That night, everyone sat at a table. As the last dish of braised pork was served, Zhou Xin and Zhou Bingyi coaxed Zhou's father to say a few words first, and Zhou's father didn't refuse, picked up the wine glass and said:

"This first cup of wine, we respect the great man."

Everyone stood up together, raised their glasses to the portrait of the great man hanging on the wall, and drank together.

Then Zhou Xin filled everyone with wine, and Zhou's father continued:

"Today is the first time that our Zhou family has sat down to eat together since the Spring Festival in 69, and our family has now added a lot of people in recent years, and Juan'er has also added incense to our Zhou family, I am really happy, I will have a drink here."

Father Zhou drank the wine in the cup in one sip, then poured another glass, and then said to Zhou Bingyi:

"Bingyi, you and Bingkun are almost married together, and now your brother is about to have a second child, you have to hurry up."

Zhou Bingyi looked at Hao Dongmei after hearing it, only to see that her face turned pale and then lowered her head, Zhou Bingyi put his hand down from the table and pinched Dongmei's hand to comfort him, the expression on his face did not change, and said to Zhou's father:

"Dad, Dongmei and I will have a child as soon as possible, don't worry."

After ending this topic, everyone talked about what had happened around them in the past few years.

After dinner, Zhou Xin called Zhou Bingyi out, looking at Zhou Bingyi in front of him, Zhou Xin actually admired him in his heart, maybe he seemed a little ruthless to his family, but from another point of view, it was not his selfless embodiment.

"Brother, I just saw that my sister-in-law's expression was wrong after hearing my father urging you to have a child, can't you have a child?"

Zhou Bingyi looked at his younger brother, sighed and lowered his head, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were already red, and his voice was a little choked:

"Bingkun, after you tell you, don't tell your parents. Shortly after your sister-in-law got married, she accidentally fell into a well while fetching water, which didn't attract our attention at the time, but last year we went to the hospital for a check-up because we had no children, and found out that your sister-in-law was infertile. ”

Looking at the fragile Zhou Bingyi in front of him, Zhou Xin could only gently pat him to comfort him.

In order to leave a place for the eldest brother and sister-in-law to live in the evening, Zhou Xin took Zheng Juan and Guangming back to Zheng's house, preparing to stay here for a few days.

The time for reunion always flies, when everyone in the fourth year of junior high school made dumplings together, Zhou Bingyi proposed to his parents that they would leave tomorrow to visit Dongmei's parents, Zhou's mother heard her son's words, her face was full of reluctance and said:

"Now your sister Rong'er hasn't come back yet, you're leaving, and our family can't be reunited."

"Mom, we'll have time to reunite in the future."

Zhou Bingyi persuaded his mother, and Hao Dongmei on the side was embarrassed to say:

"Mom, it's all my fault."

Father Zhou took a puff of cigarette, then waved his hand and said:

"What do you mean to blame, Dongmei, Bingyi's parents are parents, but your parents are not? In the past, I didn't let you meet, but now I want to say that you should go to see your parents first, and don't forget to see your parents to bring us a good one. ”

Hao Dongmei heard Zhou Zhigang's persuasion and said happily:

"Thank you, Dad, I will definitely bring your words."

Mother Zhou was still reluctant, after all, she had been looking forward to it for so many years, if she didn't reunite this time, she didn't know when the next reunion would be, and she said:

"This Rong'er is real, and I don't know how to send a telegram home or something."

"How many times have I told you, the post office only goes to work on the eighth day of junior high school, and only goes to work on the eighth day of junior high school, where can my daughter send you a telegram."

"I'm just saying, why are you still in a hurry, forget it, I don't want to tell you, you go out and boil water."

"Okay, okay, I don't want to talk to you."

Zhou's father went out with a cigarette, watching his parents quarrel with old children, everyone laughed, this is the real life with fireworks.

At noon the next day, Zhou Xin pushed a bicycle full of luggage to send his brother and sister-in-law to the train station.

Zhou's mother was chattering at home:

"This one is back, that one is not coming back."

Father Zhou continued to wrap his cigarette and replied:

"If you do this again, I'll see who dares to come back next time."

Without waiting for Zhou's mother to continue talking, the two heard a knock on the door, and after the two opened the door, a middle-aged man with a dark scarf around his neck and a pair of glasses looked like a gentleman came in and introduced himself to the two:

"Hello, I am Shao Jingwen, the editor-in-chief of the "Golden Land" magazine of Jiangliao Publishing House, I would like to ask if Comrade Xia Bingkun is there?"

When Father Zhou heard that the person in front of him was the editor-in-chief of the publishing house, he replied enthusiastically:

"He went to see off his brother and sister-in-law, if you have anything, I have already conveyed it to you, by the way, I am Bingkun's father."

Shao Jingwen heard that the father in front of him was Bingkun's father, so it was Feng Huacheng's father-in-law, so he hurriedly said:

"That's right, I just heard that the famous poet Feng Huacheng is your son-in-law, and I heard that they are coming back recently, so I took the liberty to come to visit."

"They haven't come back yet, mainly because the post office isn't open, so we can't ask where they are."

After hearing this, Shao Jingwen was a little anxious, there was really no content in his own magazine, so he hoped that Feng Huacheng could write a poem to the magazine to promote the sales of the magazine, so he hurriedly said:

"Is it okay to call? We have a phone number in our magazine, so we can go there now. ”

Zhou's father, who felt sorry for his daughter, did not refuse, and the two went to the magazine office, and learned by phone that Feng Huacheng and Zhou Rong had taken their daughter on the train, so they could only hang up the phone, Shao Jingwen finally left a phone call for Zhou's father, asking Feng Huacheng to call him when he came back.

Until the eighth day of the first month, Zhou Rong and Feng Huacheng had not rushed back, and Zhou's father left with regret under Zhou Xin's send-off, and before leaving, Zhou's father advised:

"Kun'er, you must take care of your mother at home, and teach Cong Cong well, our Zhou family is all worthy of their hearts."

"Dad, don't worry."

After hearing Zhou Xin's words, Zhou's father left with a smile.

After returning home, seeing Zhou's mother with some sorrow on her face, Zhou Xin stepped forward and comforted:

"Mom, don't worry, our family will be reunited soon."

Mother Zhou nodded, in fact, she was very sad in her heart, after all, this meeting dragged on for 7 years, and she didn't know when the next meeting would be, but she didn't want her youngest son to worry, so she said:

"I just wondered why Rong'er hadn't come back yet? I haven't seen her in a long time. ”

Although Zhou Xin clearly remembered that the next time they met should be the summer vacation of 78, but in the original plot, because Zhou's mother knew about Zhou Rong, she was in a coma due to cerebral hemorrhage, and pushed the meeting back.

"Don't worry, my sister and my brother-in-law are such big people, maybe they were delayed by something, don't worry."

Mother Zhou could only nod, but the worry in her heart still did not dissipate.