Chapter 1503 - 549: Daughter’s Visit (Part 2)

Chapter 1503: Chapter 549: Daughter’s Visit (Part 2)

Although these two obstructions did not deduct points from Gasly’s Super License, he was penalized by the FIA with a six-place grid drop.

He was directly penalized to start from 12th place.

The reason for the six-place penalty is because blocking one driver during qualifying incurs a three-place grid drop, and he blocked two people.

Zhou Guanyu also missed the opportunity this round; if his Q2 qualifying time were 0.1 seconds faster, he could have started from 11th place in tomorrow’s main race.

Unfortunately, at this moment, the Alfa Romeo car has no competitive edge, so achieving this result is already Zhou Guanyu giving his best.

As for why Stroll is ahead of Alonso...

Brother Tou’s car’s floor was damaged at T2, and it was only repaired right before the start of the final lap in Q3, making it extremely tight to catch the last flying lap.

Being faster than Piastri was already an unexpected delight for Aston Martin.

Moreover, the Martin team knows their own condition; with time, the advantage of Aston Martin’s car has slowly diminished as other teams gathered more data and introduced more upgraded components.

Martin’s development capability isn’t as strong as Mercedes or Ferrari; the car’s performance has gradually lost its potential.

It’s foreseeable that by next year, or even the end of this year, Martin might become another Alfa Romeo.

The processes after the qualifying session won’t be detailed here.

After completing all his work in the paddock, Qin Miao hurried back to the hotel he was staying at.

The reason for his urgency was that today his wife and daughter came over.

Qin Miao’s daughter has been born for two months now and can travel long distances, and during this time, Qimeng’s health has improved considerably.

She was indeed feeling a bit cooped up at home, so she brought the child to the paddock to meet people.

Besides, since Qin Miao’s daughter was born, he hadn’t had many chances to see her, and now he really missed her.

Even before the end of the qualifiers, Qin Miao didn’t know that Qimeng was bringing Qin Muqiu to see him.

This also counts as a surprise after the qualifiers ended.

So after quickly completing all his work in the paddock, Qin Miao couldn’t wait to return to the hotel he was staying at.

Before he even entered the room, Qin Miao could hear the laughter and voices coming from his room.

Upon pushing the door open, Qin Miao saw his wife and mother chatting, with his daughter lying in Qimeng’s arms, drinking enthusiastically from a bottle.

"Mom, honey, how come you didn’t tell me you were coming?" Qin Miao said with a hint of complaint upon seeing them.

His mom didn’t answer his question but just smiled and asked, "You’re back? Was work tiring?"

Qin Miao chuckled, changed his shoes, and went over to his wife while saying, "There’s no tiring; I’m used to it."

Having said that, Qin Miao reached Qimeng and told her, "It’s been hard on you."

Qimeng understood what Qin Miao intended to do and handed their daughter over to him while saying, "It’s only been a few months, and the truly hard-working people are our parents. During the pregnancy, it was a bit tough, but other times are enjoyable."

Qin Miao reached out and took his daughter.

Before entering, he could still hear the little one laughing, but upon entering, the little one was staring blankly at him instead of laughing.

Muqiu at this point, compared to when she was newly born, had become much rounder, her small arms resembling segments of tender white lotus roots, feeling particularly good to the touch.

When Qin Miao’s palm supported Muqiu’s underarm, placing her in his arms, and holding her bottom with the other hand, Muqiu continued to stare at Qin Miao.

Qin Miao didn’t make any expression, only gazed into Muqiu’s bright black eyes.

After ten seconds, just when Qin Miao thought the little one might laugh or make another move, she suddenly burst into crying with a "wah."

This caught Qin Miao off guard, making him look helplessly towards his wife and mother, unsure of what to do.

His mom, having raised Qin Miao and being experienced with children, while Qimeng, despite her initial inexperience, had become quite adept with Qin Muqiu now.

Qimeng took the child from Qin Miao, observed briefly, then skillfully peeked under Muqiu’s diaper.

"It’s nothing, just pooped," Qimeng calmly said, then handed over the removed diaper to Qin Miao.

At this point, his mom went to get the wipes and a new diaper.

Despite the reluctance written all over Qin Miao’s face, he still took the somewhat warm diaper.

After receiving the child from Qin Miao, Qimeng took the wipes and new diaper from her mom and started to skillfully manage things.

Qin Miao stood there for two full minutes, then when Qimeng was about to hand the child back to Qin Miao, she saw him still holding the diaper.

"Why are you still holding that? Throw it away!" Qimeng gently tapped Qin Miao’s head with Muqiu’s little hand.

Muqiu also made a "wu-wu-wu" sound as if she was saying something.

Only then did Qin Miao, belatedly, throw the diaper into the trash can.

After Qin Miao’s hands were empty, Qimeng handed the child back to him.

This time, after being handed to Qin Miao, Qin Muqiu didn’t cry but simply looked at Qin Miao like before, as if performing facial recognition.

Once Muqiu recognized the face as her dad, the little girl grinned broadly.

Seeing this, Qin Miao finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was worried his daughter wouldn’t recognize him, and making her smile gave him an odd sense of achievement, exceeding even that of winning a main race event.

Both Qimeng and his mom initially thought Qin Miao wouldn’t be able to hold Qin Muqiu for long, since at home, whenever held by her grandpa, the little one would soon cry.

However, this time she stayed in Qin Miao’s arms for quite a while.

During dinner and when reviewing data for the next day’s main race afterwards, she sat quietly on Qin Miao’s lap, occasionally glancing at his computer screen or looking up at him, playfully fiddling with his clothes.

She stayed there, without fussing, and was particularly well-behaved.

Seeing such a quiet Muqiu, Qimeng felt a bit displeased.

"Seeing you now, she’s putting on a show. At home, whenever she tires of a toy, she immediately throws it away and starts crawling around, babbling in search of new toys."

Having just reviewed the data for tomorrow, Qin Miao smiled and, holding Muqiu, said, "So Muqiu has two faces, huh? On the bright side, at least when she grows up, we won’t have to worry about her being emotionally deceived."

Qimeng rolled her eyes at Qin Miao with disbelief.

After completing all his work, Qin Miao was ready to rest, as he had a race to run the next day.

Qin Miao initially planned to sleep with Muqiu, but was refused by Qimeng.

The reason is simple: the child wakes up easily at night, especially one only a few months old, and could start crying anytime.

Then you inevitably have to check in on the baby to see if she’s hungry or needs a diaper change.

This wouldn’t be a big deal for a regular person, who might just feel slightly tired the next morning.

But for Qin Miao, it could be problematic.

Staying up late is likely to affect Qin Miao’s focus during the next day’s race, which could worsen his performance or even cause danger on the track.

So, on Saturday night, Qin Miao slept alone while Qimeng and the others opened another room in the hotel to not disturb Qin Miao’s rest, taking Qin Muqiu along.