The world of film and television begins with Zhou Bingkun in the human world.

Going to work, studying, writing.

These occupied almost the entirety of Zhou Bingkun's life.

Although the work in the slag removal workshop is not easy, not to mention tiring, the working environment is also very bad.

But as time went on, Zhou Bingkun got used to it.

As for his studies, he learned some of everything, including math, physics, and chemistry. Although it wasn't much, he wasn't in a hurry. After all, there was still a long time before the college entrance examination was reinstated in 77. Even if he only studied a little bit every day, he would be able to master all the knowledge by the time the college entrance examination was reinstated in 77.

Writing, on the other hand, is easier and simpler.

Zhou Bingkun originally wrote to earn money, but now that the newspaper is no longer paying him for his work, his motivation to write has been greatly reduced. As a result, he might only write one article a month or even two months at a time, which is almost like killing time and honing his writing skills.

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Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it's the end of the year.

Zhou Bingkun also received letters from Zhou Zhigang and Zhou Bingyi one after another.

In his letter, Zhou Zhigang wrote that he decided to come back for the Chinese New Year, mainly to see Li Suhua, who was in a coma.

After all, Li Suhua was his wife. Now that she was in a coma, he had to come back to see her and also see if his good-for-nothing son could take good care of her.

On the contrary, Zhou Bingyi said in his letter that time was tight and Hao Dongmei needed to be taken care of, so he did not plan to go home for the New Year.

As for Zhou Rong? She didn't even send a letter back.

Zhou Bingkun felt nothing but sneer at the brother and sister.

On the day Zhou Zhigang was to return home, Zhou Bingkun didn't even go to the train station to pick him up. Mainly because Zhou Zhigang hadn't said exactly when he would be returning home, Zhou Bingkun naturally didn't bother waiting for him at the train station.

Zhou Zhigang returned to Guangzipian with bags and luggage. Many people on the way greeted him warmly when they saw him.

Zhou Zhigang responded cheerfully, his smile lasting all the way to his doorstep.

Standing at his own door, Zhou Zhigang's smile vanished, replaced by a hint of unease, and he even hesitated to go inside.

"Zhou Zhigang, you're back. Did you just get back?" Aunt Qiao from across the street greeted Zhou Zhigang warmly when she saw him.

"Yes, I just got back, I haven't even entered the house yet." With someone speaking to him, Zhou Zhigang's anxious mood calmed down. After greeting Aunt Qiao with a smile, Zhou Zhigang went into the house.

However, when Zhou Zhigang entered the room and saw Zhao Chun, he was a little stunned.

"Girl, what's wrong?" Zhou Zhigang asked, looking puzzled.

"Uncle Zhou, you're back. I'm Zhao Chun, the one your Bingkun hired to take care of Aunt Li. Uncle Zhou, you must be tired. Come, come, quickly put down your luggage. Do you want some water? I'll get you some right away..." Zhao Chun greeted Zhou Zhigang with such enthusiasm that Zhou Zhigang felt like he was a guest in someone else's house, making him feel particularly uncomfortable.

Zhou Bingkun, who was reading and studying inside the house, came out after hearing the commotion outside.

"You're back." Zhou Bingkun wasn't surprised to see Zhou Zhigang and greeted him casually.

"Yes, I'm back. Come with me." When Zhou Zhigang saw Zhou Bingkun, his face fell, and he looked serious and unhappy.

Looking at Zhou Zhigang's appearance, Zhou Bingkun couldn't help but frown, and even felt a little disgusted.

"What's going on with this Zhao Chun?" After leading Zhou Bingkun to another room, Zhou Zhigang questioned Zhou Bingkun with a serious expression.

"What else could it be? I specially invited them to take care of my mother," Zhou Bingkun said casually.

"You hired someone to take care of your mother? You've got quite the nerve, hiring someone to take care of your mother! Instead of learning good things, you've picked up the capitalist ways? I'll teach you to be a good person—" Zhou Zhigang said, kicking Zhou Bingkun with a flying kick.

Zhou Bingkun dodged to the side, avoiding being kicked by Zhou Zhigang. However, he felt even more disgusted with Zhou Zhigang.

He has a bad temper, is unreasonable, and is particularly prone to violence, although this side of him seems to be shown only to Zhou Bingkun.

"You dare to dodge?" Zhou Zhigang glared at Zhou Bingkun with wide eyes, then raised his hand and slapped Zhou Bingkun.

"Then what do you expect me to do? Don't I have to go to work? If I go to work, who will take care of my mother? Do you think I can be in two places at once? I'm a grown man, I'm eighteen, maybe even nineteen by the New Year. How am I supposed to bathe and clean my mother?" Zhou Bingkun stepped back again to avoid Zhou Zhigang's large hand, shouting at Zhou Zhigang with particular impatience.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhigang stopped chasing and hitting Zhou Bingkun.

Because what Zhou Bingkun said makes perfect sense!

After all, it is an age-old truth that sons should avoid their mothers as they grow up.

Zhou Zhigang simply hadn't considered that aspect at all. He just felt that Zhou Bingkun was unfilial for spending money to hire someone to take care of Li Suhua, that he was a capitalist hedonist, and that he deserved to be beaten.

"I have something to do, I'm going out," Zhou Bingkun said, turning and walking away.

Zhou Zhigang can stay at home. Anyway, Zhou Bingkun doesn't want to stay at home when Zhou Zhigang is home. He feels annoyed just breathing in the same room.

In fact, if Zhou Zhigang weren't the biological father of his current body, he would have wanted to go back to Zhou Zhigang and give him a good thrashing.

Watching Zhou Bingkun walk straight out, Zhou Zhigang hesitated, but ultimately couldn't utter a single word.

Zhou Bingkun, who had just left his home, didn't stop and headed straight for the movie theater.

It's mainly because I'm used to it.

Aside from work, Zhou Bingkun spends most of his time at home. Whenever he's not at home, he goes to the movie theater.

Outside the movie theater, I habitually bought a string of candied hawthorns from Zheng Juan.

Zheng Juan looked at Zhou Bingkun eating candied hawthorn and a faint smile appeared on her face.

"Bingkun, what brings you here at this hour?" Zheng Juan asked with a smile.

"Miss you--"

Zheng Juan's eyes widened involuntarily.

I'm craving your candied hawthorns. But I can't!

"...If you want candied hawthorns, then eat your candied hawthorns!"

"I'm eating it right now!"

"Eating can't shut you up!"

"Hey, didn't you ask me that? It would be impolite of me not to answer!"

"Yes, yes, you are the most polite."

Zhou Bingkun ate candied hawthorns and bantered with Zheng Juan.