A great director who grew up happily

Chunfeng Middle School finished school at around four o'clock in the afternoon.

A large group of parents gathered at the school gate, waiting to pick up their children from school. These parents lived very far away and needed to be driven to and from school.

Fang Yifan and Qiao Yingzi were arguing for some unknown reason and were playing around as they walked in front.

Chen Jinnian was walking behind. He said to Wang Yidi, who was walking with him, "Do you have any cash? Lend me some."

Wang Yidi shook his head in confusion. "I don't have any cash on me. Why do you want this? I can transfer it to you via WeChat if you need it."

"I left my phone in my dad's car, so I have to buy a subway ticket home with cash." Chen Jinnian said helplessly. When he got off the car, he was only thinking about the roast duck and forgot that his phone was still charging in the front.

He turned to Ji Yangyang and asked, "Ji Yangyang, do you have any cash on you? Lend me some."

Ji Yangyang took off his headphones, took out a credit card and handed it to him, "I don't have one either. This is my uncle's card. You can use it first." His parents are not around, and his grandparents and uncle take care of him on a daily basis.

"Forget it. You can't just take credit cards without permission. I'd better ask other people." Chen Jinnian waved his hands and asked other classmates.

At the school gate, Qiao Weidong was looking anxiously inside, looking for his precious daughter. Then Fang Yifan ran out, and Qiao Yingzi chased after him.

Suddenly he became happy, waving his arms and shouting, "Yingzi, here, Daddy."

When Qiao Yingzi saw this, she quickly calmed down and walked over to ask, "Dad, why are you here? Does my mom know?"

"What do you mean, does your mother know? Is it not okay for me, as a father, to come and see my own daughter?" Qiao Weidong said in a tough tone, but his eyes darted around in panic, vigilantly looking to see if Song Qian was there.

"Okay, Dad, what do you want to talk to me about?" Qiao Yingzi saw through it immediately. It was obvious that her mother didn't know about this yet.

"Didn't your headphones break a few days ago? I bought you a new one, a big brand, Sony. Put it in your schoolbag quickly, don't let your mother find out." Qiao Weidong quickly took Qiao Yingzi's schoolbag and hurriedly opened the zipper.

"Hey, Uncle Qiao, you are busy." A leisurely voice came over.

Chen Jinnian came over at some point and spoke, which scared Qiao Weidong.

Qiao Weidong breathed a sigh of relief after seeing it was him. "How come you're so elusive, kid? You even walk without making any sound. I just miss Yingzi, so I came to see her."

"Aunt Song Qian, you might not know." Chen Jinnian knew that Song Qian and Qiao Weidong's relationship was quite tense after their divorce, and that he only allowed Old Qiao to see his daughter once a month.

"She can know it or not, I'm not afraid of her." Qiao Weidong straightened up and said nonchalantly.

Chen Jinnian's expression suddenly turned serious, and he called out to Qiao Weidong from behind, "Hello, Auntie Song Qian, you're here to pick up Yingzi too."

Qiao Weidong panicked instantly, like a mouse seeing a cat, and hurriedly tried to explain.

"Song Qian, listen to me. I just happened to pass by and saw Yingzi leaving school..."

He turned around and looked, but there was no one there.

This action made Qiao Yingzi beside him laugh so hard, "You are so mean, you have taken all the bamboo shoots on the mountain, and the pandas who go there will starve."

Qiao Weidong rubbed his chest and gave him a resentful look. "Poor kid, don't do this again next time. Your uncle's heart can't take it. If you do this again, you'll need to be admitted to the hospital."

"Okay, you two can chat first. I have to go. If I go back late, my mother will ask me again." Qiao Yingzi took the schoolbag and hurried out. Huang Zhitao was waiting for her.

"You two should walk slowly and watch out for the cars." Qiao Weidong stood where he was and shouted reluctantly.

Qiao Yingzi waved her hand to indicate that she understood.

"Okay uncle, we've already walked a long way, lend me some money, cash."

Chen Jinnian said that now that mobile payment has become popular, people no longer carry cash, and he tried to borrow money but failed.

"What do you want the money for? Doesn't Lao Chen give you pocket money?" Qiao Weidong turned his head and asked.

"I just came back today. When my dad picked me up, I left my phone in the car. Now I don't even have money to buy a subway ticket." Chen Jinnian spread his hands helplessly.

"Come with me, I'll take you home. Our two homes are not far from each other, so it's just a matter of going there." Qiao Weidong put his arm around his shoulders and walked towards where he parked his car.

"Driving is quite congested, not as fast as the subway."

"Why don't you walk back?"

"No, no, no, Uncle Qiao, I'm just joking."

……

The two sat in Qiao Weidong's SUV, enjoying the air conditioning, and watched the long stream of cars ahead, driving alternately through the intersection under the guidance of the traffic lights.

"How are Yingzi's grades in school?" Qiao Weidong asked a little bored.

"Hey"

Chen Jinnian sighed deeply.

"What's wrong? Why are you still sighing? Has Yingzi's grades dropped recently? I told Song Qian not to push the child so hard." Qiao Weidong said angrily.

"That's not the case. I thought Uncle Qiao was different from other parents. It turns out he came up to ask about grades. I'm just a little disappointed." After Chen Jinnian finished speaking, he pressed the electric button on the passenger seat and lowered the backrest.

Hearing these words, Qiao Weidong laughed, "So according to you, what should I ask first?"

"Of course I ask about your health and whether you are happy at school," said Chen Jinnian.

"Okay, okay, Uncle Qiao, you asked the wrong question. Let me ask again, how is Yingzi's health recently? Is she happy?" Qiao Weidong said helplessly.

"Not very good, Yingzi seems to have depression."

As soon as he said this, Qiao Weidong stepped on the brakes, scaring Chen Jinnian who was half lying down.

He stretched his neck hard and asked, "Did you get rear-ended?"

"Red light!" Qiao Weidong said excitedly, "What did you just say? Depression? How could Yingzi have depression? She was smiling happily when she just came out of school."

"Laughing doesn't mean you won't get depression, okay, Uncle Qiao, do you have any common sense? Comedy masters also laugh, but are they also a high-risk group for depression?" Chen Jinnian replied.

"Yes, yes, Uncle Qiao is not as smart as you. Tell me what happened quickly. Why did Yingzi become depressed?" Qiao Weidong was really panicked now. He knew that depression could be fatal.

"Actually, it's not just one or two days. It's probably been a long-term problem, but it's become more obvious recently. She was in a bad mood before the holiday, inexplicably depressed. After meeting today, I found that she hasn't improved, and she's even a little irritable."

Chen Jinnian pointed out what was wrong with Yingzi.

"But this doesn't mean it's depression. It could be due to other reasons, such as not doing well on the exam or having a fight with classmates," Qiao Weidong said quickly.

In fact, these statements are not wrong. Of course, we cannot easily draw conclusions about depression. It requires rigorous examination and judgment.

But Chen Jinnian knew the plot. Now that Yingzi showed signs of something wrong, he naturally couldn't pretend not to see it.

"If you don't believe me, you can take Yingzi to the hospital. If I'm wrong, that would be great, but... Uncle Qiao, think about it carefully."

Looking at the red light in front of him, Qiao Weidong was confused. Combined with his daughter's complaints on WeChat, he had a feeling that what Jinnian had just said was right.