Chapter 258 Shen Xingjiang is not your son

The incident happened quite suddenly, and as it was a family matter of the Cheng family, Jiang Jun and Qin Botang were not brought along.

The Cheng family does not live in an alley, but in a courtyard.

Siheyuan, main gate, first courtyard, lobby, second courtyard, study, residence, side rooms on both sides, each room connected by corridors and partition doors.

The first courtyard is planted with Chinese phoenix trees and catalpa trees, symbolizing the harmony between Chinese phoenix trees and catalpa trees.

The second courtyard is planted with daylilies and toon, symbolizing the flourishing of both daylilies and toon.

Everywhere is precious and exquisite.

In the same 1970s, some people racked their brains to earn a meal, while others were so rich that the wealth that showed through their fingers was enough to blind others.

The Cheng family responded to the national policy. Apart from the eye-catching and delicate mansion with tower blocks, the interior layout was relatively simple, lacking a bit of oppressive atmosphere.

Before entering the yard, I heard Cheng Shiguan’s voice: “Grandpa, my dad is confused, you can’t be confused, Shen Xingjiang is not qualified to enter our Cheng family?”

Cheng Shiguan's grandfather Cheng Wenshan and Cheng Hanzhang's father Cheng Wenyuan are brothers, but there is a twenty-year age difference between the brothers, which makes Cheng Wenyuan and his nephew Cheng Du look about the same age, while Cheng Hanzhang and Cheng Shiguan are of the same age, and Cheng Hanzhang is a generation older than Cheng Shiguan.

Cheng Wenshan looked similar to Cheng Wenyuan, but older, almost sixty, with half his hair white. His voice was hoarse, "Whether you are qualified or not, you still have to listen to your great grandfather's opinion."

With the old man around, Cheng Wenshan couldn't make the decision, and Cheng Shiguan didn't dare to say anything.

Cheng Yanhu is seventy-eight years old, with completely white hair, but he does not look old at all. His face, which has been weathered by time, exudes a sense of dominance and his eyes are sharp. He sits in the main seat in the hall, holding little Nuonuo, who is wearing a red jacket, in his arms. Little Nuonuo is one year old now, and after learning to crawl, he runs around all over the floor, but he doesn't like to talk, and usually just hums to give you face.

No matter who teaches her, little Nuonuo refuses to call dad or mom, or great-grandfather.

Cheng Hanzhang brought Jiang Wanwan and Shen Xingjiang in.

Xiao Nuonuo, who was originally sitting in Cheng Yanhu's arms chewing her fingers, saw Jiang Wanwan and Shen Xingjiang, and she opened her hands and cried loudly.

"Daddy...Mommy..."

The little guy had the same eyes as Qin Xiaoye. When he cried, tears fell down his face. His chubby little feet kicked hard on Cheng Yanhu.

He looked so excited, just like a child who was kidnapped by bad guys and finally met his biological parents.

Cheng Hanzhang sighed in pain: "You don't call me dad, you little brat. It seems you haven't figured out who your real dad is, right?"

Having said that, he still walked over, picked up Xiao Nuonuo, and carried him to Jiang Wanwan.

Fortunately, Qin Xiao was not there. It would have been sad to see this brat recognize someone as his mother.

The little guy's nose was red from crying, and he reached out pitifully for a hug. Jiang Wanwan's nose was sore. She was afraid that the coldness from her body would chill him, so she took off her scarf and coat before holding little Nuonuo in her arms.

The clothes were warm and had a pleasant scent that was unique to her. Xiao Nuonuo smelled the familiar scent and sobbed, hugging Jiang Wanwan's neck.

"Mom..."

Qin Xiao also taught him to call mom every day, but Xiao Nuonuo’s pronunciation was not very accurate, so he could only call out Mama.

Xiao Nuonuo had been taken away for some time, and Jiang Wanwan thought he wouldn't recognize her, but she didn't expect that he not only recognized her, but also regarded her as his mother.

She took out her handkerchief and wiped his tears distressedly: "Look how wronged my Nuonuo is. It's my fault."

No matter what the occasion was or who was in the room, Jiang Wanwan couldn't resist the tear-jerking feeling of the little guy hugging her neck and wiping his tears from her body.

Cheng Hanzhang saw Jiang Wanwan holding the child, and Shen Xingjiang was standing at the door holding clothes, which was inconvenient: “Come and sit here.”

He gestured to the seat next to Cheng Wenyuan.

Shen Xingjiang put his arm around Jiang Wanwan’s shoulders and took her to sit next to Cheng Wenyuan.

After Jiang Wanwan sat down, Xiao Nuonuo stayed in her arms for a while, raised her neck and stretched out her chubby hands to Shen Xingjiang with tears in her eyes: "Daddy~"

The little guy is chubby and looks like Cheng Hanzhang. He is like Cheng Hanzhang, and also has a bit of Shen Xingjiang's shadow.

After all, Cheng Hanzhang and Shen Xingjiang look somewhat similar.

Shen Xingjiang's clothes were not so cold sitting here, so he didn't need to take off his clothes to hold him. His expression didn't change much. The moment he held the child, his eyes softened a lot, like spring breeze and rain.

His arms were spacious, and little Nuonuo felt comfortable there. After a while, the sobbing and twitching stopped, and he twisted his little butt and sat on Shen Xingjiang's legs.

Well, when Cheng Hanzhang saw it, he felt even more heartbroken.

His son sat in the arms of the young couple, just like a family, but the little boy looked satisfied and comfortable.

Cheng Wenyuan didn't sense his son's pain, and smiled as he said to Old Man Cheng, "No wonder Xiao Nuonuo refused to call him mom and dad after coming back, and wasn't used to sleeping with them at night. He probably thought Hanzhang and Xiaoye were kidnapped children. The brat is really smart, and he was able to pretend with them for so long."

Cheng Hanzhang: “…”

Cheng Du was so proud when he saw Xiao Nuonuo kissing Xingjiang: "Second Uncle, you don't even care who gave birth to your son. I've long said that Xingjiang is excellent. Look, even your grandson admits it."

The corners of Cheng Shiguan's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile.

His eyes fell on Jiang Wanwan, and the bitterness in his heart bubbled up. He did not fall in love with Jiang Lian at the beginning, and now he was back with Jiang Wanwan, holding his one-month-old baby, to celebrate the New Year.

When she held the child, her smile was gentle, beautiful and peaceful. If he could have a wife like this at home who would prepare dinner for him when he came home, he would wake up smiling in his dreams.

They are all men, and Chen Xingjiang couldn't hide Cheng Shiguan's thoughts. He took Jiang Wanwan's hand, interlocked their fingers, and said nothing, but let Cheng Shiguan lose miserably.

Cheng Shiguan turned his eyes away, his teeth grinding.

When everyone was present, Cheng Du introduced: "Grandpa, he is my son Shen Xingjiang. It was me who failed Puran and caused her to marry a peasant and live a hard life with her child."

Shen Xingjiang frowned: "My father is not a mud-legged man. I wouldn't be sitting here without him. Please be careful with your words."

Cheng Du nodded repeatedly: "Dad was wrong, I said the wrong thing."

Cheng Shiguan felt that it was particularly ridiculous for him to sit there.

He looked at Jiang Wanwan, trying to find even a little comfort from her eyes.

Jiang Wanwan sat next to Shen Xingjiang, staring at him, and refused to give him any.

Why?

All eyes and affection were on Shen Xingjiang, his body tensed and his hands clenched into fists.

Cheng Du said to the old man, "Grandpa, I can't watch my own child wandering around. Gao Shulan is a savage woman with a black heart. She won't let me take Xingjiang back. You must make the decision for me and my poor son."

Little Nuonuo leaned in Shen Xingjiang's arms and sucked his fingers. He didn't know what was so funny about Cheng Du's words. The little guy giggled with drooling.

I feel a bit mocking for some reason.

Cheng Du frowned, and before he could say anything else, a woman suddenly rushed in from outside: "No!"

“Shen Xingjiang is not your son!”