1 to 10 were written crookedly and in large letters. In Zhou Jing's memory, his teacher in kindergarten or first grade said that they were as big as a cow. The same was true for the pinyin written in the alphabet book. Some students wrote them very small, and the teacher said they were like ants.

However, Zhou Jing did not discourage the little girl. All children have to go through this process when they first go to school. Some students' handwriting is still poor even in high school, and their Chinese teachers require them to buy copybooks to practice writing. The little girl's handwriting is now better than other children of the same age. Zhou Jing taught her to draw a lot, and her hands are more dexterous than those of ordinary children.

“My drawings are the best in the class.”

The little girl opened her art book and said with a little pride.

"Dad, look, the painting is great. What do you want to eat? Dad will buy it for you."

Zhou Jing checked the art book and saw that the little girl had drawn the sun, little red flowers, big trees, etc., and her drawings were very realistic.

"Wow, haha." The little girl turned her head, "Lollipop, stupid dog."

"Okay, Dad will take you to buy it later, and then I will teach you how to write pinyin."

Zhou Jing put down his homework book and looked through the little girl's textbook. To be honest, Zhou Jing cannot tutor the little girl in pinyin now. Zhou Jing himself doesn't even know what initials and finals are. But he can teach the little girl mathematics.

Going under the bed, Zhou Jing picked up the little girl and sat in front of the table. Arithmetic and pinyin exercise books were neatly placed on the table. Zhou Jing opened them and took a look. Most of the letters and numbers in the exercise books were regular. They must have been written by Yang Wenwen. Zhou Jing turned to the part that was not written in the pinyin book and taught the little girl to write pinyin step by step.

"what is this?"

Write "a" Zhou Jing asked.

"Ah!" The little girl read with her mouth wide open.

"Write each one five times and read along. Read after you write it."

Zhou Jing held the little girl's hand and wrote stroke by stroke.

Zhou Jing suddenly realized a problem. Pinyin also has strokes. Zhou Jing didn't know the correct strokes, so he turned to the first page of the Pinyin book and wrote the strokes according to the book.

"Dad, let's go out and play."

The little girl wanted to give up before she finished writing the three pinyins.

"You have to write ten pinyin characters, and then write 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 ten times before you can play."

Zhou Jing held the little girl's hand and continued writing.

"I miss my mother. Let's go find her, okay?"

The little girl looked up at Zhou Jing eagerly and said.

"After you finish writing, Dad will take you to eat delicious food. If you don't listen, Dad will go to find Mom without you."

Zhou Jing also wanted to take the little girl out for a walk, but he had to learn. Zhou Jing thought he was very patient in coaxing children, but he still underestimated the tediousness of raising a child. When the child went to school, he not only had to play with her, but also tutor her in her studies.

Coaxing a child for a day is no easier than working a day. You can take a break when you are not busy at work. Children are active, so guardians must always keep their hearts on their children.

The little girl reluctantly finished writing the letters and numbers, and said pitifully, "Dad, my hands are tied."

"Go and let grandma change your clothes."

Seeing the little girl's hopeless look, Zhou Jing didn't make things difficult for her. There was no need to let children study on weekends. Children would easily become bored with school if they were too strictly controlled when they just started kindergarten.

The little girl seemed to be liberated and happily went to find Yang's mother to change clothes.

After all, she is not his biological daughter. The little girl is already five or six years old, so Zhou Jing should avoid her.

"Dad, let's go."

After changing into new clothes, the little girl ran to Zhou Jing and hugged his waist.

"Be obedient outside."

Mother Yang tapped the little girl's forehead gently with her finger.

"Auntie, don't cook yet. I'll take CC to see a movie. When Wenwen gets out of school, I'll pick you up and take you out for a barbecue."

Zhou Jing looked at Yang's mother and said.

"It's also very convenient to cook. It's not easy for you to come back once."

Mother Yang said in a gentle voice.

"Let's have a barbecue while it's hot."

Zhou Jing pulled the little girl who couldn't wait to go out and said.

"That's fine."

Mother Yang nodded.

After leaving the community, Zhou Jing opened the passenger door, held the little girl in his arms, fastened her seat belt, then walked around the front of the car and got in from the other side, touched the little girl's head and said, "Sit strangely, don't move around, remember?"

"Well, where are we going, Dad?"

The little girl said excitedly, shaking her short legs.

"Want to see a movie?"

Yulin is a big city but it doesn't even have a decent amusement park. There is no other place to kill time except the cinema.

"Then let's go watch Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf."

The little girl said happily.

I don’t know if there’s Pleasant Goat in the cinema, so I’ll go check it out first. Zhou Jing drove to Rongda Cinema on Renmin Road.

Arriving at the cinema, Zhou Jing bought the tickets, a bucket of popcorn, two cups of milk tea, and found a seat to wait.

"Daddy eats too."

The little girl held the popcorn tube and ate it herself while feeding Zhou Jing.

"Daddy will hold you while you eat."

Zhou Jing ate the popcorn and pinched the little girl's nose, worried that the little girl would spill the popcorn due to clumsiness, so Zhou Jing took it.

The movie started checking tickets. Zhou Jing held something in one hand and pulled the little girl to the theater with the other.

There were a lot of people watching cartoons in the cinema on weekends, all of them adults with their children. After finding their seat numbers, Zhou Jing held the little girl and sat down, waiting for the movie to start.

The one and a half hour film ended unknowingly. The little girl wanted to go to the toilet, so Zhou Jing took her to the men's restroom, found an empty single room, helped the little girl take off her pants, then went out and closed the door, waiting for the little girl to be ready before coming out.

It was still early and there was still some time before the senior high school students finished school, so Zhou Jing took the little girl to visit Yulin College.

As soon as Zhou Jing's car stopped outside the school gate, it immediately attracted the attention of pairs of college students. When they saw Zhou Jing get out of the car and holding a child, they looked at Zhou Jing less.

The gate of Yushi College is easy to enter. The security guard asked Zhou Jing who he was. Zhou Jing said he was looking for his family and the child's mother was a teacher at the college. The security guard didn't say anything else and took back the visitor registration booklet.

After entering the school gate, Zhou Jing let go of the little girl's hand, and the little girl jumped up and down in front of him.

"Dad, let's go find Mom."

The little girl turned around and said.

"Mom is at work. Come back to her when she gets off work and tell her what you did today."

Zhou Jing called Yang Wenwen on his cell phone, chatted briefly and then pressed the speakerphone button to let the girl talk.

"Mom, where are you?"

The little girl said loudly while holding her cell phone.

"Mom is at work, what did you do this afternoon?"

Yang Wenwen's cheerful voice came from the phone.

"I learned pinyin and mathematics, and my father took me to see a movie."

The little girl said while counting on her fingers.

Yang Wenwen: "You are so good. Study hard and mom will take you to the movies and buy delicious food."

"Well, Mom, are you almost off work?"

The little girl agreed very well.

Yang Wenwen: "It's almost time. Play with dad for a while. Mom will come to see you after get off work."

Zhou Jing took the phone from the little girl, turned off the hands-free mode and said, "Do you miss your husband?"

Yang Wenwen's voice became lighter, "Of course I wanted to. I was planning to come back in the seventh and eighth periods, but I was notified at short notice that the senior class teacher had a meeting."

"Hubby misses you too. I'm hanging up now. We'll talk when we meet later. Goodbye, little cutie, mom."

Zhou Jing handed the phone to the little girl's ear.

"Goodbye, mom."

"Goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Jing took the little girl and continued to walk around the college courtyard.

The freshmen are undergoing military training. On the playground, students in camouflage uniforms are training in formations, which looks spectacular from a distance.

"Dad, what are all these soldiers doing?"

The little girl pointed at the playground from a distance.

"Exercise your body to protect your country. Do you want to protect your country when you grow up?"

"think."

The little girl said in a baby voice.

"Did your teacher tell you that you are the future flower of our country?"

Zhou Jing pulled the little girl to the edge of the playground to watch.

"I said it, and he gave me a little red flower."

The little girl nodded.

After staying in the college until 5:40, Zhou Jing went to the Experimental Middle School. After Yang Wenwen got on the car, Zhou Jing covered the little girl's eyes with one hand and kissed Yang Wenwen on the mouth.

(End of this chapter)