The wind and snow cover the land, and everything is quiet in the hazy night. Only the sound of the howling cold wind beating on the doors and windows is left. Occasionally, a few overwhelmed branches make a clicking sound under the dual effects of snow and cold wind.

It broke apart and fell to the ground.

Next to the wide road, the lights are still on in the courtyard house whose style is completely different from the surrounding buildings.

On the sofa in the living room on the first floor, Zhou Zhigang was sitting only in his pajamas, with his hands on his sides and his eyes staring blankly ahead. His mind was filled with Wang Zhong's words just now.

Everything from the past also emerged in Zhou Zhigang's mind.

It kept overlapping with what Wang Zhong said just now.

The figures of Zhou Cong, Feng Yue, Zhou Ming, Zhou Ling, and Little Wei all appeared in Zhou Zhigang's mind one by one, with their voices, smiles, and every move.

If it is really like what Wang Zhong said, if Wang Zhong treats these children the same way he treats Wang Zhong and his three brothers and sisters, what will happen to these children and what will happen to him?

Zhou Zhigang did not dare to think further.

I couldn’t help but ask myself, was I really wrong before?

I don’t know how much time passed, but Zhou Zhi just stood up, walked up to the second floor, and entered the room. The children were sleeping deeply. Zhou Zhi just helped Lingling tuck in the quilt that she had kicked off, and just as he was about to lie down, a voice suddenly sounded next to him.

"How was your chat with Bingkun?"

It was Li Suhua's voice, which almost startled Zhou Zhigang.

"Aren't you asleep?" Zhou Zhigang was a little confused and blushed.

Li Suhua said angrily, "Why don't you sleep? I'll wake you up when I beat you out."

But the voice was still very low, for fear of waking up a few people. "I want to ask you, how was the conversation with your son?"

"Why don't you sleep at night? Why are you asking so many questions? Hurry up and sleep with you!" Zhou Zhigang just wanted to be quiet at this moment and didn't want to talk. He lifted the quilt and lay down, with his back to Li Suhua on one side of his body and his face to Li Suhua.

He faced the cabinet and closed his eyes.

"If you don't tell me, don't tell me. It's just like anyone cares about you." Seeing Zhou Zhigang lying down for a long time without moving, Li Suhua snorted. For fear of disturbing the children, she didn't continue to ask questions and lay down angrily.

Turn your back.

Pushing the time forward a little, Wang Zhong went upstairs and returned to the room. The lamp in the room was still on. Zheng Juan was leaning on the bed, with a blanket wrapped around her body and a book in her hand. Wang Zhong took a closer look and saw that it was

Bing Xin's prose collection.

This book was bought by Wang Zhong and placed on the bookshelf in the small study room. In his spare time, Wang Zhong read it frequently.

Usually at night, when Wang Zhong is writing in the study, Zheng Juan will always find a book and flip through it when he has nothing to do. Sometimes after dinner, the children are doing homework in the study, Zheng Juan

She would just read in the living room by herself. Zheng Juan would not go back to her room until the children had gone back to their room to sleep at half past nine.

Although Zheng Juan didn't seek to understand the book, she just read it in detail to kill time, but over time, she also developed a somewhat gentle and jade-like temperament without realizing it.

His person was already demure, but now he was gentle and even more dignified and decent. Wang Zhong didn't know what others were thinking, but he found it pleasing just to look at him.

The traces that time has left on his body, instead of becoming a drag, add a sense of familiarity to his beauty.

The superimposition and blending of multiple temperaments add a different charm.

Hearing the sound, she looked up and saw Wang Zhong entering the room. Zheng Juan closed the book and put it on the bedside table. She got up and got out of bed, walked to Wang Zhong, took off the coat covering his back, and smiled softly, "How was your chat with dad?"

"Everything that needs to be said has been said, and what can be done has been done. As for the final result, let's leave it to fate." Wang Zhong also smiled, his eyes were calm, without any disturbance.

"Where's Dad?" Zheng Juan asked with concern.

Wang Zhong said, "He's still sitting downstairs. Don't worry, the heating in the living room is on, so he won't be cold."

"Okay, it's getting late. Hurry up and get some rest." Zheng Juan hung up Wang Zhong's coat and took out Wang Zhong's pajamas and pajamas from the cabinet.

Wang Zhong sat on the bed, took off his clothes, shoes and socks, put on the sandals that Zheng Juan had just taken out from the shoe cabinet, went straight to the toilet, brushed his teeth and took a shower. In less than ten minutes, Wang Zhong, wearing only a bath towel, wiped his hair and came out of the toilet.

walked out.

Zheng Juan had already taken out the hair dryer from the drawer of the closet, plugged it in, stood behind Wang Zhong, and skillfully helped Wang Zhong blow dry his hair.

"It's time to cut your hair."

"Let's cut it tomorrow afternoon!" Wang Zhong said, "Cut it for me."

Zheng Juan smiled softly, "Okay! I'll cut it for you."

After getting married, Wang Zhong didn't like to go outside to get his hair cut. He also said that he wanted Zheng Juan to cut his hair for the rest of his life. At first, Zheng Juan's skills could only be said to be barely adequate. After all, before getting married, he often cut Guangming's hair.

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After cutting and cutting, it gradually got better.

"Do you think Dad can figure it out?" The hair dryer whirred, and the hot air flowed, gradually drying the water stains lingering in the hair.

"I can't tell! It's not like you don't know Dad's temper."

"Hey!" Zheng Juan sighed.

Wang Zhong said, "Okay! Don't think so much. You will know whether you want it or not. You will know in a few days."

"It's useless no matter how much we think about it here."

"You can see clearly." Zheng Juan said.

Wang Zhongdao said, "People are rare in the past seventy years. After ten years of being young, ten years of being old and weak, there are only fifty years left. After fifty years, day and night are divided, and there are only twenty-five years left. We are all forty."

, How many good days can there be? A happy day is a day, and an unhappy day is also a day. If you don’t look at it more openly, aren’t you making yourself unhappy?”

"That's what you calculated!" Zheng Juan shook her head. Wang Zhong's hair was almost dry. Zheng Juan unplugged the hair dryer and put it back in the drawer.

"This time I have good intentions and have worked hard every step of the way. How can you reward me?" Wang Zhong immediately stood up, hugged Zheng Juan from behind, and put his hands around Zheng Juan's lower abdomen and chin.

Resting on Zheng Juan's shoulder.

"You are such a big person, why do you still look like a little tail?" Even so, Zheng Juan still couldn't help but raise a smile on her face.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wang Zhong did not answer, and nibbled gently on Zheng Juan's neck, then nibbled on the ear, and then slowly exhaled a breath of hot breath in the ear.

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"I'm talking to you seriously, why do you keep thinking about these things!" Zheng Juan's ears trembled, a wave of itching hit her, her head subconsciously shrank to the side, and she couldn't help but give Wang Zhong a rolling look.

Zheng Juan's ears were the most sensitive part. Seeing Zheng Juan react like this, Wang Zhong smiled even more.

In Wang Zhong's eyes, Zheng Juan, who rolled his eyes, was even more charming, especially the mature intellectual beauty on her body, which fascinated him even more.

"Reconciling yin and yang, blending water and milk, multiplying heirs, in line with the way of heaven, why can't you think about it!" Wang Zhong looked serious.

"That's a lot of nonsense." Zheng Juan couldn't help it, she rolled her eyes at Wang Zhong again, raised her hand and pushed Wang Zhong's chest.

"Wrong truth?" Wang Zhong was still serious, "The matter between men and women is for the purpose of procreating children, how can you say it is wrong?"

As he spoke, he lifted Zheng Juan up in his arms.

"It seems I have to let you take a good look at it to see if it is crooked or not."

Although she is nearly forty, whether it is because of her natural beauty or what, Zheng Juan's skin is still well maintained, white, delicate, smooth and shiny. She also has aerobic exercise and yoga taught by Wang Zhong personally. Although her figure is not as slim as when she was young.

, but she has become extremely soft, no less than those girls who have practiced dancing since childhood.

Zheng Juan's 'old' face was slightly red. Although she was not as shy as when she first got married, her heartbeat still sped up a bit after being teased like this by Wang Zhong, "My parents are still next door!"

"The house I designed myself needs to be well-soundproofed. Besides, there is a living room in the middle."

"Turn off the lights first." Zheng Juan was helpless. It seemed that Wang Zhong was sure of her tonight. She could only raise her hand and pat Wang Zhong and said, but there was some expectation in her heart.

It is said that a woman is like a wolf at thirty and a tiger at forty. Zheng Juan is as old as a wolf and a tiger now.

Wang Zhong did not speak, grinning, but his eyes were always on Zheng Juan. He laid Zheng Juan on the bed and pressed the switch on the bedside. There was a soft snap and the room suddenly fell into darkness.

Before Wang Zhong could react, a pair of jade hands had already wrapped around his neck and pulled him over.

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In Li Suhua's room, Zhou Zhigang was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, but couldn't fall asleep.

Wang Zhong's words kept echoing in his mind, and at the same time, those long-lasting memories also emerged one after another, flashing in Zhou Zhigang's mind like a movie.

The voices and smiles of the children also appeared from time to time. Zhou Zhigang turned over and turned sideways, facing the three children lying between him and Li Suhua. In the dark night, he could only vaguely see the outlines of the children.

But even so, just lying next to the children and sleeping on the same bed with them, Zhou Zhigang felt like he was enveloped in happiness.

I don’t know how long it took, but Zhou Zhigang suddenly sighed in the darkness, as if he was feeling something. “Old woman! Do you think I was really wrong?”

But after waiting for a long time, there was no response. Zhou Zhigang stood up curiously and looked at Li Suhua. Li Suhua still had her back to him.

Then a wry smile appeared on Zhou Zhigang's face. At this hour, Li Suhua had fallen asleep long ago. Unlike him, he had not slept soundly for a day in the past year.

Zhou Zhigang sighed and checked the children's quilts again. He was relieved when he found that the quilts were not kicked. He lay down again and closed his eyes. Not long after, he heard snoring.

The next morning, Zheng Juan got up early in the morning. Her face was rosy and she was in good spirits. Wang Zhong also got up. He held his waist while washing, feeling a little sore.

Zhou Zhigang was sleeping soundly when he suddenly felt like he was breathing heavily, and there seemed to be something pressing on his nose. He soon woke up from his sleep, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a smiling man sitting next to him.

The little tail holding his nose.

The scolding words reached his throat, and he swallowed them again, forcing out a kind smile.

"Why did Little Tail get up so early?" Zhou Zhigang asked kindly.

"Grandpa snores while sleeping!" Little Tails had already let go of Zhou Zhigang's nose, and knelt down next to Zhou Zhigang, saying, "It's like thunder."
To be continued...