Rebirth: Starting from a Trainee Teacher

Chapter 594: Children grow up and become troublesome
Zhou Jing returned to Yulin City around five in the afternoon. Yang Wenwen had already prepared dinner at home. Zhou Jing heard Yang Xin calling from upstairs in the stair corridor. When she heard Zhou Jing's response, the little girl ran downstairs.

"Dad, I miss you so much."

When they met on the third floor, the little girl hugged Zhou Jingyao and said.

"Aren't you cold without your coat?"

The girl was only wearing a sweater, and it was a bit cold inside the stairs, Zhou Jing said.

"It's not cold, it's hot at home."

The little girl helped Zhou Jing carry a bag and stepped onto the stairs with great effort.

"It's hot at home but cold outside so be careful of catching a cold. Are you afraid of getting an injection?"

Zhou Jing freed one hand and touched the little girl's head and said.

"I'm not afraid. I'm very brave. My deskmate cried when he got an injection at school. The boys cried too, but I didn't. Dad, do you think I'm very brave?"

The little girl said with great pride.

"CC is the bravest. How did you do on the midterm exam?"

When they got to the house, Zhou Jing put down his things, pinched the little girl's face and said.

“I got first place.”

The little girl couldn't wait to pull Zhou Jing's hand and go to the second bedroom to see the certificate, which was posted on the wall behind the desk in the bedroom.

The certificate was the most classic orange-yellow color in Zhou Jing's memory. The top was printed with the words "Certificate". Below it was "Student Yang Xin:" "She worked hard in the first semester of the 2012-2013 school year and won the first place in the midterm exam" "This certificate is issued as an encouragement"

When Zhou Jing was in elementary school, there were a wall of these award certificates.

"The school also gave me this pencil case and colored pencils as a reward."

The little girl said as she took out the prize.

"You're awesome, little cutie. What reward do you want daddy to give you?" Zhou Jing looked at Yang Wenwen and said, "Did you let the child sleep alone?"

"Well, sleep alone from Sunday night to Friday, and stay with me on the weekends."

When the child turned six, Yang Wenwen began to develop independence.

"I don't know what I want either." Yang Xin had everything she needed, so she didn't know what prize to ask for. She shouted to the bedside lamp, "Xiao Guang, turn on the light."

The desk lamp came on, and Yang Xin called again, "Xiao Guang, turn off the light."

The desk lamp went out. Yang Xin pulled Zhou Jing's arm and said, "Dad, this lamp is amazing. Why doesn't it have a switch?"

Zhou Jing said: "Because it is automatic, our voice is its switch."

“This desk lamp is very practical.”

Yang Wenwen called her daughter who was still playing with the desk lamp to go eat.

"The next upgrade will be to miniaturize the control panel and install it inside the detachable lamp head. It can also be connected to the home wireless network, and different names can be set for each lamp in the house. It can be turned on and off by voice control, or by mobile phone or special remote control."

Zhou Jing said with a smile.

"It would be more convenient if it could be miniaturized. Smart desk lamps are now selling very well. My store has sold more than 20,000 in less than a month. How many have you sold in total?"

Yang Wenwen first scooped porridge and rice for Zhou Jing.

"Total sales have reached 200,000."

"Traditional table lamps will not sell well in the future."

Yang Wenwen underestimated the potential of the online store. In less than a month of operating the online store, she earned nearly 200,000 yuan from selling Ideal smartphones, more than 100,000 yuan from selling traditional mobile phones, and more than 600,000 yuan from Bluetooth speakers, smart speakers, and smart desk lamps.

Before, Yang Wenwen could hardly imagine what it meant for Zhou Jing's company to make a net profit of tens of billions a month. But after getting personally involved, she knew what it meant to make a fortune. Yang Wenwen could easily make hundreds of thousands a month just by running an ideal online store. The income that this online store could bring to the company in a month was more than ten times what Yang Wenwen earned.

"Survival of the fittest" applies to any field. Do you think you bought the car cheaply?

Zhou Jing would not find it strange. It was a piece of cake for a big-name live-streaming anchor to earn millions or tens of millions from a live broadcast.

“I drive this one enough.”

A car worth hundreds of thousands of yuan is enough for Yang Wenwen.

"Dad, let's go play table tennis after dinner."

Yang Xin sat next to Zhou Jing, sometimes touching Zhou Jing, and sometimes picking some food for Zhou Jing.

"Not today. Your dad is tired from driving all day." Yang Wenwen looked at Zhou Jing and said, "Children are no dumber than adults when it comes to learning sports. We've been practicing together for more than half a year, but I can't beat CC now."

"The child's wrists are relatively flexible, and playing table tennis does not rely solely on brute force." Zhou Jing said with a smile: "In the future, go to Tangdu to sign up for a class during the winter and summer vacations to let a professional coach give you some guidance."

"Want to learn table tennis?"

Now that the financial conditions are in place, Yang Wenwen would certainly agree as long as her daughter likes it.

"think."

The little girl nodded.

"If you want to play table tennis well, you have to exercise well. Don't be lazy in physical education class at school. Dad will give you a pair of good table tennis rackets next time he comes back."

Zhou Jing said to the little girl.

The little girl nodded obediently.

In December, after Yulin City appointed Zhou Jing as vice chairman of industry and commerce, Zhou Jing planned to donate a gymnasium to Yulin City.

"Eat well."

Yang Wenwen added some rice to her daughter's meal and picked up two pieces of food with her chopsticks.

"I'm almost full and don't want to eat vegetables."

The little girl said this as she took a big mouthful of rice.

The little girl is seven years old and is nearly 1.25 meters tall. She has inherited Yang Wenwen's good looks and is already a graceful little fairy. She will probably be curious about the true relationship between Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen. Zhou Jing doesn't know how to explain it. There are some things children have to face when they grow up. She shouldn't be sad because she hasn't seen her biological father since childhood.

"Eat more vegetables when you are growing taller."

Zhou Jing picked up some rapeseed for the little girl.

"It's hot, Mom, can I take off my sweater?"

The little girl rolled up her sleeves and said.

"Take it off after dinner. You can't go out after you take it off." Yang Wenwen picked up a piece of meat for Zhou Jing and said, "Is the heating in BJ so hot?"

"No, only places with coal production can have such sufficient heating."

The heating in Zhou Jing BJ's villa is quite good, but the space in the villa hall is too large and the heat dissipates quickly.

After dinner, Yang Wenwen cleaned up the dishes and Zhou Jing went to the living room to play with the child. This time, Zhou Jing didn't bring too many snacks. He only brought roast duck and braised meat, which are not easy to spoil in the cold weather. He also brought some BJ snacks for the little girl.

"I'm so full." Yang Xin sent the roast duck and braised meat to the kitchen, returned to the living room, leaned on Zhou Jing to watch TV, took the remote control to switch to the children's channel and whispered, "Mom is Red Wolf."

"Is Red Wolf not good?"

Zhou Jing shook the little girl's pigtails and said.

"Yeah, it's good, but it's too fierce. It always hits Gray Wolf with a frying pan."

The little girl thought for two seconds and said.

"The frying pan is Red Wolf's love for Gray Wolf, and mom's broom handle is her love for you."

Zhou Jing found the child's mind very interesting.

"You are so sweet-talking, you always side with mom, mom opened my ass and you didn't protect me."

The little girl snorted and said.

"Mom hit you with a broom, and she hit me with a frying pan." Zhou Jing said with a smile, "How about we both hit Mom later?"

The little girl shook her head and complained a little, but she definitely didn't want Yang Wenwen to be bullied.

"Go do your homework."

Yang Wenwen said after cleaning up the kitchen.

"I don't want to write." The little girl leaned in Zhou Jing's arms, her eyes fixed on the TV.

Yang Wenwen touched the child's head and said, "If you don't do your homework, the teacher will punish you by making you stand. If you are obedient, your mother won't give you any extra homework. Some students in your class have to go to tutoring classes after school to learn English, calligraphy, dancing, etc., unlike you, whose mother plays table tennis and badminton with you."

"Then I'll watch for a while."

Although the little girl doesn't want to do her homework, she is not ungrateful.

"Write after you finish watching this episode."

Yang Wenwen brought the fruit plate to the table and sat next to Zhou Jing to watch TV.

"Thin?"

Zhou Jing put his arm around Yang Wenwen's waist and reached his hand around to pinch her belly.

"I don't know, you look thinner?"

Yang Wenwen looked at her legs and said.

"Lower belly fat."

Zhou Jing hugged Yang Wenwen tighter and kneaded her elastic belly.

At this time, Yang Wenwen was wearing a light gray long-sleeved top and black leggings and a floral skirt. The leggings made her legs look very toned.

"These leggings have a tummy-tightening effect."

Yang Wenwen rolled up her top and wore high-waisted leggings to cover up the fat on her belly.

The little girl turned around, hugged Yang Wenwen's legs and said, "Mom's legs are so thick."

Yang Wenwen stopped laughing suddenly and raised her other leg to hold down her daughter.

"Children's words are not to be underestimated." Zhou Jing pinched Yang Wenwen's round thigh and said, "This is called healthy beauty."

The cartoon ended, and the child was pushed by Yang Wenwen to the bedroom to do homework. Without a child to act as a light bulb, Zhou Jing hugged Yang Wenwen tightly with his arms and sucked her lips.

"Cleaning your ears."

Yang Wenwen looked at Zhou Jing's ears and took out an ear cleaner from the drawer under the TV.

Zhou Jing lay on the sofa with his head resting on Yang Wenwen's legs, enjoying Yang Wenwen cleaning his ears while watching TV. After cleaning one side, Zhou Jing turned around, faced Yang Wenwen's arms, and nuzzled into Yang Wenwen's arms.

"Does the Entrepreneurs' Conference have any investment projects?"

Yang Wenwen looked at the boy and smiled.

"Have."

Yang Wenwen didn't say anything while cleaning Zhou Jing's ears. After cleaning Zhou Jing's ears, she said, "The Yuxing Plaza in Xisha looks almost finished being renovated. Will it be open in the first half of next year?"

"Yes, the Zhongying Plaza at the Shuili Shopping Mall will be open in June or July next year, and the food court at the South Gate should be open the year after next."

Zhou Jing continued to rest his head on Yang Wenwen's legs. The fragrance from Yang Wenwen's body intoxicated him.

After resting his head on Yang Wenwen's legs for a while, Zhou Jing got up, drank some water, and sat with Yang Wenwen for a while. Then he went out for a walk alone and called Gu Jia.

Gu Jia knew that Zhou Jing was looking for Yang Wenwen today, and also knew that Yang Wenwen ran an Ideal flagship store. She knew about Zhou Jing being Yang Xin's godfather two years ago, and she thought it was natural for Yang Wenwen to invite Zhou Jing to dinner.

The affair between Zhou Jing, Gu Jia and Yang Wenwen is also in danger of being exposed at any time. It is easy to hide it from Gu Jia, as long as Gu Jia and Yang Wenwen do not meet. But it is difficult to hide it from Yang Wenwen, because the relationship between Zhou Jing and Gu Jia is no secret in the company. If Yang Wenwen sees the relevant news on the Internet, she naturally can no longer hide it, which is also a dead end.

Chen Jiaqian and Yang Wenwen were in a dead end on both sides. Zhou Jing was too lazy to think of countermeasures. He just took things one step at a time. As the saying goes, one does not care about what will happen after death while one is alive. He just lived a few days to himself.

"Has Bowei Network's project in Yushi been suspended?"

Yang Wenwen picked up an orange, peeled it and fed it to Zhou Jing.

"The outdoor work has stopped, and the indoor work is proceeding normally." Zhou Jing ate a slice of orange, kissed Yang Wenwen's creamy face and said, "When did you get your hair cut?"

"Last week."

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After the child finished her homework, she came to the living room. Zhou Jing played with her for a while. Since she had to go to school tomorrow, Yang Wenwen asked the child to wash up and rest early.

Zhou Jing asked, "What time do senior elementary school students usually go to bed?"

"If the family doesn't enroll the child in any messy extracurricular classes, the child will have an easy time. If the child is more self-disciplined, he or she can finish the Chinese homework at school, and the parents can help with the math homework in the evening. CC basically doesn't need any help with math homework."

Maybe it’s because Yang Wenwen and Zhou Jing taught her math and drawing before she went to kindergarten, so my daughter is smarter.

After the child fell asleep, Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen went to take a bath. They took off their clothes in the bedroom and went to the bathroom wearing only bathrobes. When they arrived at the bathroom, Zhou Jing took the bathrobe off Yang Wenwen's shoulders, revealing Yang Wenwen's beautiful shoulders.

"You haven't lost weight, have you?"

Yang Wenwen looked in the mirror and said with a smile.

"You don't need to be thin. If you are thin, you won't look good."

Zhou Jing put his arm around Yang Wenwen's back and pulled her up. Yang Wenwen weighed about 123 to 125 pounds, was 1.72 meters tall, and didn't look fat despite running regularly.

Before the Shura Field came, Zhou Jing asked Yang Wenwen to buy a villa in Tangdu when she went to Tangdu to practice table tennis with her children during the winter vacation. Zhou Jing transferred five million to Yang Wenwen through his stock trading account. With the current housing prices in Tangdu, three million is enough to buy a villa of 200 to 300 square meters.

"Need not."

Yang Wenwen thinks the villa is too expensive.

"I will have to buy one in the future. It's inconvenient to have no place to live in Tangdu. It will be more expensive in a few years. I'd better buy one in the High-tech Zone."

Zhou Jing said while pinching Yang Wenwen's chin.

Yang Wenwen did not refuse again. Zhou Jing had a company in Tangdu, so it was necessary for him to buy a villa.

He has already bought villas for Chen Jiaqian and Gu Jia in Tangdu, and after settling Yang Wenwen down, Zhou Jing will feel more at ease even if the truth is revealed.

After washing off the shower gel, Yang Wenwen looked like a lotus emerging from water, with fair and moist skin. She was Zhou Jing's Yang Guifei.

After they finished showering, they played in the bathroom for more than ten minutes. Then Princess Zhou Jing carried Yang Wenwen to the bedroom.

"Anything tomorrow morning?"

Yang Wenwen took out pajamas for Zhou Jing from the closet and put them on the bed. She stood beside the bed, bent down, put the quilt aside, and spread a blanket from the closet on the bed.

"Go check the warehouse in the morning." Zhou Jing hugged Yang Wenwen from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder and said, "Do you miss me?"

"Ah."

Yang Wenwen nodded.

"Call me brother."

Zhou Jing bit Yang Wenwen's ear and said.

Yang Wenwen turned around and sat down on the bed and said, "Good brother, are you satisfied?"

"So nice."

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The nights are longer in autumn and winter. It was still dark in Yulin City after six in the morning. The children who went to bed early woke up and crawled between Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen.

"You are still naughty at this age. Go wash your face and brush your teeth."

Yang Wenwen pushed her daughter and said.

"Mom, what did you and Dad do last night? You woke me up."

"I haven't done anything. Go wash your face and let your father rest for a while."

Yang Wenwen's face turned red and she said with a helpless smile.

Zhou Jing was about to speak when he closed his eyes, pretending not to wake up.

The little girl was more sensible. She said "oh" and slowly went down.

After the child left the bedroom, Zhou Jing opened his eyes and whispered, "You're still blushing?"

"It's also troublesome when the child grows up."

Yang Wenwen sighed, feeling even more amused and helpless.

(End of this chapter)