Time flies, and the family gathered together to celebrate the Lantern Festival. The day of departure was approaching, but Zhou Xiaozheng and his daughter did not mention this topic.
As they spent more and more time together, Zhou Jiao was reluctant to leave her family. However, there were many hurdles ahead that she had to overcome; she could only move forward and not backward.
Zhou Jiao took advantage of her parents being at work to start making dumplings and buns, and went out to buy cooked food, and brewed thick soup. She used every method she could think of to get her dad to eat a little more.
Standing in the storage room, looking at the jars of food leaning against the wall, she pondered her thoughts wistfully. The matters with the Gu Family in Beijing were resolved, and those who should go to hell had gone; her dad also had his brothers to assist him. It seemed like she had no further use staying.
