bullyxtreme Chapter 381 A Happy Family of Three
Chapter 381 A Happy Family of Three
In the misty, rainy Jiangnan region, as soon as Qi Tongwei stepped out of the airport, he felt a refreshing coolness.
Zhao Donglai rushed over, holding an umbrella. "Tongwei, no, I should call you Director Qi, thank you for your hard work. I'll take the suitcase."
Qi Tongwei kicked Zhao Donglai directly, saying, "Your flattery skills have improved quite a bit; your future is limitless."
Zhao Donglai quickly snatched the suitcase and held an umbrella for Qi Tongwei with one hand, "Thank you for the compliment, Director Qi. There's road construction at the airport, so please be careful as the car is parked outside."
"Don't give me that crap, kid. I'm not at the point where I need help."
"No, no, everyone knows that Director Qi is incredibly skilled; even a dozen thugs couldn't get close to him."
Qi Tongwei grabbed Zhao Donglai by the neck, "If you yell again, I'll gag you."
Zhao Donglai's emotional intelligence has improved by leaps and bounds. He has come to understand that in officialdom, one must know how to navigate social situations, otherwise one will only be a lowly policeman for life.
Qi Tongwei had been promoted to deputy director in less than a year, and he had to get on his good side, even if it was dangerous.
"Then I'll call you Brother Qi."
"Okay, you can call me that then."
Qi Tongwei didn't mince words. He knew Zhao Donglai was a smart man, flexible yet principled, and worth befriending.
"Brother Qi is magnanimous"
After getting into the car, Zhao Donglai took out a portrait. "Brother Qi, this is what the murderer looks like. Take a look."
Qi Tongwei examined the murderer's portrait closely. He had a pointed mouth and monkey-like face, and his eyes were very fierce. This person was Chen Wensheng's subordinate, nicknamed "Rat," and he liked to use a triangular military knife to kill people.
Do you have any leads yet?
"Brother Qi, this person came from eastern Guangdong by long-distance bus. He's probably already back in eastern Guangdong. Please accept my condolences regarding Uncle's situation."
Qi Tongwei had the image of the rat etched into his mind, and he was determined to poke a hundred holes in it when the opportunity arose, to make the rat pay for its blood debt.
"It's alright, let's drive."
"Okay, Brother Qi."
Soon after, the car arrived at the police station's family compound, which He Aijun had personally arranged, showing that he attached great importance to it.
"Brother Qi, your uncle and aunt live on the third floor, and they talk about you every day."
"Donglai, thank you for your help these past few days. I'll probably have to trouble you again in the future."
Zhao Donglai carried a suitcase. The suitcase wasn't heavy; it was full of tea from eastern Guangdong. Qi Tongwei only had a week's vacation; he had to go back and continue fighting Chenjiazhai.
"Brother Qi, you're being too polite. You're my brother, and my uncle and aunt are my family."
Qi Tongwei felt a little ashamed listening to others flatter him. He could only gradually get used to it. If you can't flatter, how can your superiors see your achievements?
Hearing noises in the stairwell, Qi Tongwei's mother, Zhou Yunfen, hurriedly opened the door to check. She had received a call from her son saying he was coming back today, and she had gotten up early to prepare the dishes. The saying "a mother worries when her son is far away" is perfectly embodied in Zhou Yunfen, who has been willing to revolve her whole life around her husband and son.
Qi Tongwei's father, Qi Changhe, sat in a chair smoking a tobacco leaf he had brought from his rural hometown. He was a kind mother and a strict father. He was happy that his son was successful, but he was not good at expressing his love.
Qi Tongwei was still a little uneasy. He didn't feel much when he called his parents on the phone, but he was about to meet them in person and found it hard to say it.
"son"
Zhou Yunfen excitedly ran over. It had been more than a year since she last saw him, and he hadn't come home for the New Year. She had been thinking about him day and night, always worried about whether her son was eating well, dressing well, and having enough money.
"Mom, how are you and Dad doing?"
Qi Tongwei tried hard to adjust his mindset, telling himself that these were his parents and that he would take care of them in their old age and see them off in their final days.
Zhou Yunfen grabbed Qi Tongwei's hand tightly, "Son, you've lost weight and gotten darker. Your father and I are both in good health, thanks to Xiao Zhao's care these past few days."
Zhao Donglai was very good at handling things. "Auntie, this is my brother Qi. You are all my family too. You can ask him to do whatever he wants."
Hearing the noise outside, Qi Changhe quickly went to the door. Qi Tongwei called out with a smile, "Dad, I'm back!"
"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."
Qi Changhe quickly took the box from Zhao Donglai's hands, but Zhao Donglai acted as if he were at home, saying, "Uncle, it's alright, I'll take it."
When her son came home, Zhou Yunfen was overjoyed. "Son, Mom has prepared all the dishes. We can eat right away!"
"Mom, you've worked so hard."
"My son has become sensible."
Zhou Yunfen quickly put on her apron and ran to the kitchen to cook. As her child grew up, he would have to leave his parents, and the family of three could only reunite during the Chinese New Year.
Since the reform and opening up, people have been able to work in other places, resulting in more and more children left behind. Parents work away from home all year round, and some parents only return home once every few years to save on travel expenses. Day after day, the older generation gets old and the children start repeating the same cycle. Happiness is always so short-lived.
The frugal Zhou Yunfen splurges on four meat dishes, one vegetable dish, and an egg drop soup, all of which are her son's favorites. She doesn't ask her son to be successful; she only hopes he will get married soon. In the countryside, at 26 years old, Qi Tongwei already has children running around everywhere.
Qi Tongwei opened a bottle of Moutai and poured a glass for each of his parents. Zhao Donglai wisely refrained from disturbing the family's long-awaited reunion.
He raised his glass, stood up, and said, "Mom and Dad, let me toast you both. I've missed you both very much these past year."
"Son, so are Mom and Dad."
Zhou Yunfen is not good at speaking outside, but she is quite open in front of her son.
Qi Changhe was a man, and as a father, he wanted to maintain his paternal authority. "Drink less," he said.
Qi Tongwei drank half of it, and damn it, it still burned his throat. Could it be that he bought fake Moutai?
"Son, eat your vegetables, eat your vegetables, they're all your favorites."
Zhou Yunfen happily put food into Qi Tongwei's bowl; in a mother's heart, a child will always be a child.
"Mom, you eat too, that's enough, that's enough."
Qi Tongwei felt a little embarrassed, but also very happy. For most men, their mother is actually the person who loves them the most.
The family of three enjoyed a meal together, toasting and laughing.
After finishing the meal, Qi Tongwei felt embarrassed and went to wash the dishes. With his mother there, how could it be his turn to wash the dishes? Zhou Yunfen quickly cleaned up the kitchen.
His mother also prepared melon seeds and candy, and treated Qi Tongwei as if he were still a child.
"Son, these sunflower seeds and candy are from what Mom bought yesterday. Have some, they're really delicious."
Qi Tongwei was so overwhelmed by his mother's love that he felt a little embarrassed. He quickly ate a piece of candy and grabbed a handful of melon seeds.
"Mom, sit down, let's talk."
Qi Changhe suddenly spoke up: "Tongwei, you'll send us back to our hometown tomorrow. You must have taken leave to come back, right? I guess it won't be for more than a few days."
It was bound to happen. Qi Tongwei scratched his head. "Mom and Dad, isn't it nice living in the city?"
“Son, it’s nice to live in the city, but everything costs money. You need to save your money for your wedding. We can’t spend it recklessly. Your third uncle is all alone at home, and your father and I are worried about him.”
Speaking of his third uncle, Qi Tongwei was filled with sorrow. "I didn't kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of me. He has let down my third uncle, and I can't let down my parents too."