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

On Zhou Bu's way back, it was eerily quiet all the way, and his cell phone didn't make any sound.

They all knew the child well and did not bombard him with phone calls, trying to force comfort or explanations.

They all knew their child well and knew that doing so would only cause resentment among the children around them, so it would be better to let him be alone.

Zhou wanted to smoke a cigarette, which was unusual for him, so he asked the driver for one.

As for him, he has no habit of smoking. He attaches great importance to his physical health and has developed good living habits.

After finishing a cigarette, the driver tactfully handed the cigarette box to Zhou Qi, who did not refuse.

But when he got home, he lit another one.

He held the cigarette for a long time without moving, and the driver did not dare to urge him, until the cigarette was burned out.

Before getting off the car, Zhou Qi returned the cigarette box to the driver. The driver looked at Zhou Qi carefully, then reached out to take it.

When I got home, the house was unusually and eerily quiet.

Aunt Zhang was waiting for him at the door and said that the master and the mistress were waiting for him in the main room. Zhou Qi nodded to show that he understood, and Aunt Zhang quickly disappeared from Zhou Qi's sight.

Zhou Bu walked to the main room exhausted. To be honest, he was not in the mood to deal with anyone.

Ji Xingyao and the children could see clearly from upstairs that his back was not as straight as before.

The guy who ran out to play excitedly on the grassland every day, full of energy and spirit like a wild beast, is completely different from who he is now.

Ji Xingyao didn't know what was going on, he just knew that he didn't look like he was in the mood to eat lunch.

Zhou Bu walked into the main room. The glass in the main room was very large, almost half floor-to-ceiling. So when he walked over, he saw his aunt who was writing and his father who was sitting there drinking tea.

It was obvious that Zhou Yu was waiting for him specifically, otherwise his grandfather had just passed away and there were a lot of things to deal with. He should be in a meeting now instead of leisurely drinking tea here.

Zhou Bu walked in and stood there without saying anything.

He hoped his father would be able to see that he was tired and make it short, or better yet, not say anything.

Zhou Yu really lived up to everyone's expectations...he talked a lot.

Seeing him come in, Zhou Yu put down the teacup he had just picked up, and Yu Qingjia also slowly put down his writing hand.

Zhou Wei saw the two of them staring at him, neither of them saying anything, which was a bit weird.

"What? Are you going to interrogate me?"

Zhou Yu was not happy with his attitude, but he didn't say anything.

"Your mother and your grandfather called me together. What happened?"

Zhou Bu looked at the ceiling, the tiles, the trees, and the flowers, but not at Zhou Yu, making it clear that he didn't want to answer.

Zhou Yu asked a lot of questions, but seeing that he really didn't say a word, he didn't force him.

He just sighed and said, "Forget it, go and rest first!"

Seeing the look on his son's face, he really couldn't bear to question him at this time.

Besides, it was impossible for Cong Ling to have any serious business, and he also encouraged the old couple to call him.

You can tell from his son’s expression that he must have made Xiao Pi angry again.

Zhou Yu felt so annoyed, but he still had to do the face-saving work. He couldn't fail to give face to his ex-father-in-law.

He went back home and asked the child symbolically, but the child didn't want to talk. What could he do?

When Zhou Bu turned around to go out, his aunt suddenly called him.

"Little Pi."

Zhou Bu turned his head to look at his aunt.

She is not young anymore, and her immortal wandering temperament has faded a little in recent years, turning into a leisurely temperament.

However, time never defeats beauty, and she remains pretty and dignified.

Yu Qingjia walked in front of Zhou Qi. She looked at her proud child, who was full of vigor and vitality, but now he seemed like a trapped beast in a net.

There is fatigue in the eyes.

She shouldn't have said this, but she just wanted to say it. She has been willful all her life and this kind of thing doesn't matter.

She looked up at Zhou Wei and said to him seriously: "Xiao Pi, if you don't like seeing her, we won't go to see her in the future."

They all knew who this "she" was referring to.

Zhou Bu was a little surprised, but still said "hmm".

Yu Qingjia continued, "You don't have to be a filial child and force yourself to do things you don't like. If we don't like it, we can avoid it."

"You don't have to be perfect in everything. Even if you're not perfect, your father is still alive, so I'm still of some use."

"You are not perfect, but you are still my child."

Zhou Yu originally agreed, but after hearing this, he wanted to interrupt and say that it was my child, mine! You two really have no blood relationship!

Fortunately, he still had basic emotional intelligence and did not interrupt.

At this point, Yu Qingjia seemed a little angry.

His tone became a little aggressive, "You don't have to feel like you owe her anything. She should do anything for you. She gave birth to you without your consent. Besides, she didn't do anything good at all, except giving birth to you."

"My son is great! He's the best! She did a bad job, and she deserves that her son is closer to me."

Zhou Yu began to become cautious, he knew that Yu Qingjia had been unhappy with Qi Congling for a long time.

Everyone said that they would never hold parent-teacher meetings for Zhou Bu, so Yu Qingjia insisted on attending every one of Zhou Bu's parent-teacher meetings.

Everyone said that since Zhou Bu Ling brought Shang Jing to teach him, Yu Qingjia deliberately gave the flower base to Zhou Bu, and said that he had been learning management from her since he was a child.

Everyone talked about how good Bu Congling was to his stepson, how domineering she, as a stepmother, was when Shang Jing got married.

Yu Qingjia quietly gave all the antique calligraphy and paintings passed down from his family to Xiao Pi.

Yu Qingjia's family is a family that has been passing down poetry and literature. Her grandfather and father are both contemporary masters of calligraphy and painting.

There are only a few authentic ones.

Until the Xin Bo incident happened.

Zhou didn't listen seriously to Xin Bo's complaints, as he couldn't speak clearly at that time.

Zhou Bu, who had been smiling after listening to what was said, squatted there and looked at Xin Bo, as if he had forgotten everything after he had finished complaining, and started playing happily again.

Zhou Bu smiled and then stopped smiling and looked at his child seriously.

He has no expression on his face, just like a lion that has been caught in the rain. One can tell at a glance that he is unhappy.

Zhou Yu and Yu Qingjia saw it clearly from the second floor.

Yu Qingjia threw things on the spot and immediately went to find Bu Congling to settle the score.

After knowing each other for so many years, Zhou Yu realized for the first time that she could be so mean and curse without using any dirty words.

Yu Qingjia also blamed Zhou Yu for stopping her, saying, "Your child was bullied, but you didn't care. You don't act like a father."

Zhou Yu asked her, what can you do if you go there, you have never quarreled with anyone in your life.

Yu Qingjia confidently told him, "I'll buy a ton of toys and smash Bu Congling to death."

From then on, Yu Qingjia took the initiative to reduce the time he spent on copying scriptures and playing with incense, and began to take the initiative to take care of Xin Bai.

Zhou Yu heard Yu Qingjia secretly teaching Xin Bai and told him to beat the girl until she cried next time.

Fortunately, Zhou Yu heard it and immediately called back a few teachers.

Yu Qingjia also scolded Zhou Yu, saying that it was because you and mom taught Xiao Pi too well that he was bullied. If he was a little more unscrupulous like those two idiots in the south and north of the city, he would not have suffered like this.