Zhou Jiao glared at Zhang Guoqing and cried to Zhou Xiaozheng, "Why didn’t you call for me? I didn’t even know you came to see me. Dad, I always thought you were gone. It was my brother who said you were still alive. When I was little, he said people would be in the sky. I often looked up to find you, but I could never see you?"
"Alright, stop crying. Be a good girl, Jiao Jiao. You shouldn’t cry during confinement, or you’ll end up with bulging eyes. Do you know what goldfish eyes look like? All puffy. My good daughter, please don’t cry. Oh no, look, your eyes are no longer beautiful. I promise you, I’ll never leave our little princess again. Be good, look at Dad. Shanshan, hurry and get a towel to wipe Jiao Jiao’s tears." Zhou Xiaozheng bent down, softly coaxing her, occasionally making funny faces to amuse her.
Zhang Guoqing stared at him, dumbfounded. Is this a dual personality? Split personality disorder?
Zhou Xiaozheng took the hot towel and gently wiped his daughter’s little face. Seeing her smile through her tears, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. As he thought, everything about her was good, just like him.
Lin Lishan watched the father and daughter, realizing if she didn’t ask now, she’d lose the chance, "Jiao Jiao, why did you leave the house? You didn’t even want Ping’an anymore. Weren’t you going to stay in for a month?"
Zhang Guoqing snapped back to reality and chided her, "Exactly, wasn’t it all said that there’s no rush to go out? Wait until the time comes, then you can go wherever you want, and I’ll accompany you. Mom, you don’t know, she’s been so bored at home, I don’t even dare let her read books; it’s bad for her eyes. It’s truly been too dull."
Zhou Jiao was feeling happy, tightly holding her dad’s arm. She looked him over from head to toe, saw that his body was intact, and nodded in satisfaction. She scrutinized her dad closely; his complexion was good, not like he was injured.
She was radiating joy, tiptoeing childishly, she smugly kissed her dad’s face and proudly declared to Lin Lishan, "Mom, you always say I look like Grandma. Wrong! Really wrong! Look at my face, then look at Dad’s face. Aren’t the eyes the same, the eyebrows too, even the nose, everywhere alike. Brother, don’t you think I take after Dad?"
Without waiting for a response, Zhou Jiao, beaming with delight, raised her eyebrows, lifted her chin slightly, and boasted, "Do you know why I went out?"
"Haha, it’s because my dad and I have telepathy, did you know? You can all be envious. I was changing Ping’an’s diaper just now, and suddenly my heart started beating erratically, that arrhythmia. No deep breaths could calm it down, and my heart felt sour, always wanting to go out and see. I had no choice, if I didn’t go out, I was afraid my heart wouldn’t take it. I settled Ping’an and went out. Look, as soon as I went out, I saw you two. Dad, am I awesome?"
Before Zhou Xiaozheng could respond. Zhang Guoqing, unable to maintain politeness, hurriedly surrounded her, "Is your heart still racing now? Why haven’t you mentioned it before? Why don’t we go to the hospital now to check?"

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