My friend's uncle took a fancy to me

After Zhou Zeyuan’s first birthday party, Zhou Qizhen and Lu Xiaoqiao turned their attention back to their work.

The little guy is used to following his grandfather around to see the world every day.

You can often see an old man and a young boy in small parks by the lake or teahouses on the street.

Zhou's father loved his grandson very much. He would push his grandson forward whenever he met someone, and then start to show off and praise him wantonly, with pride overflowing from his face.

Although Zhou Zeyuan is only a little over one year old, his eyes reveal a cleverness beyond his age.

The little guy's chubby little hand is held tightly by his grandfather, and he follows his grandfather wherever he goes.

Every once in a while, a group of retired directors would get together, and every time this happened, Zhou Zeyuan would be brought along by his father.

The little guy was not stage-shy either. He sat on the children's chair next to his grandfather, his eyes rolling around, and listened carefully to the grandfathers chatting, as if he could understand it.

Now everyone in the circle knows that when other children could not even speak a complete sentence, Zhou Zeyuan, the eldest grandson of the Zhou family, could recite Tang poems!

Whenever Zhou Qizhen meets people in the circle, he will be looked at with envy, especially Mr. Sun's son Sun Che.

"Qi Zheng, I heard that your son can now recite Tang poetry!" Sun Che was very envious of Zhou Qi Zheng's good fortune.

His wife is young and beautiful, and he likes her. Just after they got married, his wife gave birth to a son, who is such a smart son.

Sun Che felt jealous. Not only was he envious, but there was no one in the entire city of Hangzhou who didn't envy Zhou Qizhen.

Zhou Qizhen frowned slightly when he heard this, but his eyebrows suddenly raised with a look of surprise.

In the past few days, he has heard the same words of praise repeatedly. It seems that it is done by his father Zhou who likes to show off his grandson.

Zhou Qizhen couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand, feeling a bit of a headache. He wondered when his father would be able to change his habit of showing off. It seemed that he really had to have a good talk with his father when he got home tonight.

"That's what my dad said. Don't listen to him. It's not that exaggerated. It's just a kid playing with it."

Sun Che couldn't stand his modesty and felt even more envious.

"My dad told me that last time they had a party, Uncle Zhou brought your son along! The little guy recited Tang poetry to the grandfathers at the banquet. I heard he recited several poems, and my dad was so envious."

After returning home, even my grandchildren are not interested in me anymore!

I have to say that Zhou's father is so lucky. Last year he could only watch me with envy as I held my grandson, but this year he has his own grandson to hold!

Although Zhou Qizhen did not agree with his father always taking Zhou Zeyuan out to show off, he was very happy to hear others praising his son like this.

……

Get off work in the evening.

Return to the Zhou family's old house.

Seeing that her son was not downstairs, Zhao Yaqin said that the father and son were in the study.

Zhou Qizheng went straight to the study. As soon as he opened the door, he saw his son sitting in his father's arms, carefully reciting new words with his grandfather.

"Ze Ze!" Zhou Qizhen called his son.

Zhou Zeyuan looked up and saw that it was his father, and shouted happily: "Dad!"

Zhou Qizheng took his son from his father's arms: "Dad, I'll take him downstairs to play for a while."

The father and son came to the lawn in the yard to play football. Zhou Zeyuan had just kicked it when his father pulled him into his arms again.

Zhou Qizheng looked at his son with a smile: "Dad heard that Zeze can recite Tang poetry? Can you recite one for Dad?"

Zhou Zeyuan looked at his father's expectant eyes and recited two poems in one breath to give him face.

Zhou Qizheng listened to his son's baby voice and kissed him on the cheek: "My son is awesome!"

I completely forgot that I wanted to talk to Mr. Zhou about this matter!

When Li Yuxuan and Lin Lin came back, they saw this scene: "Hey! Mr. Zhou is taking my little brother to play parent-child interaction!"

Zhou Qizheng looked up at Li Yuxuan, his expression seemed a little unhappy: "Why are you here again? If you two don't have a house, I'll give you one."

Li Yuxuan shrugged: "Do you think I want to go back? My wife said she missed your wife! That's why we came back."

Lin Lin ignored what they said and walked straight towards Zhou Zeyuan, opening her arms: "Zeze! Did you miss me? I'm here to buy you something delicious today!"

After saying that, she hugged Zeze in her arms and took out a lollipop from her bag and gave it to him.

Zhou Qizheng frowned: "We'll have dinner later, don't give him too many sweets."

Lin Lin said "Oh" and left with Ze Ze in her arms.

……

Lu Xiaoqiao didn't get home from get off work until dinner time.

Zhou Qizhen felt a little helpless because his wife was now busier than him.

After dinner, Lu Xiaoqiao was called away by Lin Lin again. The two of them chirped about something all night and didn't return to their room until almost ten o'clock in the evening.

After washing up, Zhou Qi was holding Lu Xiaoqiao in his arms, satisfied that the time now finally belonged to him.

The two were kissing passionately when they were interrupted by a knock on the door. It turned out that Zhou Zeyuan didn't want to sleep and was crying for his mother.

Zhou Qi was so exhausted he wanted to die: "Wife, let's move back to our own home!"

Lu Xiaoqiao said with a smile: "What about Zeze? Dad will definitely not agree."

"I mean, it's just the two of us moving back, and our son will stay here."

Lu Xiaoqiao looked at Zhou Qizheng, who was serious, and asked in shock, "Are you crazy? You don't want your son anymore?"

"Then make it up to me."

"How to make up for it?"

Zhou Qizheng thought for a moment and said, "Let's go back and stay for two days a week. We won't have enough fun here."

Although the two already had a son, Lu Xiaoqiao's cheeks would still blush at Zhou Qizhen's sudden naughty words.

"Why do you say everything? Do you have any shame?"

Zhou Qizheng said indifferently: "Can having dignity satisfy me?"

Lu Xiaoqiao: "..."

……

At Zhou Qizhen's repeated insistence, the two returned to Yujing No. 1 on Friday night, leaving their ignorant son behind.

As soon as he entered the room, Zhou Qizhen pressed Lu Xiaoqiao against the door panel and kissed her.

After a while, Zhou Qizhen couldn't wait to pick the person up by the waist and walked quickly into their bedroom.

From the time Lu Xiaoqiao became pregnant until she gave birth, the two of them lived in the old house.

The tacit understanding and small suggestions that had been developed before were all terminated because of Lu Xiaoqiao's shyness. Today, she finally had no reason to reject him!

Pieces of clothing were taken off one by one. At the most critical moment, Zhou Qi was reaching out to open the drawer of the bedside table...

Zhou Qizheng:?

Why is it empty? Where is the stuff?

Zhou Qizheng looked down at his wife in his arms: "Why is it gone? I remember there were still a lot, did you put them away?"

Lu Xiaoqiao shook her head shyly: "I know she hasn't come back since she got pregnant! She's in there, look for her carefully."

Zhou Qizheng was a little confused: "Really not."

The whole drawer was pulled out!

I went to check the drawer of Lu Xiaoqiao's bedside table, and it was also empty.

Shit! Who is messing with him?

Lu Xiaoqiao glanced at him and suggested in a low voice: "Why don't you go buy it?"

Zhou Qizheng's face darkened a little: "Now?"

Lu Xiaoqiao nodded.

Zhou Qizheng sneered: "I think you want me to die."