That day, Chen Youyou eventually drank the cup of coffee, indicating he had forgiven Zhan Weiyang. What made Zhan Weiyang even happier was that the System hadn’t deducted any points from him in the past few days. There were even two nights when it didn’t speak to him at all. Zhan Weiyang fervently hoped that the System had forgotten about him and would never remember him again.
However, for Zhan Weiyang, nothing could compare with the happiness that Zhan Pengcheng brought him when he returned from his business trip.
Zhan Pengcheng returned the day before the National Day11st October PRC National Day. Zhan Weiyang had already had his dinner that day and had just returned upstairs when he heard a noise coming from downstairs. He stretched his head out the window of his room to look and was just in time to see Zhan Pengcheng walking through the first-floor door with a suitcase in his hand.
“Dad!” Zhan Weiyang couldn’t help shouting, then turned around and ran outside. He hurried through the corridor, his slippers clattering on the stairs and ran all the way down. He came to the living room, panting slightly, and saw that Zhan Pengcheng was talking to his grandma.
Zhan Pengcheng put the box at his feet, walked over, hugged Zhan Weiyang hard, patted his back with the palm of his hand, and called, “Son!”
Zhan Weiyang showed a happy smile.
Zhan Pengcheng quickly let go of him and turned around to continue talking to Grandma. Zhan Weiyang stood aside and listened for a while, and listened to him talking about business matters.
At this time, Pei Qing came down from the second floor, saw Zhan Pengcheng, and called out, “Uncle, are you back?”
Zhan Pengcheng raised his head and greeted Pei Qing with a smile, “Pei Qing, you have worked hard to take care of the family this month while I was away.”
Pei Qing said, “It’s not hard for me. You’re the one working hard out there.”
Zhan Pengcheng still wanted to say something, but Auntie Luo came out of the kitchen and walked towards the dining room with a bowl in hand. As she walked, she said, “Come and eat the noodles first. After you finish, let’s talk slowly.”
Zhan Pengcheng had rushed straight back after getting off the plane and hadn’t had time to eat dinner yet, so he only asked Auntie Luo to cook a bowl of noodles for him.
He went to the dining room to sit down and eat noodles. No one else returned to the room, so they went to the dining room to sit with him.
While eating, Zhan Pengcheng asked his grandma, “Mom, are you feeling well?”
Grandma folded her arms, stuffed them into her sleeves, and said, “I’m very good.”
Zhan Pengcheng then asked Zhan Weiyang, “Have you had any exams recently?”
Zhan Weiyang shook his head.
Zhan Pengcheng smiled, looked up at Pei Qing, and asked, “Did he behave himself and study?”
Pei Qing said, “Yes, he is very good every day.”
Zhan Pengcheng smiled and said, “Don’t hide it from me for him. I know that he sometimes spreads the book on the table and doesn’t read it seriously at all.”
Zhan Weiyang was sitting next to him. Hearing Zhan Pengcheng’s words, he did not refute but smiled sheepishly.
Pei Qing lowered his head slightly, smiled softly, and said, “No, he’s really well-behaved.”
Zhan Weiyang’s eyes darted quickly to Pei Qing, stealing a swift glance. His mouth curved into a slight smile before he immediately looked away again.
After Zhan Pengcheng finished dinner, Auntie Luo cleaned up and washed the dishes, and Grandma went back to her room to rest. Pei Qing helped Zhan Pengcheng carry the box to the door of his room on the second floor and said, “I’m going back to my room first. Uncle, please rest early.”
Zhan Pengcheng thanked him, opened the door and pushed the box in.
Zhan Weiyang followed Zhan Pengcheng, and Pei Qing passed by him when he left. He hooked Pei Qing’s hand with his fingers.
Pei Qing paused, patted him on the shoulder and said, “Keep your uncle company and chat with him for a while.”
Zhan Weiyang looked at him and nodded.
Zhan Pengcheng squatted on the ground and sorted the box. Most of the box contained his clothes. There were a few pieces that he had not washed after wearing them two or three times. He took them out and threw them on the ground.
Zhan Weiyang walked over and squatted beside him to accompany him quietly.
Zhan Pengcheng turned his head, looked at Zhan Weiyang and smiled. There were deep wrinkles on the corners of his eyebrows and eyes. These wrinkles would fade slightly when he didn’t smile, but the wrinkles between his eyebrows would not disappear.
He also had a hard time these past few years.
Zhan Weiyang’s gaze fell on Zhan Pengcheng’s face.
Zhan Pengcheng dug out a paper bag from the box, took out a black baseball cap, and raised his hand. He then put it on Zhan Weiyang’s head and said, “Dad bought you a gift. Do you like it?”
Zhan Weiyang raised his hands to hold the brim of his hat, turned it left and right on his head, and said, “I like it.”
Growing up, Zhan Pengcheng would buy gifts for Zhan Weiyang whenever he went on a business trip. It was easier when Zhan Weiyang was a child—remote-controlled cars, Iron Man figures, and the like. Now that Zhan Weiyang was growing up, Zhan Pengcheng found it harder to decide what to buy each time. Last time, he bought Zhan Weiyang a pair of sneakers worth over a thousand yuan; this time, he bought a baseball cap.
But no matter what gift he bought, Zhan Weiyang would always say, ‘I like it’ with bright eyes.
Zhan Pengcheng couldn’t help but raise his hand, held Zhan Weiyang’s head in his arms, shook it, and said, “Good son.”
He would ask Zhan Weiyang if he had studied well, but he didn’t really ask him if he had learnt well. He knew that Zhan Weiyang’s grades were not good and there was nothing he could do to improve them. All he hoped for was that Zhan Weiyang could live a happy life, and that was enough for him.
When Zhan Pengcheng let go of Zhan Weiyang, the hat on Zhan Weiyang’s head was already crooked.
Zhan Weiyang took off his hat, put it back on, and said with a smile, “Thank you, Dad.”
Zhan Pengcheng picked up all the clothes thrown on the floor and threw them into the dirty clothes basket in his bathroom, waiting for Auntie Luo to take them to be washed tomorrow.
When he turned his head from the bathroom to look outside, he saw Zhan Weiyang standing in front of the mirror, trying on the hat. He smiled and said, “Dad’s going to take a shower in a bit. You go back to your room and have some fun.”
Zhan Weiyang quickly looked back at him.
He added, “Tomorrow, Xu Song is coming over to play. He’s coming back with your brother. You must not fight and make sure to get along well with your younger brother, okay?”
Zhan Weiyang said, “Oh.”
Zhan Pengcheng waved to him, “Go ahead.”
Zhan Weiyang came out of Zhan Pengcheng’s room and raised his hand to close the door for him. When walking towards his room, he passed Pei Qing’s door. He couldn’t help but walk over and knock on the door.
He heard Pei Qing say, “Please come in.”
Zhan Weiyang opened the door and went in. He saw Pei Qing sitting on the edge of the bed, with one leg bent on the bed and the other leg on the edge of the bed. He was holding a mobile phone in his hand as if he was sending a message to someone.
Pei Qing glanced at him, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but still looked back at the phone screen and asked casually, “What’s wrong?”
Zhan Weiyang approached Pei Qing and said, “Qing ge, look at my new hat.”
Pei Qing smiled and said, “It’s very nice.”
Zhan Weiyang felt that Pei Qing was perfunctory with him, so he squatted by the bed and looked up at him, saying, “Look at me first.”
Pei Qing finally put his phone aside, his gaze falling on Zhan Weiyang’s face. He said, “I saw yours, it’s really nice.” After speaking, he reached out, lifted Zhan Weiyang’s hat, and then put it back down.
Zhan Weiyang stood up happily, took off his shoes, and climbed onto the bed from Pei Qing’s side. He jumped over Pei Qing to the other side and sat down against his own pillow and quilt.
Pei Qing bent his fingers, tapped twice on the screen of his phone, and said to Zhan Weiyang in a serious tone, “Yangyang, you can’t sleep with me today.”
Zhan Weiyang originally took his mobile phone out of his pocket. He wanted to take a photo of the hat and send it to Chen Youyou. Suddenly he heard Pei Qing’s words and looked at him blankly, “Why?”
Notes:
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