The little fairy who is reborn as a school grass boss

Chapter 442 Chapter 442

It wasn't until Zhou Zihan later took the photos that he realized that the photographer captured the angle of Qin Muzhi's kissing him very well.

In fact, Zhou Zihan could vaguely sense something in his heart.

"You asked Dad to take the child home first, do you want to say that the task has been issued from above? You are leaving again?"

Qin Muzhi secretly sighed in his heart, he really couldn't hide anything from Zhou Zihan.

"Ah."

Zhou Zihan knew that if the future was unstable, they would not be able to enjoy ease in their lives.

"Qin Muzhi." Zhou Zihan knew that even if he said a thousand words now, he just wanted to ask for a psychological factor.

She raised her neck to look at him, how dangerous the future was, he and she both knew each other.

"You are my husband and the father of my child, but please rest assured that I will not be your burden." Zhou Zihan paused and continued: "You know, more than anyone else, I hope you can return safely .”

"Xiaohan."

The sun in midsummer seems to have set off a thousand layers of waves, adding a bit of tragic color to this peaceful field.

"I know I've said many times I'm sorry, but there's never been a moment like this—" Qin Muzhi held Zhou Zihan tightly in his arms, "Because, I don't know where the return date is."

So there is no way to promise you a colorful future like before.

"As we said, no one is allowed to say sorry." Zhou Zihan lay on Qin Muzhi's shoulder, she said sullenly.

"Since you feel sorry for me, we don't want to share the housework equally in the future, and you will do it alone." Zhou Zihan said deliberately.

As long as I can come back safely, the housework doesn't matter.

"it is good."

This is the only promise Qin Muzhi can afford to Zhou Zihan.

Qin Muzhi's eyes were burning, he supported Zhou Zihan's thin back, and couldn't help sticking to that piece of warmth.

There are not many clothes in summer.

Qin Muzhi suddenly felt that forbearance was so difficult.

Zhou Zihan closed her eyes, now that she is a mother, she is no longer that innocent little girl.

She understood that Qin Muzhi was hopeless when he came back that night.

A few blushes rose suddenly on the pretty face, and as the lips and teeth grind together, the temperature increased.

The crying of the child in his arms made Qin Muzhi regain his sanity.

"Xiaohan."

The man's hoarse voice made Zhou Zihan a little fascinated.

Actually she.
And so ke-looked at him.

"I'll go back and see what ingredients I can make at home." Zhou Zihan said in a panic.

When the two let go of each other, they looked at each other and smiled.

It's not a bad thing if the fire is extinguished at just the right time.

After confirming that there was nothing to eat at home, Zhou Zihan was going to go to the supermarket to buy some food for Qin Muzhi.

Probably because they haven't been to the supermarket for a long time, they purchased a lot of ingredients and returned home with a full load.

"Let me do it." Zhou Zihan didn't agree with the man's proposal, she shook her head and said, "You still have to take the train in two days, let me do it!"

The man didn't speak, he automatically walked around behind Zhou Zihan, watched her seasoning on the chopping board, and scraped off the fish scales himself.

When Zhou Zihan was lighting up the stove, Qin Muzhi had already prepared all the follow-up work.

"It's all about me, I'll do it." Zhou Zihan scolded.

"The fish didn't go into the pot, Madam did it herself." The man didn't seem to be helping, he folded his arms and smiled playfully.

Zhou Zihan was afraid that Qin Muzhi would be affected by the smell of oily smoke from the kitchen, so he said to him, "Go out and see if you woke up the child?"

He would rather see her than the child.

Busy, not busy, just thinking that time is standing still at this moment, and after a moment of distraction, Qin Muzhi returned to the bedroom.

Qin Zhizhou was stretching out his small fleshy hand to scratch himself, Qin Muzhi hugged Qin Zhizhou, Qin Zhizhou felt a little uncomfortable in Qin Muzhi's arms, his eyes were teary, he seemed a little pitiful.

After Zhou Zihan finished cooking pickled fish, he ordered some noodles, which was enough for just the two of her and Qin Muzhi.

The kitchen is full of fragrance.

Zhou Zihan started to put the freshly bought crabs and shrimps on the prepared base material again, and then sewed the top with a large jar, so that Qin Muzhi could still eat marinated seafood when he was in the frontier.

"Oh, little Zhou Zhou." Qin Muzhi hugged Qin Zhizhou, shaking his little arm, "Smell the rice cooked by my mother, is it delicious?"

Qin Muzhi turned his body sideways, and let Zhou Zihan, who was carrying the dishes, go out from the kitchen.

"Come on, let's tell mom that mom has worked hard."

Zhou Zihan put down the plate, and smiled at Qin Muzhi angrily, never thought that a man is quite childish in front of children.

"Xiaohan." Qin Muzhi looked at Zhou Zihan busy, and felt a little embarrassed himself.

The child's problem can only be discussed after he returns from the frontier.

However, Qin Zhizhou didn't know who to follow, and soon left a piece of wetness in Qin Muzhi's arms.

Zhou Zihan sighed, and said to Qin Muzhi, "You'd better go wash it first."

Fortunately, it was summer, and about half an hour later, the man sat on the bench in the living room refreshingly.

Zhou Zihan was going to wash the children's and Qin Muzhi's clothes and change the quilt.

Qin Muzhi hugged her from behind, "Xiaohan, eat first, and do it after dinner."

"Don't disturb the child."

While he was taking a bath, she made Qin Muzhi, a little rascal, eat well, and managed to coax him to sleep. She definitely didn't want Qin Muzhi to wake up her son.

"Yeah." Qin Muzhi's voice was soft, and his chin rested on Zhou Zihan's shoulder, "The noodles are lumpy, and the dishes are cold. If you don't eat any more, you'll be in vain."

With one hand tightly wrapped around her waist, Zhou Zihan's ears were red, "Let go of your hand, I'll just eat."

Only then did Qin Muzhi let her go, he carefully removed the fishbone for her, and then clamped it in her face.

"Didn't Shen Qinghuan also say that you should eat more at this time." Qin Muzhi muttered.

The noodles in the bowl were really lumpy, Zhou Zihan watched Qin Muzhi eat with relish, got up to take a glass of water, and handed it to him: "Eat slowly."

Although the farewell dinner was not very sumptuous, it was indeed delicious to Qin Muzhi.

After eating, Qin Muzhi went to wash the dishes and Zhou Zihan went to do the laundry.

After all, it is the man who is faster, the women in confinement are resting, but his Xiaohan is busy all the time.

"Let me do it." With guilt in his heart, the man hugged Zhou Zihan to the bed, "You watch the child, I'll do the laundry."

Zhou Zihan didn't know that Qin Muzhi's mental activities were so rich, and she still had the foam left from washing clothes on her hands.

It really can't keep up with the man's swiftness.

The little Qin Zhizhou was sleeping soundly. It seemed that tomorrow she should go to the carpenter's place to make a cradle, so that it would be convenient to take care of the child.

After Qin Muzhi finished washing his clothes, he confirmed his luggage again.

When I counted, I saw a few extra pickled cans inside, which said: When you arrive at the border in a few days, you can share them with your colleagues.

His Xiaohan always brings him infinite surprises.

He didn't even tell her that he likes to eat seafood such as crabs and shrimps, but she didn't know when she remembered these habits of his in her heart.

The man tiptoed to the bed, Zhou Zihan turned sideways and made a booing motion at him.

"Go to bed early." Zhou Zihan silently lip-synced to him.

Zhou Zihan looked at Qin Zhizhou not far away, afraid that he would wake up halfway.

"It's very late." She whispered, "You have to catch the train early in the morning, so you should go to bed early!"

"Xiaohan." Qin Muzhi seemed to have planned to stay up all night, he shook his head, and said to Zhou Zihan, "Tonight, I want to let it go."

Words like indulgence, coming from a serious person like Qin Muzhi, always feel a little weird.

Zhou Zihan bit his lip and nodded in response to Qin Muzhi's proposal.

She used a long wooden board to prop against the outside of the bed, and placed Qin Zhizhou in the newly built small world.

Considering that Qin Zhizhou would not fall off even if he turned over, he followed Qin Muzhi out of the house.

"Where are you taking me?"

Most of the old hutongs in Rongcheng are composed of courtyards.

In hot summer, there are many old gentlemen and old ladies, carrying cattail fans and horseshoes, sitting around the round table under the kerosene lamp and playing cards.

Zhou Zihan had lived in this house a few times before, and some old ladies who had won cards, saw Zhou Zihan and a taller man coming over, and said hello: "Xiao Zhou, this is your guy—— "

"Hey." The little girl nodded, responding crisply.

"Mrs. Li won again today?"

The old lady whose name was called sniffed at Zhou Zihan, "Ah, Zihan, is your family stewing fish today?"

People in the old alleys like to eat stewed fish, with occasional crab and shrimp.

As time passed, Qin Muzhi followed suit.

"Today we made a fish with pickled cabbage." Zhou Zihan lowered the corners of his lips: "There are still a lot left at home. If you don't mind the fish being cold, I'll bring it to you home."

Mrs. Li put down the cards in her hand and smiled cheerfully: "You girl. It's rare for my man to come back, so I'm not ready to chat with him yet!"

"Then we won't bother you." Zhou Zihan pulled the silent Qin Muzhi, turned to the old lady playing cards and said, "Then tomorrow, I'll bring you the fish meat."

"Okay." Mrs. Li replied.

When he got out of the alley, Zhou Zihan explained to him: "This Mrs. Li who lives in the alley, her husband is a clay figurine craftsman. She usually helps me when I come to live here."

Seeing how naturally Zhou Zihan got along with the neighbors in his new home, Qin Muzhi was actually quite relieved in his heart.

The old alley goes around from the east entrance, which is the old man's tower.

The starry sky was shining in the summer night, Qin Muzhi took Zhou Zihan's hand, stood in front of the smallest pagoda in Rongcheng, and made a wish devoutly.

He hoped that she could be as happy as he was when he was not around.

Zhou Zihan hoped that he could be outside and be safe and sound.

Xia Chan on a few old trees was shouting softly, Zhou Zihan felt ashamed of himself when he thought that Qin Muzhi dragged him here to pray for blessings, and he was still thinking about those messy things in his head.

The tower in front of her was less than 15 meters high, and Qin Muzhi suddenly asked her, "Do you still remember old man Wan Song?"

Zhou Zihan nodded, thinking of the old man at the end of the Jin Dynasty and the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty
Qin Muzhi then explained the background of this tower to Zhou Zihan. After all, life always has a beautiful sustenance.

On the way back, most of the card players in the alley went back to sleep.

Qin Muzhi stopped in front of the stone bench, and said to Zhou Zihan calmly, "I thought I would never see you again—"

At that time, when Qin Muzhi received the secret report and hurried away, he couldn't maintain stability at all.

Zhou Zihan listened quietly to Qin Muzhi's description of those thrilling encounters.

She is worried about the stability of China now because of the thousands of people like Qin Muzhi stationed in the west.

"Wood." Zhou Zihan opened his arms and threw himself into Qin Muzhi's reward. She could only comfort him in this way: "It's good that you can come back."

able to come back alive.

To be able to come back alive and intact with no missing parts.

It is a blessing bestowed by God.

"Fool." No one knows what will happen tomorrow, Qin Muzhi stood under the moonlight, kissing Zhou Zihan's smooth forehead, "It's my fault, I shouldn't talk about such a heavy topic."

His little woman, his Xiaohan, seems to be made of water.

"Don't talk about that." Qin Muzhi wiped away Zhou Zihan's tears with his thumb, and held Zhou Zihan's face in his hands: "Let's talk about other topics."

Qin Muzhi didn't dare to tell Zhou Zihan that he signed the life-death contract early.

He was betting that if they could come back alive, they would live in peace and security for the rest of their lives.

"What shall we say?"

Zhou Zihan's eyes were red and swollen like peaches.

I just hate myself for not being able to fight for my breath earlier and not being able to go with me.

Now that I have a child, I can't be selfish enough to ignore the child.

"Talk about it—" the man stroked his chin thoughtfully, "Why don't you just talk about it, since when did you fall in love with me?"

Qin Muzhi wanted to know more than anyone how Zhou Zihan fell in love with him.

".That's..." Zhou Zihan blushed, "It's that after coming to Rongcheng, I often miss you.

Feeling it myself, and listening to her in person, this feeling must be different.

Qin Mu couldn't find his own words for a while, so he could only hold Zhou Zihan tightly in his arms.

"Then what about you—" the little woman's voice was soft and soft, "When did you fall in love with me?"

"After you were with Jiang Silu, I felt very uncomfortable. In addition, Lao Lu woke me up later."

Habits are a terrible thing.

When you are used to a person being around you all day long, when you are used to this person being good to you wholeheartedly, when you are used to not being able to be yourself without his tenderness, love takes root at that moment.

After opening their hearts, the relationship between the two people became more deeply rooted.

Qin Muzhi will be leaving soon.

When Zhou Zihan returned home, although Qin Zhizhou was in a different position than when he left, he did not fall out of bed anyway.

She chatted with Qin Muzhi a lot, until dawn, the man was ready to go.

"I'll see you off." Zhou Zihan jumped off the bed, she said to Qin Mu.

"Don't send it."

For Qin Muzhi, having a long conversation overnight is enough.

"Wait a while, the child will wake up." Qin Muzhi shook his head, he was carrying the suitcase: "Wait a while, if I don't see my mother, I will be very sad."

So Xiaohan.

Do not send.

If you send me, I'm afraid I'll stay.

Qin Muzhi insisted not to let Zhou Zihan see him off, so she stayed at home and watched him go out.

Later, Zhou Zihan became a primary school Chinese teacher in the frontier.

In an interview with a reporter, she once dictated: "That day, the sky was actually not bright. I looked at Mu Mu's back, and thought about going to the frontier with him regardless of the child.

Later, I seemed to gradually understand belatedly that he seemed to have calculated everything to the exact point, and deliberately used the child to hold me back. "

After Qin Muzhi left, Zhou Zihan cried silently for a long time.

"Zihan." Until Mrs. Li yelled outside the door: "It was agreed yesterday that I'll get pickled fish."

Zhou Zihan closed her eyes, and she leaned her neck back, trying to pour back those tears.

"Here we come." Zhou Zihan responded to Mrs. Li.

Qin Zhizhou was also stretching at this time, laying down on the crib, moaning and wanting to drink milk.

"I'm not in a hurry." Mrs. Li thought they were newlyweds, and the couple were working on something, so she responded outside: "Didn't you just have breakfast, so I stopped by to get some fish."

After Zhou Zihan fed the child and tidied herself up, she opened the door.

Mrs. Li passed the oil fruit and soy milk to Zhou Zihan.

It's the so-called courteous reciprocity.

Zhou Zihan invited her to eat fish, and Mrs. Li invited Zhou Zihan to eat breakfast.

"I was so busy looking at your family yesterday that I forgot to ask, the last time I saw you were still twins, will the baby be a boy or a girl?"

Zhou Zihan took the breakfast: "Why don't you take a look?"

"Yo." Mrs. Li looked at the moody little baby on the bed, "I still have a handle."

"Did you name the baby?"

"got it."

"Qin Zhizhou."

Zhou Zihan thought to himself that Qin Muzhi had only left today, but he started to miss him unbelievably.

"This name, it looks like it was given by the child's father!?"

Zhou Zihan's man is from the National University of Science and Technology, which is not new news in the alley.

"Yesterday, the first time I saw your guy, I felt that the young man is solid and treats you sincerely." Mrs. Li teased the child, and said, "The child is like his father."

With Mrs. Li at home to accompany her to relieve boredom, Zhou Zihan didn't feel lonely.

"Look—" Mrs. Li glanced at her watch, apologetic, "Every time I see you, I always forget the time."

She signaled Zhou Zihan to have dinner first, and it would be good for her to accompany Qin Zhizhou.

"You sit down and eat together."

"I've eaten."

Zhou Zihan felt warm in his heart after hearing Mrs. Li's words.

This casual sentence is too much to eat, and it just reflects from the side that Mrs. Li bought this breakfast from a small vendor.

Zhou Zihan insisted that she would never disappoint Mrs. Li's wishes.

Zhou Zihan took a bite of the crispy oil fruit.

When northerners are used to eating oily fruits, soak them in soy milk. The main reason is that they can suppress the greasy feeling.

Zhou Zihan's appetite was not much, and the breakfast brought by Mrs. Li was actually enough for Qin Muzhi and Zhou Zihan as adults.

However, he never thought that Qin Muzhi would leave today.

After eating, Zhou Zihan brought over yesterday's sauerkraut fish.

Fortunately, the summer is not too hot, and the dishes haven't spoiled yet.

"Girl, if you have this skill, you might as well open a small restaurant at the entrance of the alley. I'm sure you'll make a lot of money."

"Mrs. Li." Zhou Zihan hissed immediately: "Walls have ears, such big words would be embarrassing to others, have you forgotten?"

"Look." Mrs. Li freed up a hand, and she patted her mouth, "Thanks to having you by my side, I can always be alert."

Zhou Zihan put the fish in, and Mrs. Li took the lunch box, and it smelled delicious.

"Go back, I want to show off to my family." Speaking of Mr. Li's cooking skills, he can surpass the chef.

While talking, Mr. Li, the legendary Mr. Li in the old alley, came to Zhou Zihan's house on crutches.

"I thought you'd come here."

As soon as Mr. Li finished speaking, Mrs. Li raised the lunch box in her hand and said to Mr. Li, "The pickled fish cooked by Zihan must be better than yours."

"Yes yes yes." Mr. Li looked at Mrs. Li with pampering eyes.

While talking, Mr. Li took the lunch box from Mrs. Li's hand, "Zihan is also busy taking care of the children here."

Zhou Zihan also didn't see Mr. Li for several days.

"Have you seen the two cubs Zihan gave birth to? They look very different from each other."

Old Mr. Li also glanced at him, knowing that when his woman gets older, she will inevitably be lonely and want children.

It's a pity that time flies, at their age, if they want to have any children, it is obviously impossible.

"Pretty." Mr. Li didn't say much, but every sentence was in compliance with Mrs. Li's meaning, "Sui Zihan."

"You." Mrs. Li shook her head. She said, "It means that Zihan has a good temper. I didn't think you were perfunctory. Try another person?"

Mr. Li nodded. Since he was young, his wife has been whatever she says.

Mr. Li pursed his lips: "Today, the old seven sent you the Kunqu opera you like, why don't you—"

"Really?" Mrs. Li was delighted.

In addition to playing cards, she also loves to listen to operas. It is said that during the Qing Dynasty, her ancestors were able to sing because of her ability to sing.

"Then Zihan, we won't bother you."

Zhou Zihan watched their affectionate backs, and wondered substitutingly: Will she and Qin Muzhi be like this when they grow old?

The little guy Qin Zhizhou slept peacefully on the bed after eating the milk.

Zhou Zihan simply tidied up the dining table, and the clothes the man washed last night were hanging outside the house, imagining the scene of Qin Muzhi on the train.

Life must go on.

The procedures for applying to drop out of school have already been completed. After Zhou Zihan entrusted the child to Liu Min, he went to the school to deal with the final tail.

Liu Min knew Zhou Zihan's difficulties. If it wasn't for the wood, this girl could have a brighter future.

After Zhou Zihan finished the formalities, Shen Qinghuan came to pick her up.

Seeing that Zhou Zihan's recovery period was much faster than he imagined, Shen Qinghuan was somewhat relieved.

The two met several male students on campus who were talking impassionedly about the west side: "We have endured it for so long, and finally started!"

(End of this chapter)