Chapter 185 Zhou Zhigang Gets Angry
Chapter 185 Zhou Zhigang Gets Angry
After that, they didn't say anything else and both of them lay down to rest. However, judging from the sounds of their breathing, neither of them fell asleep so quickly.
After finishing all this, Cai Xiaoguang rode his bike back to his home. The house is located next to the main road Renmin Avenue, not too far from the People's Square, so it can be considered the city center. Cai Xiaoguang is the only one at home, and his parents are not around because of work. So Cai Xiaoguang feels pretty good, otherwise, he would really feel a little uncomfortable.
After returning home, Cai Xiaoguang heated up the kang. After the water was hot, he washed his face, warmed his feet, and then spread out the bedding. If you were to say there was any inconvenience, these were the only ones. He lived alone and had to do everything himself when he came back every day, so it would be better to hurry up and win Zhou Rong.
After a while, the room finally became warm. Cai Xiaoguang stopped doing anything and crawled into the bed. There were no mobile phones or computers in that era, and Cai Xiaoguang didn't have a wife, so he could only sleep.
Before going to bed, I took some time to look at my space. I had prepared a lot of things before Cai Xiaoguang came. Although most of the things were not prepared, after all, they were not available in this era, but there were some things I could bring, such as toilet paper. When I lived in the courtyard before, I suffered a lot. Although I also went through the same thing when I was a child, it would be best if I could avoid suffering.
After watching for a while, Cai Xiaoguang felt a little sleepy and fell asleep directly, sleeping until six in the morning.
When he opened his eyes, the room was still dark. After all, it was winter in the northeast, and it was still dark at this time. After turning on the light in the dark, Cai Xiaoguang got up and put on his clothes. The room was already very cold. After all, the heat had long gone after a night. If it weren't for Cai Xiaoguang's extraordinary physique, he really didn't want to come out. After all, it was so warm inside the quilt.
After getting dressed, Cai Xiaoguang went to the kitchen and lit the stove, put the leftover food at home into the pot, poured himself some water from the thermos and washed his face. He didn't have any skin care products, so he simply washed his face, went to the toilet, and came back feeling relaxed.
At around seven o'clock, Cai Xiaoguang finished his meal, took his things, and rode his bicycle to work. It took about half an hour to get from his home to the tractor factory. This was on a bicycle. There were basically no cars on the road, so it was still quite fast. In the future, he wouldn't be able to go so fast because there would be too many cars on the road.
Cai Xiaoguang went to work after dinner. Except for Zhou Zhigang and Li Suhua, the rest of the Zhou family had not gotten up yet. After all, Zhou Zhigang had already been scheduled to support the Third Front Project, and Zhou Bingyi had also been confirmed to go to the Corps, so no one at home was working and was waiting to set off, so they all slept in.
The old couple got up and started to make a fire and heat up the food. The Zhou family gradually became warmer. After the food was heated, Li Suhua went to greet the three children.
After dinner, Zhou Bingyi said he was going to look for Hao Dongmei and went out directly, while Zhou Rong returned to her room.
"Bingkun, please go and deliver Xiaoguang's bag to him later. Don't delay in case he needs it." Li Suhua took out the bag and said to Zhou Bingkun.
"Oh, okay, Mom, I'll go now." Zhou Bingkun happily took the bag and went to put on his clothes.
Seeing that Zhou Rong was the only one left at home, Zhou Zhigang quickly gave Li Suhua a look, and Li Suhua put on her clothes and went to look for Zhou Rong.
"Xiaorong, don't stay at home today. Accompany your mother to buy New Year's goods. Your father and your brother will be gone after the New Year. Let's have a good time this year." Li Suhua pushed open Zhou Rong's door and said to her.
"Oh, okay, Mom, wait for me to put on my clothes." Zhou Rong didn't notice anything. After all, Li Suhua would usually take her out shopping, so this was not surprising.
After Li Suhua and Zhou Rong left, many people from Guangzi Pian went out. After all, the Chinese New Year was coming soon and every family needed to prepare New Year's goods.
"Hey, Mr. Zhou, your little Rong is getting prettier and prettier. I wonder whose daughter will be her in the future. How about we become in-laws?"
"Come on, Xiaorong is so pretty, your boy is no match for her."
"There was a guy from the street who always came to see Zhou Rong. If she wanted to marry, she would marry someone from the street."
After Li Suhua brought Zhou Rong out, everyone they met kept praising Zhou Rong. Li Suhua was very happy to hear that. After all, this girl had been a good kid since she was young. Whether it was in study or appearance, she was the best in Guangzi Film.
Li Suhua and Zhou Rong kept greeting everyone, modestly saying that Zhou Rong was not that good and had many shortcomings, but the corners of her mouth gradually rose and she couldn't suppress it.
Zhou Zhigang waited until Li Suhua took Zhou Rong out, then stood at the door and watched them go far away. He then quietly came to Zhou Rong's room, rummaged through the drawer and found the letter written by Feng Huacheng. Zhou Zhigang flipped through it, and there was nothing in the previous letters. It was obvious that Zhou Rong and her group of kids were discussing literature with Feng Huacheng. Zhou Zhigang felt a little more relaxed, knowing that this was not Zhou Rong writing to someone else herself.
But after reading yesterday's letter, Zhou Zhigang instantly became furious and his face turned red. He really couldn't accept that a man in his thirties would hook up with a teenage girl, not to mention that she was his own daughter.
Zhou Zhigang looked at the contents of the letter and had already thought of many ways to make Feng Huacheng look bad. This would test the heart of a father, let alone a father who was a slave to his daughter.
Thinking about the previous plan of having Zhou Rong stay at home and Bingkun go to the countryside, the idea has now completely changed. I know my daughter well. She has a very stubborn personality. If she is not controlled, she might really run away to Guizhou. Who knows what others will say about the Zhou family then? Who would believe you if you said she went there to learn poetry? They would definitely think she ran away for an old man. If that happened, the Zhou family would lose all face.
After Zhou Zhigang took out the letter, he sat in the living room with a gloomy face. When Zhou Bingkun came back, he didn't even dare to make a sound. After all, it was obvious that he was angry, and he knew him too well. If he spoke now, he might become his punching bag.
They were trembling with fear until noon, when Zhou Bingyi came back. Li Suhua also came back with Zhou Rong. When Li Suhua came back and saw Zhou Zhigang's dark face, she knew something was wrong.
After dinner, Zhou Rong was about to go back to her room when Zhou Zhigang stopped her.
"Dad, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong?" Zhou Rong asked curiously.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Zhou Zhigang took out all the letters and threw them on the table.
"Dad, how can you rummage through my drawers? These are all my privacy." Zhou Rong said loudly when she saw the letters.
"How can I flip over? I'm your father, how can I flip over?" Zhou Zhigang said angrily.
"Tell me, do you want to run away to Guizhou secretly? " Zhou Zhigang pointed at the letters and asked loudly.
"I'm doing this for literature and my hobbies. I'm doing nothing wrong." Zhou Rong also said tit for tat.
"What a bullshit hobby. Do you know what others will say about you and our Zhou family if you go? They will say that the girl from the Zhou family ran off with an old man, and your dad will be completely embarrassed." Zhou Zhigang said to Zhou Rong with a gloomy face.
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