A sickly child turned into a rich family's only son

The mother and daughter sat on the ground, looking humbly at the superior man, who was dressed in black, a simple black jacket and a pair of black gloves.

At this moment, the man was adjusting his gloves, and a few strands of white hair were faintly visible between his hair, but it did not affect his mysterious temperament and handsome appearance at all.

Zhou Wei finally put on his gloves and asked the mother and daughter condescendingly, "Are you ready?"

The mother and daughter nodded. They had long been fed up with that scumbag who only knew how to commit domestic violence. Now that a lifeline had appeared, of course they had to grab it tightly.

Zhou Qi lowered his head and looked at the little girl. "You won't lie to me, will you? Then you will come to me for revenge when you grow up. I still believe in the saying of cutting the grass at its roots."

The woman's eyes widened in horror and she hugged her daughter.

The girl was not afraid at all. She looked at Zhou Qi with clear eyes and said, "I am very grateful to you. Thank you for saving me and my mother. I know we don't have to worry anymore. Can you give me a contact method? I will be grateful to you in the future."

Zhou Qi smiled, the only smile he had in these days. He reached out and patted the girl on the head, saying with emotion: "You are much younger than my daughter."

Zhou Bu gave the mother and daughter his contact information, and told them to contact him if they encountered any trouble. He also reminded the little girl not to become like her father when she grew up.

When the little girl mentioned that she wanted to be like someone, she showed instinctive disgust.

The mother and daughter watched the man's back as he walked away, and sighed: They must have met a good person. A soft-hearted god suddenly appeared, eradicated the man-eating demon for them, and saved them from suffering.

But they didn't know that their soft-hearted God had just lost his suave father who had always been able to handle everything with ease.

Zhou Qi came to the sanatorium in all black, exhausted. He didn't change his clothes or knock on the door, he just walked straight in.

Ignoring the stunned expressions of everyone in the room, she smiled and called out to the person leaning on the bed, "Auntie, I'm back."

Three months later, Yu Qingjia died in Zhou Qi's arms.

Her health was in a very bad state after the car accident, and it was Zhou Yu's blessing that she could survive until now.

Before dying.

The lady who was once very young and beautiful now has all her hair gray, her face haggard and she can only lean weakly in her son's arms.

Zhou Wei was holding a bowl and feeding his stepmother fruit puree.

Yu Qingjia took a bite and looked at Zhou Qi. She didn't have the strength to speak loudly, so she said in a low voice: "Xiao Pi, be my child in the next life! It's best if it's my biological child."

Zhou Bu hummed, and couldn't help but smile. What Yu Qingjia meant was that it would be best if the child was her biological child, but it didn't matter if not, because Zhou Bu had to be her child anyway.

Zhou Bu fed Yu Qingjia another bite. She was now eating very reluctantly, and only ate a few bites to give Zhou Bu face.

Yu Qingjia added, "Son, you have done nothing wrong to me or your father. Don't be sad. Your father was punished for his lack of self-control when he was young. It has nothing to do with you."

Zhou Bu stopped and wanted to lift the spoon again.

Yu Qingjia continued, "You didn't go to see your father, did you? I heard that funerals are held in the north and south of the city. They don't let you get involved or watch."

Zhou Bu said "hmm", he knew why.

Yu Qingjia swallowed, "They are probably afraid that you will see your dad torn into pieces. You can't handle it psychologically, not as well as them. They are heartless, and you will cry again if you see it."

Zhou Bu smiled with red eyes and tears in his smile. "What do you mean I saw it and I'm going to cry again? Why do you make me look like a crybaby?"

Yu Qingjia looked up at the ceiling and said with emotion: "You are a crybaby. Your eyes can speak. They say that you are in pain! They say that you are crying!"

Zhou Bu finally couldn't help it and his defense was a little broken. He didn't want to cry in front of his aunt at this critical juncture, so he called Chengnan and Chengbei in.

Unexpectedly, because it was Zhou Bu who called, a group of people came in.

Zhou Wei...should I cry or not?

Yu Qingjia saw so many people showing up and said, "Just right! Good thing you came!"

Yu Qingjia leaned in Zhou Qi's arms and said to his two biological sons and daughters-in-law: "All my inheritance will be left to your eldest brother. I like him and I wish he was my son. Don't have any objections."

"As for whether my daughter-in-law has any opinion or not, I don't care."

Then he turned to Chengnan and Chengbei and said, "You two won't be unhappy, will you? I don't care even if you are unhappy. Be good to your eldest brother. I'm afraid that if your father and I die suddenly, he will collapse all of a sudden. You guys should take good care of him."

"Don't forget about him just because you have started a family. Don't cause him trouble and stop him from crying."

Chengnan and Chengbei knelt down immediately, and in front of Yu Qingjia, they choked up and swore to the sky, "Mom, don't worry, we will both protect my eldest brother well throughout our lives."

Yu Qingjia didn't look at them, and kept muttering, "I didn't see how good you two were to your brother. I just saw that your brother has been protecting you two since you were young, and has been protecting you all his life."

Zhou Bu's tears dripped silently, and when no one noticed, they soaked Yu Qingjia's hospital gown like beads that had broken off the string.

Yu Qingjia rarely showed some of her previous liveliness and glared at him, "You still say you're not a crybaby!"

Yu Qingjia stretched out his withered hand and reached for Zhou Qi's head. "My son is obedient! My son has done his best for everyone. Don't feel guilty! You are the best!"

Zhou Bu lowered his head obediently so that she could reach him well. Yu Qingjia continued, "Bury me together with your father! Although he has become pieces and implicated me, I don't despise him, he treats me well!"

Then her hand slid down from Zhou Wei's head, and she didn't know whether she heard Zhou Wei's "hmm".

Zhou Bu hugged the person in his arms and stretched out the bowl in his hand. Chengnan, who was kneeling on the ground, immediately took it.

Feeling the heartbeat of the person in his arms, Zhou Bu blinked blankly, and the tears that had just broken like a thread suddenly stopped.

He said to Chengnan and Chengbei who were kneeling on the ground, "Kowtow to your mother!"

Suddenly, there was a cry of grief, and people from all over the city kowtowed deeply towards the bed with tears on their faces.

Zhou Qi waved his hand and called his daughter over. He looked at Xinyi and said, "Go wash and fix your grandma's hair and makeup! Are you afraid?"

Xinyi reached out her hands and held Zhou Qi's face. "I'm not afraid, Dad. I promised grandma a long time ago that I would send her off. She said I was your eldest daughter, and she was happy for me to do it."

Xinyi added softly, "Dad, grandma told you not to cry."

Zhou Bu blinked, but really didn't cry. He just said "hmm" softly.

Very impressive, he didn't cry throughout the entire funeral.

It makes it difficult for people around you to comfort you.

Until the time came to receive the urn, Zhou Bu did not step forward, after all, there are south and north cities.

Although with Yu Qingjia's advice, Zhou Bu could have completely bypassed them, but he was afraid that Chengnan and Chengbei would regret it. He was also afraid that they would think too much in the future and doubt whether he was not filial enough and that was why he did not satisfy their mother in the end.

The tranquility around him infected many people. The originally chaotic north and south of the city became a little calmer, and their heads were no longer in a mess.