It's said that my child still has a father Ch. 40

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Chapter 40040

Zhou Qi dragged his suitcase towards the room. The plastic wheels rolled on the concrete floor, making a rustling sound.

Wang Wang ran to the door, took over the suitcase and asked, "Dad, what's in it?"

"Clothes." Zhou Qi didn't even raise his head and took off the bag in his hand. "The things are really heavy."

He saw that Wangwang had already opened the box and was rummaging around inside, so he directed, "Help Dad put the clothes in the closet."

Wangwang obediently put the clothes in. Zhouqi looked at Su Yuanzhan who was sitting on the edge of the bed and said, "What were you talking about with my son just now? I heard your chattering voices from far away."

Su Yuanzhan pointed at the picture book on the desk and said, "Let's talk about that." He glanced at the person who was secretly looking over here and winked, "We just discussed this children's book."

Zhou Qi did not suspect anything: "Oh, that book was distributed by the kindergarten."

Su Yuanzhan stood up and said, "After we finish packing, let's go have lunch and go to Su Liqun's place in the afternoon."

Zhou's father happened to come over and said to Zhou Qi: "Do you have anything else to do this afternoon? Your mother and I are going to the store to check out the progress of the renovation. Can we give it to you after we have a look?"

Zhou Qi frowned and said, "I really have something to do this afternoon. Why don't you take Wang Wang to the store first? I'll pick him up after class."

"It's too much trouble. Let's take Wangwang with us. Su Liqun will be bored at home alone." Su Yuanzhan suggested, "Wangwang can bring a book to read."

Wangwang grabbed his small schoolbag and stuffed his picture book into it, looking like a little kid ready to follow his dad.

Zhou Qi laughed and nodded, "Well, Wangwang is usually very well behaved, so you have to behave this time too."

It was almost noon, and Zhou's father had already cooked the meal. He told them in advance: "Wait a little longer, there is a soup stewing in the pot, and we will be able to eat soon."

Su Yuanzhan had nothing to do, so he looked around the wardrobe. Half of it was hung with Wangwang's clothes, and the other half was his own clothes, mostly casual, all T-shirts and jeans. There were two small drawers under the wardrobe, slightly open. Su Yuanzhan opened them and saw that one drawer was full of socks and the other drawer was full of underwear. He deliberately took a closer look at the underwear drawer, which was full of normal men's underwear, mostly in black, white and gray, and with monotonous styles. Su Yuanzhan closed the drawer with boredom and continued to look through the pile of socks.

Zhou Qi had just folded the quilt and stuffed it into the top cabinet. When he looked up, he saw Su Yuanzhan rummaging through his socks. He picked up the mothballs nearby and threw them accurately at the back of Su Yuanzhan's dark head, saying speechlessly, "Why are you rummaging through my socks?"

"Original socks." Su Yuanzhan raised his eyebrows, stretched out two fingers, pinched them and shook them in front of his eyes, looking like a beast in human clothing, his wretched nature was exposed, and his good face and indifferent temperament were completely destroyed.

Zhou Qi gritted his teeth and said, "What a low taste." Then he stopped talking to him and continued to tinker with his things.

Seeing that he was embarrassed, Su Yuanzhan said seriously, "The way you fold your socks is very peculiar, quite interesting."

Zhouqi and Wangwang have a lot of socks, so he simply stuffed one pair of socks into the other and turned it over. The pair of socks became plump and shaped like a mushroom, and this way he wouldn't mix up so many pairs of socks.

There was a whole drawer full of mushrooms of all sizes, and Su Yuanzhan just found them novel.

Zhou Qi said casually, "What's so novel about this? It's just a method of folding socks for straight men."

Su Yuanzhan laughed: "It's really unusually straight!"

Wangwang heard a term he didn't understand and asked humbly, "Dad, what is a straight man? A straight man?"

"Um, it means guys who only like the opposite sex." Zhou Qi explained casually, "This kind of people are straight men."

Wangwang asked again: "Are you a straight man?"

Zhou Qi straightened his chest, glanced at Su Yuanzhan, and said with a lack of confidence: "Of course."

"Oh." Wang Wang called it a day and gave Uncle Su a sympathetic look, as if to say, "May you be lucky. My dad doesn't like a stepmother without breasts..."

Su Yuanzhan: “…”

After lunch, Zhou's father and mother drove their electric scooter to the store, while Su Yuanzhan drove Wangwang and Zhouqi to Su Liqun's house.

When the cycle just arrived, Su Liqun was practicing calligraphy with Professor Su at home. It was hard to imagine that the child who seemed to have ADHD could be so quiet, carefully copying the calligraphy stroke by stroke. The old man's calligraphy was gentle and elegant like Yan Zhenqing. Su Liqun was still practicing the most basic calligraphy, and there was no framework to be seen.

When Su Liqun learned that Su Yuanzhan was coming, he immediately put down his pen and boasted, "Uncle, come and see if my handwriting has improved?"

Su Yuanzhan took a closer look and said with a smile: "It is indeed better looking than the previous dog-crawling handwriting, but I still need to practice more."

Su Liqun's face fell, and suddenly he saw Wang Wang behind Su Yuanzhan and shouted, "What a cute little sister!"

Wangwang wore a pink children's shirt today. His hair has grown longer recently, and I haven't had time to take him to get a haircut yet. Looking from a distance, it's hard to tell his gender.

But Wang Wang immediately became unhappy, turned out from behind Su Yuanzhan, pouted and said: "I'm a boy!"

"Boys don't wear pink clothes, only girls like pink." Su Liqun has his own reasons.

Professor Su took off his reading glasses and stopped Su Liqun from continuing: "Whose child is this? He's so cute."

Zhou Qi took Wang Wang's hand and said with a smile, "Professor, this is my son."

Wangwang called out "Grandpa" crisply, and Professor Su responded and quickly asked the aunt at home to bring out the snacks that the child liked.

Su Liqun was obviously curious about Wangwang, and went to his room to take out his private collection of snacks to share with him.

However, Wangwang did not intend to accept the request and was obviously still sulking about the gender issue.

Su Liqun leaned closer to him flatteringly: "Brother, what's your name?"

Wangwang squeezed out two words: "Zhou Wang."

Zhou Qi tried to smooth things over: "Just a little fame."

"Look at your brother. How old are you this year?"

"Four."

Su Liqun compared the heights of the two and said with emotion: "So small, just like a little chicken."

Zhou Qi thought it was funny: "You've also seen the little chicken, so cool."

Wang Wang glared at his father and hated Su Liqun even more. He blurted out, "You are the bastard, the bastard that my grandma put in the cage!"

Su Liqun realized that something was wrong and tried to please him by saying, "Wangwang, do you want ice cream?"

"I won't eat it!" He said in a firm and resolute tone.

"I have raspberry, watermelon, and mango flavored ice cream at home," Su Liqun counted on his fingers. "It's been cold lately, and grandpa doesn't let me eat much."

Wangwang was somewhat tempted, but still did not succumb to the ice cream.

Su Liqun followed the principle of "If one ice cream can't seduce Wang Wang, then two", and hurriedly took out several ice creams from the refrigerator. When Su Liqun actually took out the ice creams, Wang Wang couldn't bear it anymore, and staggered to take a look at them with his peripheral vision.

Zhou Qi looks even funnier. Kids are so funny. They are so endearing when they say one thing and mean another.

Su Yuanzhan seemed to remember something and asked Professor Su who was sitting on the sofa: "Uncle, I remember there was a biology teacher in school who had several children at home, both black and white and yellow, and they fought every day." He saw that Zhou Qi seemed to like children very much. Although two men could not give birth to children, they could adopt them in the future.

Professor Su put away the teacup in his hand and recalled, "You mean Professor Bao? He adopted three children. They were not much different in age, and they were very naughty. The people in the laboratory would close the door when they saw them."

Zhou Qi asked curiously, "You adopted three races?"

Professor Su nodded: "He adopted them when he was a battlefield doctor, and he also delivered a little black baby himself."

"A field doctor?" Zhou Qi recalled his days as a peacekeeping policeman. "He is so brave. When war breaks out, it is really unbearable for a human being."

He had been to the war-torn eastern region, where religious culture prevailed, politics and religion collided, terrorists were rampant, and the people living there lived in fear every day, and their lives could be in danger if they were not careful.

Zhou Qi will always remember that scene: the piercing light of the fire was rubbing against the bright yellow sunset, and the pure white walls of the tall and dignified church were instantly burned black by the scorching light. He was crawling on the ground, with the brown child he had just rescued under him. At that moment, he truly felt the fragility of life and the powerlessness of reality.

In the end, the child died, not in war or by cold weapons, but from a virus that he had brought from his mother's womb. There was a virus called SIR, and even the world's top scientists were helpless against it, and countless lives had been lost to it. Well-known biologists organized laboratories to develop a vaccine, but unfortunately there was no progress. Its molecular sequence was so unique that there was hardly any virus as cunning as it, and it kept changing its arrangement, making it hard to control.

Zhou Qi suddenly recalled things from his past life, and a melancholy look appeared on his face.

Su Yuanzhan immediately noticed something was wrong, put his arm around his shoulders and asked softly, "Why are you suddenly unhappy?"

Zhou Qi rarely refused his approach and replied vaguely: "That doctor is really amazing. I really admire him." He was once that amazing, traveling abroad alone, away from his family. But after that, he accepted the special care of his superiors, acquiesced to the transfer, and dared not go to the war-torn place again. He was really scared, afraid of death.

Su Yuanzhan agreed with him: "Yes, I have to avoid that place when I am on a business trip. Saving my life is important."

Zhou Qi smiled bitterly: "I don't want to set foot there again in my life." He adjusted his thoughts and said, "There's no time to waste. I'll teach Su Liqun Taekwondo later."

Wang Wang's expression had softened by now, and he would occasionally chat with Su Liqun, all for the sake of ice cream.

Zhou Qi took Su Liqun to the gym upstairs to meet his senior, leaving Wang Wang downstairs to watch cartoons with Su Yuanzhan.



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