Yao Ningning didn't know that Zhou Guangyi's family of three had quietly come to Lianhua County.

When they were registering at the front desk of the state-run hotel, a little girl at the front desk looked at Zhou Guangyi without blinking.

The little girl is Wang Xiaoling, because Yao Jingjing had lived in a hotel with Zhou Yi before, so she recognized Zhou Yi at a glance.

I also specially helped choose a suite with a sunny sun.

Seeing that Wang Xiaoling didn't blink and looked at Zhou Guangyi, Zhou Yi also smiled and joked with Wang Xiaoling, has she never seen a man as handsome as her father, so she is reluctant to blink?

"It's really a joke, don't I feel that this uncle looks like the eldest brother of the Ning family?"

Wang Xiaoling blushed and whispered.

One sentence reassured Zhou Yi, and even outsiders felt that his father looked similar to Zhou Zhiyuan.

She and Yao Jingjing are really going to become a family.

Tian Xinping was so anxious that she couldn't wait to go to the hospital to see Zhou Zhiyuan immediately.

But Zhou Guangyi was very calm and said that he was not in a hurry.

After he settled down, he went out, saying that he had an urgent matter to go to the public security bureau, so he asked Zhou Yi to accompany her to the county hospital first.

But as soon as he arrived at the gate of the hospital, Zhou Yi, who was troubled by his stomach, covered his stomach and went to the toilet.

After returning to Beijing in the past two days, except for sleeping time, Zhou Yi's mouth was not idle, and he was stunned that his stomach was broken, and something was wrong on the train.

Tian Xinping came to the ward where Zhou Zhiyuan originally lived and did not find anyone, so she asked the nurse about it and came to the door of the emergency room, but unfortunately Yao Jingning and Zhou Zhiyuan had already left.

When she met Cheng Xiangyu, who looked similar to her old friend, she didn't bother to inquire more, Tian Xinping was looking forward to seeing her son who had been separated for more than 20 years as soon as possible.

I saw a big man with a black face who was walking a little lame from afar, his eyebrows and eyes were almost exactly the same as Zhou Guangyi's, and even his walking posture was almost the same.

She held her breath with excitement and followed him closely until she saw him enter a hospital room.

Tian Xinping was already teary-eyed.

It's him, it's him! It's definitely him!

You can't go wrong this time!

She didn't bother to knock on the door or say hello, and went straight in.

"Zhiyuan, is that you?"

Shouting his name, Tian Xinping's nose was sour, and tears burst out of her eyes.

Zhou Zhiyuan, who was sitting on the hospital bed, looked coldly at the strange middle-aged woman standing in front of him, nodded politely, and responded coldly.

"Hmm!"

"Zhiyuan, I'm my mother, Zhiyuan, I finally found you......"

The emotions that had been suppressed in her heart for many years suddenly burst at this moment, Tian Xinping couldn't care about anything else, rushed to Zhou Zhiyuan's side, stretched out her arms and hugged him tightly, and kept groping his thick and hard hair with one hand.

"Zhiyuan, I finally found you, I've been looking for you for twenty-six years, I'm almost blind from crying, how can you be here, Zhiyuan, my son......"

Zhou Zhiyuan frowned, stretched out his arms and instinctively pushed her out, his face was as cold as ever, and there was no trace of emotion at all.

"You recognized the wrong person......

He pushed her out anyway.

"No, no, no, Zhiyuan, I really didn't recognize the wrong person! As soon as you were born, your father and I named you Zhou Zhiyuan, your second brother was Zhou Zhigao, and your sister was Zhou Zhicun......"

Zhou Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, and then recovered as before.

She turned out to be Zhou Yi's mother, maybe she recognized the wrong person.

Tian Xinping burst into tears, stretched out her hands to hug her long-lost son again, and when she saw his indifferent appearance, she put her hand down in embarrassment.

"Coincidentally, your current name is still Zhiyuan...... God has eyes, I finally found ......."

"You really recognized the wrong person, my original name was Zhou Changgong, and the name Zhou Zhiyuan was given to me by the comrade in charge of conscription, and it has nothing to do with you......

Seeing Zhou Zhiyuan's appearance of rejecting people thousands of miles away, Tian Xinping cried even more fiercely.

"How could I recognize the wrong person, Zhiyuan, there is a black mole on the left shoulder of your back, which is from your mother's womb, as soon as you were born, your parents also joked that your son is carrying this birthmark, if you lose it, you can get it back......"

"Zhiyuan, let me see if your birthmark is good......"

Tian Xinping cried so much that she couldn't help herself.

Even without looking at the birthmark on his shoulder, she could confirm his identity.

He was the appearance of his young husband, almost carved out of a mold. It's just that Zhou Zhiyuan, who is only one year older than his youngest son Zhou Zhigao, why does he look so old?

He looks more than ten years older than Chiko!

His face was dark, and the look in his eyes was cold and untender, and he was indifferent to her crying and shouting.

Was he resentful of them?

I heard Zhou Yi say that he grew up with an old widow since he was a child, and he was humiliated and bullied, if it wasn't for the chance to be a soldier and survive, I am afraid that he would have been tortured to death by the old widow!

"Mom, Mom, why did you come here by yourself, oops, oops, your stomach hurts again...... Big brother, this is my mother'......"

Zhou Yi, who was holding his stomach, ran to the ward with a painful look, looked at his tear-stained and heartbroken mother, and was just about to comfort a few words, but the abdominal pain hit like a mountain again, and he was so anxious that he forgot that there was a bathroom in Zhou Zhiyuan's ward, and ran out with his stomach and legs.

In my heart, I scolded my stomach more than 800 times, I didn't have diarrhea in the morning and didn't diarrhea in the evening, but I had diarrhea when my mother saw Zhou Zhiyuan's eldest brother, this is an important time to recognize relatives, why are you so angry.

Holding his stomach and frowning, he muttered and ran forward, hitting a man headlong.

"Zhou Yi?"

Wang Shoulong looked at Zhou Yi, who fell from the sky and covered his stomach with a painful look, and couldn't help but be happy.

Didn't this man's wife follow her mother back to Beijing, why did she suddenly appear again?

Come on, come on, this is frowning and grinning and bending over to hold your stomach, which seems too funny.

"Hey, man, what's wrong with you, you're going to give birth?"

Wang Shoulong likes to joke with Zhou Yi, in his eyes, Zhou Yi is not a woman, he was always bullied by her before, and he couldn't help but look at her so embarrassed, but he was very relieved.

"Fuck off, you're just born......"

Cold sweat broke out on Zhou Yi's aching forehead, and he didn't forget to talk back to Wang Shoulong, grabbed his arm, and shouted loudly.

"Go get me medicine for gastroenteritis, I'm going to die! Get me another glass of brown sugar water, damn it! It's all dehydrated, it must be the pork leg you gave me that is broken, and after eating pork for a few days, it's all up to you......"

Her eyes suddenly widened, and she hurriedly pulled her legs and ran.

Wang Shoulong stared at Zhou Yi's appearance of bending over and hugging his stomach and running wildly, stomping his feet and laughing wildly, and accidentally forgot that his left arm was still hanging from his shoulder, which made him shiver in pain.

"Cheng Xiangyu, help me make a glass of brown sugar water......

Seeing Cheng Xiangyu walking towards him, he shouted loudly.

As if she couldn't hear, she bowed her head and ran away.

Come on, let's do it yourself!

When Zhou Yi came to Zhou Zhiyuan's ward with his stomach and dragged his lead-filled legs, he simply lay down on Wang Shoulong's bed, closed his eyes and grinned and panted, shouting that he was about to die.

She didn't care to comfort her mother, who was sitting next to Zhou Zhiyuan's bed, and kept bowing her head and crying.