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

Zhou Bu was very self-aware. He did not take the child away immediately, but gave himself a few days off.

When Assistant Yin asked him the reason, he didn't say it for the first time.

Special Assistant Yin didn't know what he thought of, but he told Zhou Bu not to worry and that he would take care of everything.

Zhou Bu: ...had no choice but to nod. Actually, he didn’t say anything because he wasn’t mentally prepared yet, and the matter was too long to explain.

Zhou Yu sat on the sofa, looking down at his son who had taken off his suit and was doing something stupid.

Zhou Buzheng was moving towards the small figure step by step.

Zhou Yu finally couldn't stand it anymore: "Is he a bomb? What are you moving?"

Zhou Bu turned a deaf ear and continued to move forward bit by bit.

While asking his father, "What's his name?"

Zhou Yu really couldn't bear it anymore, his time was really precious, but looking at his son's look, he couldn't help but want to tease him.

There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice as he said, "Didn't I tell you? His name is 331."

As soon as Zhou Yu finished speaking, the little figure suddenly spoke up and shouted, "Here!"

Zhou Wei's steps suddenly stopped, and he sat cross-legged on the carpet, with a vein on his forehead twitching.

The child didn't react to their presence at all until his father called out number 331!

This is obviously not a good thing. It can only be said that these are the words he heard the most, which formed this conditioned reflex.

This kind of experiment should not exist in the first place.

If possible, he would buy a few missiles and blow up that laboratory right now!

Zhou Wei sat there, looking at the small figure in silence.

Zhou Yu looked at his son without saying anything. This was the Nth time that his little Pi had paused and remained silent today.

Zhou Bu watched in silence as the child stood up and ran towards a room. The nanny quickly followed. Zhou Bu recognized that the child was the nanny his father had employed for many years.

"Where's that girl? What's her number?" Zhou Bu turned around and looked at his father and asked.

Zhou Yu also frowned as he looked at the child, who was still unsteady on his way to the small room, and replied, "86, she is number 86."

The child seemed to be going to the toilet. He had his own little toilet and his aunt was helping him go to the toilet.

Finally, after going to the toilet, he came back and sat opposite Zhou Wei again, looking at Zhou Wei.

Bai Chuzhan was right, he looked a lot like me, with a somewhat otherworldly look, but he was still young, so he looked more childish and cute.

Just like Zhou Bu when he was a child, with bright eyes, red lips, white teeth and baby fat.

Zhou Bu lowered his head and avoided looking at the child.

"Dad! Let's call him Zhou Ciwan from now on!" Zhou Yu heard him say that.

"What do you mean by saying goodbye?" Zhou Yu asked him while crossing his legs.

Zhou Qi looked outside again and replied, "Morning and evening, night and day, I miss you so much!"

"His father offers his best wishes for him, morning and night, day after day, year after year, praying for him, may he be well!"

Zhou Yu looked at Zhou Qi in surprise, then turned his gaze to the little kid: "This name is not good, it's too heavy. He is still young and can't bear it. Let's change it!"

What is the mumbling about An'an? Who is mumbling? Who is at peace?

He likes grandchildren, but he loves his son more. If it weren't for this accident, he would have had as many grandchildren as he wanted!

But he didn't know that without this child, his son had no plans to have any more.

Zhou Bu shook his head: "No! This name is good, let's use it!"

Zhou Bu noticed that the kid didn't speak, and started to pester Zhou Yu to ask why.

Zhou Yu helplessly told Zhou Qi one by one: "I took him in when he was eight months old. Before, they spoke English in the lab, and maybe other languages. After I came back, I arranged for Sister Li to take care of him and speak Chinese. He may have language confusion, but he will do his best to express what he needs to you."

Zhou didn't understand.

After being taken care of by Mrs. Li for several months, the baby has become very close to her, but is still not dependent enough like a normal baby of this age would be.

Zhou Bu began to learn from Mrs. Li and take care of him personally.

Fortunately, smart people learn things quickly.

Zhou Bu called his name over and over again.

There is no way. If I don’t teach him to change it, maybe his nickname will be 331 in the future.

Zhou Wei took him to eat, sleep and go out to play.

It's actually quite tiring, but I'm also glad that he still has time, instead of being so old and suddenly having a son in his twenties or thirties. That would be a challenge to his heart!

After adapting for a few days and deciding that Sister Li was indeed dispensable to the kid, Zhou Wei took him and Sister Li away from the house.

Zhou Yu personally instructed me that since you want to raise your own son by yourself in the future, then don't bring Sister Li with you.

He didn't even take care of his own son, but now he's worried that his grandson will become alienated from his son if he's taken care of by a nanny.

Zhou Bu was a little touched but also felt it was a little ridiculous.

Raising a child for a hundred years means worrying for ninety-nine years! This sentence is really not just a saying.

With Mrs. Li's instructions and the advice of a professional nanny, Zhou Bu prepared everything, including things that might or might not be used.

He took his children back to his home.

He neither went to his maternal grandparents' house nor to look for his mother.

Because he knew that if he went, they would definitely not agree to let him raise the child by himself. In their eyes, Zhou Bu himself was still a child!

But you should raise your own children yourself!

Zhou Wei has been spending all these days around this little baby.

He learned to make complementary food, put the baby to sleep, dress him, play with him, and teach him to speak.

While reading various parenting books, he asked Assistant Yin to place some things that the baby might need in the lounge in his office.

I have to work at night.

A lot of his time was occupied by this little guy, but Zhou Bu seemed to enjoy it.

Until Zhou Yu came to the door with concern.

What did he see?

His proud son, the famous Master Zhou… wore an apron and sat on the carpet, with the guardrail around him filled with toys…

He was talking to a small baby, patiently saying word by word, "Who am I? Call me daddy! Dad~Dad~"

The child looked at him blankly, and after a long while, he suddenly said in a baby voice: daddy~

That still young face instantly blossomed into a smile as bright as a flower, spreading across the face, as if the corners of the eyes and eyebrows were telling of happiness.

The morning sun shone on the father and son, and the warm yellow sunlight warmed Zhou Yu's whole body.

He stood there motionlessly, looking at his son. Only at this moment did he truly realize that his baby had become a father.

It was a very selfish idea. He would rather not have this child. People love their children more. His child is still young. He hopes that Zhou Bu can be free to do things and enjoy life.

Instead of being tied down by a little life and being restricted in the rest of your life.

But looking at the smile on Zhou Qi's face and the happiness in his eyes and eyebrows, Zhou Yu suddenly felt even more proud.

He is worthy of being his son!

I gladly accepted the sudden heavy responsibility and bravely took on the obligation to educate and protect a person. Once 86 is found, it will be a double responsibility.

Zhou Yu suddenly felt that this was a good idea.

Let him love his children, and I will love my own children in my own way.