Liang Jing searched the kitchen for a while, but could only find some pasta and eggs. In desperation, she could only cook some porridge for Zhou Zimo.
As soon as the rice was put into the pot, the man in the family also called, and Liang Jing quickly answered—
"Hello? Old Zhou? I'm not going back today. I'm here with my son, huh? I'm here. I'm at home, but I have a high fever. I haven't eaten anything right now. I'm cooking some light porridge for him. The food is ready, the supermarket is still open at this point, go to bed first, don't wait for me... Are you leaving in the morning? When will you come back? Didn't you just hold a military exercise in May? Why are there so many things in your military region? That's fine. Then come over here, see what else is in the refrigerator at home, pick some light ones and bring them over."
The husband and wife talked for a while, and Liang Jing hung up the phone directly. The child's father is about to leave City Z, and he is going to conduct some military exercises outside. It may take a while before he comes back. Before leaving, he has to come look at son.
About half an hour later, Liang Jing finally cooked the porridge. She filled a large bowl, poured a glass of warm water, and then walked to the sofa in the living room.
Zhou Zimo was also in a drowsy sleep. Liang Jing put the porridge on the table beside her, reached out and took off the towel from Zhou Zimo's forehead, washed another towel, and handed it to him, saying, "Zimo , Get up, the porridge is ready, you can eat some, sweat all over, eat some hot food, sweat, don't rush to take a bath, sleep well, get up!"
As he said that, he reached out and pulled the thin blanket on his body.
Only then did Zhou Zimo get up in a dizzy state, took the towel and wiped his face and hands, his handsome and gentle face was still faintly flushed with sickness, he sat leisurely, looking at the bowl of white porridge in front of him, It took a long time to reach out and pick it up.
"Tell mom, where are you going these days? Why can't you get through the phone? Are you avoiding us?"
Liang Jing scanned Zhou Zimo's face with shrewd eyes, and said.
Zhou Zimo swallowed the food in his mouth a little bit, without even looking at Liang Jing, he replied, "Mom, where do you want to go? Just turn around."
"Can a vacation make you thin like this?"
Liang Jing made it clear that she didn't believe it. Just as she was about to continue to say something, she suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside. The steps were steady and sonorous. Both mother and son subconsciously turned their heads to look towards the door. Into the eyes of the two.
That's right, the person who came was Zhou Zimo's father, a well-known figure in the military circle, Zhou Zhenjun!
Looking at Mr. Zhou, he even named his son with an inspiring meaning. He really deserves to be a revolutionary of the older generation.
Father Zhou never liked such a vulgar name. When he was young, he often thought about changing this name, so he really chose another name. After being beaten up by the old man at home, he immediately changed it back I got such a vulgar name as 'Zhou Zhenjun', but after that, I got used to it.
Zhou Zhenjun and Zhou Zimo actually look quite alike, but Zhou Zhenjun looks taller and more powerful, and his whole person also has a deepness after years of precipitation. He also seems to be a restrained and stable person. He may be busy recently. He was a bit dark, but he still looked handsome.
Wearing a neat summer uniform on him, it is also full of majesty.
He was still holding a thermos in his hand at this time, walked over in a few strides, and put the hat in his hand on the table beside him.
"Dad? Why are you here too?"
Zhou Zimo looked at his father who suddenly appeared in front of him in a daze, and asked in a daze.
Zhou Zhenjun handed the thermos bottle directly to Liang Jing who was on the side, and glanced at Zhou Zimo, "If I don't come here, you will go back? Look at your virtue, I will never get angry!"
Zhou Zhenjun said with a bit of resentment, and sat down opposite Zhou Zimo.
Zhou Zimo coughed lightly, lowered his head silently, and continued to drink his porridge as if he didn't hear it. Liang Jing, on the other hand, opened the thermos very neatly, and took out some light side dishes for porridge. Slightly warm.
"Okay, let's eat first, and make yourself look like this. You should find someone to watch carefully. You are in your thirties. Now I go out and talk about you with others. I dare not say your age , do you understand? Look at Achen, who has been with you for a year, and now he is the father of several children, and look at you, you are really useless!"
Liang Jing frowned and said.
Zhou Zimo listened, paused again, and soon took the chopsticks, held the vegetables, and ate silently without making a sound.
"I agree with what your mother said, with one meaning! It's time to find a wife. I've said it thousands of times. You don't get tired of listening to it. I also get tired of saying it myself. Your grandfather is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot!" It seems that you, Zhou Zimo, are not ugly but handsome, and you are not those playboys, and you are not unable to get a girlfriend. You are so awesome all day long, so why don’t you give me and you Mom is looking for a daughter-in-law to come back? To put it bluntly, it’s because you have high vision! I think a few of the women who have been by your side these years are good!”
"Exactly! Don't talk about anyone, just Zhang Yue, do you still know him? I think the girl who used to chase after you all the time is very nice, lively and cheerful. The little girl is very pleasant to look at, and she is very considerate and knows how to take care of others." , I have always liked to stick to you, and it is just right for you!"
"What a fart!"
After Liang Jing said this, before Zhou Zimo could respond, Zhou's father had already said, "That little girl is like a granddaughter to us! Look at Su Zhengxun's wife, Jiajia, right? , He’s holding back a lot, Zimo, don’t look for a woman who looks like a daughter, it will annoy you to death sooner or later, if you want to find someone like Tang Chuan’s wife, A Rong, A Rong is a good wife.”
"A Rong? A powerful daughter-in-law, right? Why did I hear some insinuations from your Zhou Zhenjun's words? You mean, I'm not a good wife anymore?"
Liang Jing immediately grabbed Zhou Zhenjun's tail, and gave Zhou Zhenjun a cold look with some dissatisfaction.
"Isn't this a metaphor now? Is it possible to use me and you as an example to my son? You can command me, with Zimo's temperament, can you let a woman command him in the future? He has to find a powerful woman to control him. live."
Zhou Zhenjun immediately explained this, while looking at Zhou Zimo, "These standards can be changed, but you must find a beautiful, good-looking, and simple one. When you are older, you will know!"
PS: My stomach hurts badly, I broke out in a cold sweat, I gritted my teeth and wrote two chapters, I couldn’t take it anymore, and I’m not in the mood, it’s better to update less, so I’ll update so much tonight, sorry!
See you tomorrow, good night, ladies and gentlemen!