Chapter 28 Is this really my granddaughter?!

*Slap!* A heavy slap landed across his face.

A clear palm print immediately appeared on the young leader's face.

The old man didn't dare to hit Sang Zhizhi, so he simply vented all his anger on Gan Su.

"You have no right to speak here, get out of my way!"

"How dare you hit your older brother?!"

Sang Zhizhi grabbed Gan Su's hand and ran outside. She glared fiercely at the mean grandfather, "This is our house. If he has no right to speak, who does? If you want to act tough, go back to your own house!"

Actually, she felt uneasy when she said those words.

After all, she had only been in this family for a short time, and no matter how close her father was, they were not related by blood.

As the youngest in the family, she would likely be reprimanded for arguing with her elders.

But she couldn't bear to see her older brother suffer such a severe beating because of her, so she was determined to fight back no matter what.

"—Zhizhi?!"

The commotion in the courtyard startled Jiang Anchao and his wife, who rushed over.

Jiang Anchao hurriedly dropped his bicycle and ran in. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw his father standing there, full of anger.

The eldest brother covered his face and silently shed tears, while Zhenwei was already terrified.

He frowned. "Dad, what are you doing?!"

When Zhizhi saw her father coming, she could no longer maintain her composure, and all that remained on her face was fear and a faint sense of panic.

She was genuinely afraid that her father would kick her out because she had argued with her grandfather.

The little cub stood there in a panic.

Jiang Huiqing snorted coldly, "Your mother and I came to see you, only to hear that you married a widow behind our backs. What? You've grown wings and don't respect your parents anymore?!"

"You can't hit the child! What did Gansu do wrong that you had to hit him like that?"

Jiang An bent down to examine the injuries on the young master's face.

Gan Su held back her tears and shook her head with great understanding, "Dad, I'm fine, it doesn't hurt."

Nonsense, it's all swollen, how could it not hurt?

Gansu is a thoughtful and sensitive child who never complains when he is wronged.

Even now, he's still trying to cover for his grandfather.

Jiang An's anger surged. He turned to stare at his father and said, "Gan Su's mouth injury had just healed a few days ago, and you came over and attacked the child without saying a word. What do you mean by that? If you don't want to come, you don't have to. I didn't beg you to come."

"Are you trying to teach your father a lesson?!"

The old man immediately started cursing, "If your mother hadn't insisted on coming, do you think I would have bothered with this mess of yours?"

"—Stop arguing! Stop arguing!"

An elderly woman's voice came from outside the courtyard.

Zhizhi looked in the direction of the sound, her almond-shaped eyes filled with surprise.

Isn't this the old lady who just brought me home?

Hearing the father and son arguing, Grandma Jiang disregarded her embarrassment and went straight into the courtyard.

When she saw the little girl again, her expression was complicated.

She's become his 'granddaughter'.

"It really is you. So you're the burden that widow brought back..."

There was an indescribable awkwardness in Grandma Jiang's tone.

This little girl is sweet-talking, sensible, kind, and righteous; she used to like her very much.

But now, in the blink of an eye, he discovered that she was actually the daughter brought by his daughter-in-law.

Grandma Jiang felt a lump in her throat; all the words she had wanted to say to the mother and daughter now remained unuttered.

Sang Zhizhi, with her hands tucked in her pockets, suddenly understood.

The old lady is Dad's biological mother. She said she came to see her son, but she was actually visiting Dad.

No wonder she bought all of Dad's favorite dishes, no wonder she always visits the military dependents' home when she's passing by...

Sang Zhizhi looked at Grandma Jiang with her clear black and white eyes, her soft voice filled with pity, "Grandma, are you going to send Zhizhi away too?"

The word "Grandma" touched her heart, but it also made her feel even worse.

She and her husband originally came with the intention of driving the mother and daughter away.

Who would have thought that this adorable girl was the person I hated the most?

Grandma Jiang took a deep breath, hardened her heart, and said, "I...I don't like you, and your mother too. I don't agree to your mother marrying into this family! You can all leave!"

Grandpa Jiang looked his wife up and down.

Didn't she say she was going to chase the mother and daughter away with a big broom before she came?

Why are you speaking so gently now?

Did I get chased by ghosts when I went out to buy groceries?

Zhizhi's eyes were red, and she sniffed, causing the two little braids on her head to tremble.

“I don’t know what Zhizhi did wrong to be so disliked by her grandparents, but her father said that this will always be Zhizhi’s home, and I’m not leaving.”

Grandma Jiang's heart ached at seeing the poor little thing.

She's used to being feisty, so she can handle a mother and daughter who are both unruly and vulgar.

But with the sweet little girl in front of her crying, she just couldn't bring herself to kick her out.

"Speak properly, why are you crying? Oh, please stop crying..."

Grandma Jiang's harsh expression almost crumbled, but she immediately shut her mouth when she saw Deng Qiu come in.

Deng Qiu was the last to enter the courtyard. After parking her bicycle, she quietly closed the courtyard gate.

“If you have something to say, go inside and talk. Making a scene outside will only make everyone hear, and it will damage the reputation of the other side of the strait.”

After saying that, she picked up Zhizhi and walked into the house.

"Wife..."

Jiang Anchao reached out to take the child, but Deng Qiu didn't even glance at him and went inside.

The parents don't accept their child and still treat them like this, bossing them around.

This is most likely to cause a rift in the relationship between husband and wife.

Deng Qiu was dissatisfied with Jiang Anchao's attitude towards the children, not only towards Zhizhi, but also towards Gansu.

Her biological parents couldn't accept Zhizhi, and she would rather sever ties than give up raising her.

Now that Grandpa Jiang is all grown up, if he really doesn't plan to do anything, then she will be very disappointed in him.

Deng Qiu took some popsicles from the refrigerator and applied them to Gan Su's face, instructing the three children to stay in the bedroom and not come out.

When she arrived in the living room, the father and son were already arguing fiercely.

She silently took out the marriage certificate from the sewing box and placed it on the table, calmly saying, "You may not recognize it, but the country does. His marriage to me is a done deal, an unchangeable fact."

With just a few words, the arena fell completely silent.

Grandma Jiang was the first to stand up and grab the marriage certificate to see it clearly, but Jiang Huiqing snatched it away and threw it at his son.

"Jiang Lao Er, I don't have a son like you!"

He practically choked out those words.

Jiang Anchao's face immediately turned pale. He opened his mouth, "Dad..."

Deng Qiu slowly took his hand, signaling him not to speak yet.

Facing her two aggressive in-laws, she said, "I'm a second-time bride, and so is he. Women are liberated in this new era, and there's nothing about me that makes me unworthy of him. But as a younger generation, I want to know why you're so opposed to us?"

"You don't need to know this!"

"Dad, you're biased! You've been biased since we were kids!"

Seeing that another argument was about to break out, Old Mrs. Jiang became anxious, "Because Anchao is engaged! He has a childhood betrothal!"

Jiang Anchao's hand trembled violently, and he subconsciously looked at Deng Qiu.

Deng Qiu's face twitched slightly, but he still tried his best to keep his expression calm. "His first wife already had two children, and now that he's marrying me as his second wife, a childhood betrothal has popped up. Are you two targeting me?"