Chapter 512 The Child Can Turn Over
The next day, April 30th, was the May Day holiday, and Chuangzhi Technology Co., Ltd. closed as usual according to the statutory holiday.

This year, since the Chinese New Year, Zhou Jing and Gu Jia have been busy either taking care of their children or working at the company, and have little time to enjoy their own world. On May 1st, after having lunch at home and coaxing their child to sleep, they went out to see a movie.

"I haven't worn high heels for a long time, how are you?"

At this time, Gu Jia was wearing a white shirt on the upper body, a light blue vertical striped long skirt on the lower body, and a pair of white high heels. She looked at herself in front of the mirror and said.

"Not bad, why doesn't the company wear high heels?"

Zhou Jing looked at Teacher Gu and said.

"I'm worried that the noise of high heels will affect their work. Is this skirt transparent?"

Gu Jia picked up the comb and combed her hair and said.

"The room is dark and I can't tell."

"You should wear leggings!"

Gu Jia took out a pair of white lace leggings from the cupboard, sat on the edge of the bed, rolled up her skirt and put them on.

Zhou Jing looked at Gu Jia until she put on her leggings.

"Zhou Zhou had milk at around ten o'clock. The next time, around three o'clock, if she doesn't cry when she wakes up, don't feed her with formula. If she cries, feed her."

Gu Jia said to her mother before leaving.

"Okay, just move around for a while, don't worry."

Mother Gu nodded and said.

"If Zhou Zhou poops, just wipe his butt with a wet wipe. Mom doesn't need to wash it for him."

Gu Jia continued to instruct.

"it is good."

After changing into shoes and going out, Gu Jia felt relaxed and still spoke righteously to her mother. When her mother-in-law was taking care of the child in BJ, Gu Jia felt embarrassed to be away for too long and not go home to feed the child.

"It's May, the weather is getting hot. As you guys say, it's the time of year to look at legs, right?"

When she got outside and felt the heat in the air, Gu Jia opened the parasol. She didn't have the habit of applying sunscreen on her neck and arms, but a parasol is essential when going out in the summer.

Gu Jia was 30 years old and Zhou Jing was only 24 years old. Gu Jia paid more attention to daily care.

"Heart of beauty in everyone."

Although Zhou Jing is a vulgar man, he has a limit to his love of beauty. When Gu Jia is around, Zhou Jing will not look around. Even if he is attracted to a beautiful woman, he will remind himself not to look.

"You're being serious. If you want an umbrella, take it."

Gu Jia pinched the boy's arm and said.

"Need not."

Zhou Jing felt it was awkward for two people to share one umbrella.

Gu Jia looked at the boy and said with a smile: "Are all boys unable to get tanned like you?"

"I don't get much sun. I'm sure I'll get a tan if I hoe the fields in the country for a few days."

Zhou Jing and Gu Jia have three cars in BJ, one in the underground garage and two in the community. Zhou Jing drives his latest BMW 7 Series, which costs more than million yuan and is Zhou Jing's most expensive car.

The car door opened, and Gu Jia held up her skirt, bent over, and got into the car with her buttocks first. The tight skirt outlined her beautiful curves.

"She has a nice figure and a graceful posture when getting into the car."

Zhou Jing naturally placed one hand on Gu Jia's leg and touched it out of habit.

The only flaw is that Gu Jia wasn't wearing stockings.

"is it?"

Gu Jia smiled and held Zhou Jing's hand and said with a squinting smile.

"Wearing a hip skirt will make you more graceful."

Zhou Jing lightly stepped on the accelerator and started off.

"Then you didn't tell me earlier."

Gu Jia already knew to wear a hip skirt and flesh-colored stockings.

Zhou Jing held the steering wheel with one hand and placed the other hand on Gu Jia's leg. "Do you want to eat something?"

"I don't want to eat now, let's go buy a roast duck after the movie!"

Gu Jia hasn't eaten out for a long time and misses the hot pot, paper-wrapped fish, roast duck, etc. She has to feed the children, or else she wants to have dinner outside.

"Row."

Speaking of roast duck, Zhou Jing also wanted to eat it.

"How about having hot pot at home tomorrow?"

Gu Jia looked at Zhou Jing and said.

"Sure, eat if you want."

While driving, Zhou Jing looked around to see what snacks were available. Shopping without eating snacks would be a waste of time. During the May Day holiday in the capital, the holiday atmosphere was very strong. The bustling streets were more lively than usual, and there were people with various accents everywhere, including many foreign faces. It had the atmosphere of a prosperous metropolis.

Locals will not choose to go to scenic spots at this time. It is much more pleasant to watch a movie in a crowded theater than to go to a scenic spot. Zhou Jing is now a formal Beijinger. He and his daughter have settled in BJ. With a BJ household registration, Zhou Jing feels just like that. He does not feel superior. If it were not for the need to start a company, Zhou Jing would not want to change his household registration. When he was a child, he had no feeling of returning to his roots. As he grew older, Zhou Jing had a deeper understanding of his hometown.

They went to the cinema first, and when they got off the car at the destination, they went to the milk tea shop and bought two cups of milk tea.

"Want to try it?"

Gu Jia looked towards a sausage shop and said.

"Let's go!"

Zhou Jing drank a sip of milk tea and went in with Gu Jia.

The grilled sausages come in different flavors: non-spicy, slightly spicy, spicy, and extra spicy. Gu Jia hasn't eaten anything too spicy for a long time and was afraid she couldn't handle it, so she ordered slightly spicy.

"This slightly spicy one is pretty spicy, how about you?"

After taking a sip, Gu Jia stuck out her tongue and drank the milk tea.

"I feel okay."

Zhou Jing can handle extremely spicy food, so slightly spicy food is nothing.

"The time when I could eat spicy food the best was when I was in college. People in Sichuan and Chongqing can eat really spicy food."

Gu Jia drank milk tea while eating grilled sausage. Although it was spicy, she still wanted to eat it.

"How about hot pot tomorrow? Let's buy a shabu-shabu pot!"

Zhou Jing picked up a piece of grilled sausage and dipped it in the chili oil and said.

"Yeah, eat three fresh and spicy." Gu Jia looked at Zhou Jing and said, "I didn't realize you can eat spicy food."

"I am the type who can eat but can choose not to eat."

"You have such a great personality. You can get along with anyone."

Although they have known each other for quite a while, Gu Jia has not found any food that Zhou Jing rejects. He eats coriander, chili peppers, chopped green onions, and even watercress. Zhou Jing can drink BJ soy milk, which outsiders are not used to, clean it up the first time he drinks it. Although Zhou Jing almost vomited after the first sip, he finished it based on the principle of not wasting food. Zhou Jing never complains about whether the meals at home are light, salty, spicy, or sour, and he just heats up the leftovers and eats them as usual the next day. He has a fortune of over 1 billion, but his life is as simple as ever. Living with such a person makes Gu Jia feel that life is very simple.

“It has strong adaptability.”

Zhou Jing smiled. There was no need to be so picky about food. As long as it was clean and hygienic, it was fine. Cleanliness and hygienic were Zhou Jing’s only requirements for food.

"It's fine if everyone follows you. In fact, this is not adaptation, but mutual understanding."

Gu Jia left the last piece of sausage for Zhou Jing, wiped her mouth with a tissue and went to pay the bill.

After finishing the sausage in one bite, Zhou Jing drank a sip of milk tea, stood up, picked up Gu Jia's bag on the table, and checked the seat to make sure nothing was left behind before leaving.

“The sausage here is good, but the price is a bit expensive.”

Gu Jia still felt a little spicy in her mouth, and said with a lingering feeling after taking a sip of milk tea.

"You get what you pay for. This grilled sausage must be homemade by the boss. The production process of those starch sausages on the street is hard to imagine. One can only say that out of sight, out of mind. No one can eat it after seeing the production process with their own eyes."

"." When they arrived at the cinema, Zhou Jing queued up to buy tickets, while Gu Jia followed beside him to check the showtimes and the films playing. They chose a science fiction film that was popular recently. While waiting, the two went to the lounge area, and Zhou Jing ordered a bucket of popcorn.

"Actors are paid so much nowadays, I don't know if investing in the film and television industry will yield high returns."

Gu Jia fed Zhou Jing a popcorn and said.

"You can give it a try. Invest in a movie and see."

Zhou Jing wouldn't even blink an eye if someone invested 10 or 20 million yuan in the film, but then again, since he has established an investment company, he might as well give it a try.

In the past two years, Zhou Jing has made a very good layout for investment and financial management, including long-term and short-term. In the long term, Zhou Jing has invested tens of thousands of dollars in BTB. If it develops in the same way as in his previous life, he can make more than 600 million dollars by selling it when it appreciates by more than 40,000 times.

“Investing in a big director who has a bright future in a movie may not necessarily give you a chance, but investing in a small unknown director is too risky.”

Gu Jia felt that the film and entertainment industry was too complicated and he might be the one who brought him wealth.

"Many big directors fail, it all depends on the script. Why don't I try writing a script?"

In his previous life, Zhou Jing was very confident in his talent and tried to write scripts. However, he had no mentor and could not afford to do it, so he could only think about it. Now, as long as Zhou Jing wants, he can write his own stories and invest in them.

"Sure, then you can try writing one, or adapt your novel into a TV series."

Gu Jia is more confident in Zhou Jing's talent. If Zhou Jing has this ideal, Gu Jia will support it 100%. Even if it fails, a film can only lose 20 or 30 million at most. She can afford to lose 20 or 30 million to pay for her ideal.

"Special effects production for TV series adapted from fantasy novels is not mature yet."

Zhou Jing just thought about it, but he didn't have the heart to actually write the script himself. Writing a script and investing in it himself would take a lot of time and energy. The entertainment industry is too complicated, and Zhou Jing didn't want to wade into its muddy waters.

However, Zhou Jing didn't want to sell the novel he had spent so much effort writing to others to ruin it, so if it had to be adapted, he would do it himself. Thinking of this, an idea popped into his mind. He could buy the film and television adaptation rights of his novel as soon as possible, in the name of his own investment company, and when the time was right, he could set up a film and television company to adapt it.

It seems absurd that you spend your own money to buy the copyright of your own novel, but it is understandable. Novels make so much money that they cannot do without the platform.

The movie was about to start, Zhou Jing and Gu Jia checked their tickets and entered the theater.

Every time she watched a movie with Zhou Jing, Gu Jia would think of the first time she watched a movie with Zhou Jing. That little encounter made Gu Jia blush and feel excited. She was too excited to be ambiguous with her former student.

She was wearing high heels. The light in the theater was dim and it was inconvenient to walk in high heels, so Gu Jia held Zhou Jing's arm.

"Master, watch your step."

Zhou Jing said with a smile.

"Why don't you support your master?"

Gu Jia pinched the boy lightly and said.

"Master's slender waist is still as slim as before."

Zhou Jing put his arm around Gu Jia's waist and squeezed it.

"How is that possible? How can twenty-seven and thirty be the same?"

Gu Jia sighed softly.

"As thin and soft as she was at twenty-seven."

Zhou Jing's hands rubbed Gu Jia's waist until they found a seat.

"That's thirty years old." Gu Jia held up her skirt and sat up, looking at her waist and said, "I ate too much again today. Don't take me to eat snacks next time I want to."

After having lunch at home at noon, Gu Jia went out to drink milk tea and eat grilled sausages. She felt full of guilt.

"Woman, if I don't take you out to eat, you'll say I'm reluctant to spend money."

Zhou Jing pinched Gu Jia's slightly bulging belly. When she was full, Gu Jia's belly was slightly bulging and very easy to pinch.

"I won't blame you. I was just greedy on a whim. If you said you didn't want to eat, I'd let it go."

Gu Jia placed the boy's hand on his thigh and lifted up his other leg to press it down.

"I want to eat, too."

Zhou Jing pulled his hand away from between Gu Jia's legs, took out his cell phone and turned it to silent mode.

"You are young now and you can't gain weight, but in a few years you will gain weight if you don't control your diet. Before I was 27, I could eat whatever I wanted without worrying about gaining weight. Since last year, I have realized that I can no longer eat as much as before."

Gu Jia is not worried about gaining weight. Her weight shows no signs of getting out of control. If it shows signs of getting out of control, she can completely control her appetite and go without meat for a month or two. Now she has to feed her baby with milk, otherwise if she controls her diet for two or three months, her weight will definitely return to under 100 kilograms.

The movie started, Zhou Jing and Gu Jia calmed down, and the two-hour movie ended unknowingly. They went out to buy an authentic roast duck and a shabu-shabu pot and took them home.

It was around three o'clock in the afternoon. After feeding the child with milk powder, Gu's mother was now coaxing the child on the bed. The old and the child were laughing and talking happily on the bed.

"Zhou Zhou, do you want to eat milk powder?"

After returning home, Gu Jia said while changing clothes.

"Just like before, I won't wait even a second when I'm hungry."

Mother Gu put down her toys and got off the bed.

"Zhou Zhou is so good."

Gu Jia kissed the child, took off her bra, went to the bathroom to wash, wet the towel and wiped her body to see if the child still wanted to drink milk. The child had just drunk milk powder and was not hungry. He nudged in her arms a few times and then pushed away and refused to drink.

"Are you full?"

Zhou Jing touched the baby's belly and found that the little girl's belly was round.

"It's time to get rid of milk. I hope Zhou Zhou doesn't get tired of milk."

Gu Jia put the child down and said.

"That means I'm not hungry. I'll go hungry for a meal to see if I'll get tired of milk."

Zhou Jing thought it was nonsense that children hated milk. Adults would get hungry if they skipped a meal, let alone a kid.

"Children who hate milk are very stubborn. They may not eat even if they are not fed for seven or eight hours. My best friend said that when a child hates milk, no matter how much you feed him, he will not open his mouth. If you squeeze the milk into his mouth, he will spit it out. I pray that you, my little ancestor, will not hate milk!"

Gu Jia said with a smile.

"Is that so exaggerated? You can't do this, little cutie. You'll be hungry if you don't drink milk."

Zhou Jing learned something new. It turns out that human cubs can also do this.

"Our Zhou Zhou is a good boy. Turn over and show your mother."

Gu Jia took the things off the bed and let the child practice turning over.

"Learn from daddy, use your arms below and your feet above to exert force."

Zhou Jing lay down to demonstrate, using his lower arms and elbows to support the bed and his upper feet to push against the bed, then he went from lying flat on his back to lying on his side, and from lying on his side to lying prone.

"Don't teach her the wrong way. Not only will she not be able to learn, but she will also forget the method she figured out."

Gu Jia looked at Zhou Jing rolling on the bed and said with a smile.

"You'll know if it's right if you try it, come on, little cutie."

Zhou Jing let the child come by himself.

Gu Jia lay down and tried Zhou Jing's turning position, "It's really easy to turn over like this."

In the past, Gu Jia always relied on her hands to turn over, but after trying Zhou Jing’s method, she found it much less labor-intensive.

"I also concluded this by observing Zhou Zhou's turning posture. The turning posture Zhou Zhou can do now is definitely the most energy-saving one, with the hands down."

Zhou Jing said with a smile.

"I see. Come on, Zhou Zhou."

Gu Jia also learned it.

The child had just learned to roll over a few days ago and was not yet very skilled. He lifted his legs and rolled over to move from lying flat to lying on his side. This process was relatively easy, but the rest was very difficult. His short legs kicked on the bed, and his arms were not strong enough, so he rubbed his face against the bed, grunting and struggling. He finally turned over from lying on his side to lying on his stomach with all his might.

"Our Zhou Zhou is really amazing."

Gu Jia applauded the child.

"A small step forward leads to a big leap forward."

(End of this chapter)