While Zhou Bai and Aunt Wang were talking, Zhou's father came to the kitchen door holding the bag of rice.
He didn't put the rice in, he just put it at the door, then turned and walked back to the living room.
Zhou Bai sat on the sofa and moved his position to the side.
Although Zhou's father couldn't see or touch him, Zhou Bai still made room for him.
Seeing Father Zhou sitting over, Aunt Wang shut her mouth knowingly.
She knew that if she was pushed too hard, the outcome might get even worse.
Zhou Bai's illusory figure sat side by side on the sofa with Zhou's father.
Dad picked up the remote control and turned on the TV. When he saw the news channel, he quickly clicked it.
It wasn't until a channel was playing music that he breathed a sigh of relief and put the remote control aside.
Aunt Wang was sitting on another sofa next to them. When she saw Father Zhou's actions, she couldn't help but cursed in her heart.
The father and son are exactly the same, and no one in the family wants to face reality.
"Old man Zhou, what did you just say happened outside?"
Mom brought a pot of soup from the kitchen and put it on the dining table. Then she remembered what Zhou's father had said when he just came in.
Dad stood up from the sofa with some embarrassment and walked a few steps quickly to come to her.
"It's okay, it's just a little messy.
After all, weirdness has invaded.
But it doesn’t matter, as long as we follow the rules, we will be able to get through it safely.”
After he finished speaking, he asked his wife to wait outside.
And he walked to the kitchen door, picked up the rice that had just been placed there, and put it inside.
【Only one person is allowed in the kitchen at a time.】
After he put away the rice, he took out the note from his pocket and reconfirmed the rules above.
"You came back a little early today.
It seems that the supplies distributed to each household are quite sufficient."
Zhou's mother was chatting casually with Zhou's father while lowering her head and placing the dishes and chopsticks.
Father Zhou didn't dare to say how much effort he had just put in to get this bag of rice, so he could only smile awkwardly.
"Hmm, I was delayed a bit on the way.
I should have been able to come back before eight o'clock."
When Mother Zhou heard this, her hand holding the chopsticks couldn't help but pause.
"It's past eight o'clock?"
Dad Zhou looked at the watch he was wearing: "Yes, it's almost half past eight now."
After he finished speaking, he noticed that Zhou's mother's face immediately became a little pale.
"The wall clock in our house is broken?
It’s over, the window isn’t closed yet.”
[Please close all windows in your home from 8pm to 7am the next morning.]
Dad Zhou turned around and saw that the wall clock at home showed that the current time was seven o'clock in the evening, and he immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.
That's it, they broke the rules again.
"Don't be afraid yet, I'll close the window."
Father Zhou quickly walked to the window and closed the window with a solemn expression.
But when she turned around, she still smiled at Zhou's mother pretending to be relaxed.
“Look, didn’t nothing happen?
Our son has won Daxia’s ability to resist pollution, and we won’t get into trouble so easily.”
Mother Zhou nodded, but when she mentioned her son, she couldn't help turning around and secretly wiped her tears.
"It's such a simple rule, but we all break it accidentally.
But our son has to go through so many copies.
How scared he must be every time he experiences these copies."
The more Mother Zhou thought about it, the more distressed she became. Her tears couldn't be stopped and kept flowing down.
Father Zhou could only walk over quickly, take out a tissue and wipe her tears.
And outside the window that was closed just now, Zhou Bai's illusory body was floating in the air.
A man with a long neck and many spots and stripes on his face was being strangled by Zhou Bai's hand.
His sharp cat claws were placed on the other person's face.
I saw Zhou Bai's sharp cat claws shining with cold light, and his expressionless face had a chilling murderous look.
This look immediately frightened the "little devil" who was about to do evil, and his hands and feet began to tremble.
"Don't you know you can't come here?"
The "little devil" was so scared that even his hair was trembling: "I...I'm new here. I don't know anything. I don't dare anymore. I really won't dare next time."
Zhou Bai looked him up and down, and the cat's claws went from his cheek down to his shoulder.
During the whole process, the other party was so frightened that he did not dare to breathe. He could only pray silently in his heart that Zhou Bai would be gentler.
However, unexpected pain quickly spread from his arm.
A scream pierced the dark night.
Some figures lurking nearby were so frightened that they quickly turned around and ran away.
Zhou Bai lowered his head, looked at his broken arm, and let go of his hand with satisfaction.
"Let's go, don't let me see you again."
Zhou Bai floated in mid-air outside the window. When the other party's figure disappeared into the darkness, he passed through the window and returned to the living room.
"Is this interesting?
Let me ask you, what’s the point of crushing an ant to death?”
After Aunt Wang watched Zhou Bai's entire operation just now, she couldn't help but want to complain about him.
Zhou Bai ignored her complaints, but floated directly past her, went straight to the restaurant, and sat on a specially reserved seat.
Mom brought out another plate of food from the kitchen, and then she and dad sat down in their respective seats.
"There is less and less food at home. I just cooked a plate of vegetables tonight. You can make do with it."
Father Zhou picked up a chopstick of green vegetables and put it into his bowl.
"very good already.
In this current situation, with food, vegetables and soup, we are already better than many people."
At this point, Zhou's mother's eyes suddenly became blurry again.
“I don’t know if our son has food to eat now?
At the end of the live broadcast, it was clearly stated that he could return to the real world.
But after so long, why hasn’t he come home yet?”
Zhou Bai sat next to them, and when he saw his mother wiping her tears again, he felt uncomfortable.
He has gone home long ago.
He is always by your side.
It's just that you can't see him.
Father Zhou handed over a tissue, turned around and saw a pair of empty dishes and chopsticks on the empty seat next to him, and he began to feel sad.
Every day when they eat, they will put out an extra set of bowls and chopsticks.
They only looked forward to one day when the door to their home would suddenly be opened, and their son would say that he was late and sit down next to the bowl and chopsticks with a smile.
Ever since they learned that Zhou Bai could return to the real world, they had been looking forward to it every day.
But every day's hopes were ultimately dashed.
"Our son is so smart, he will definitely find a way to come back."