Chapter 132 The Scumbag Father Wants to Become a Monk (18)

"Plaintiffs, what are your claims?"

The judge first asked if a recusal request was needed, and after receiving a negative answer, began the proceedings and asked questions.

The aunt spoke up, "Your Honor, Jianguo is my brother. Look at him, he's in such a state, confined to a wheelchair, his life is incredibly difficult..."

"Get to the point!" the judge interrupted her.

“Okay, okay, we demand that his son, Song Changqing, who is sitting across from us, take responsibility for his father’s care. Also, Jianguo has been hospitalized and living in my house during this period, which has also incurred a lot of expenses. We also demand that his son pay for those expenses.”

When my aunt got to the point, her tone became somewhat hurried.

"Your Honor, I have an IOU here from Jianguo, with his fingerprint on it, for a total of 600,000 yuan. His son should pay it all!"

The judge nodded, glanced at the final expert report, and looked somewhat puzzled.

"Ms. Song, you are Song Jianguo's sister. Are you sure your brother has a son?"

The aunt was taken aback, then nodded repeatedly.

"Of course! And I watched Song Changqing grow up!"

The judge looked at Changqing with a strange expression.

"Mr. Li, what do you have to say? Do you take your mother's surname, Li?"

Changqing spoke calmly.

“My mother’s surname is Li, but I don’t know if I have the same surname as my mother.”

Judge: "Do you have any impressions of your father?"

Changqing shook his head: "No, my mother told me when I was very young that my father had passed away."

"Then why do you call Ms. Song 'aunt'?"

"That's what I've been called since I was little," Changqing said honestly. This nickname didn't prove anything, and he had no intention of hiding it.

"Did your father disappear when you were a child?"

"My mom told me he was dead."

Do you remember your father?

Not at all.

The judge nodded and then asked the eldest aunt, "Ms. Song, how many brothers do you have?"

The eldest aunt looked somewhat displeased. "Of course, I only have one brother, Jianguo."

Finally, the judge looked at Song Jianguo and asked, "How many years have you been away from your family?"

Song Jianguo looked displeased. "What does this have to do with the case?"

Please answer my question.

"More than twenty years, I think."

"Do you remember there was a child when you left? What was the child's name?"

“Call me Song Zhiyuan,” Song Jianguo glanced at Changqing, but finally answered truthfully.

This was the name he chose, but the woman later changed it.

The judge didn't seem to care and continued asking questions.

"Have you ever gone home to see your children all these years? Have you fulfilled your responsibilities as a father?"

Song Jianguo couldn't hold back any longer.

“What does this have to do with the case? I’m going to file a complaint against you!” he couldn’t help but shout.

"Quiet!" the judge snapped.

The eldest aunt quickly chimed in, defending herself, "Jianguo suffered a blow and hasn't recovered all these years, but as far as we know, even if he wasn't a good father, his son should still support him in his old age, right?"

She had consulted before coming, which is why she was so confident.

The judge looked rather grim.

But he nodded anyway, because that was indeed the case. Legally speaking, the obligation to raise a child is not a prerequisite for the obligation to support a family.

As a judge, I've seen countless cases, including many where irresponsible fathers come knocking on their children's door demanding support in their old age, but—

Cases like the one before us are truly rare.

He flipped through the paternity test report again and felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

In the audience, Zhao Gongdu was getting impatient. The judge kept asking irrelevant questions. What was the point? The paternity test had already been done. Couldn't they just announce it directly?

He couldn't help but raise his hand.

"Judge, since the son has an obligation to support his parents regardless, please just announce the result. Hasn't a paternity test already been done?"

“That’s right, everyone is busy, so let’s not waste too much time,” my aunt chimed in.

Asking further will only lead to awkwardness, after all, Song Jianguo is hardly a responsible father.

The judge looked at Changqing.

Changqing: "I have no objection."

Finally, the judge produced the paternity test report, his gaze sweeping over both sides before settling on Song Jianguo.

"Plaintiff, you have no grounds to demand that the defendant provide for your old age, because the paternity test results do not support your father-son relationship."

The judge's voice wasn't loud, but to Song Jianguo and his group, it sounded like a thunderclap.

"impossible!"

The eldest aunt suddenly stood up.

"That's absolutely impossible!"

Song Jianguo swayed and almost fell off his wheelchair, his eyes filled with disbelief.

How is that possible?

It wasn't his son after all!

He stared intently at Changqing, but saw no surprise on his face.

Could it be—

Song Jianguo felt as if something had struck his mind: had he been cuckolded?

A surge of anger welled up inside him. This kid must have known all along, which is why he dared to do the appraisal so confidently!

Utter disgrace!

This is an absolute disgrace!

Song Jianguo, was he cuckolded? So the child isn't his?

"You, you—"

Song Jianguo pointed at Changqing, his face flushed, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Zhao Gong felt a chill run down his spine.

The paternity test doesn't support a father-son relationship? So the kid really isn't his uncle's son?

It's over.

It's really over.

What should I do if I lose all my money?

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" He refused to believe the result and stood up abruptly.

"Silence!" the judge's voice was slightly stern. "Please observe court discipline!"

Zhao Gong immediately fell silent.

He slumped back into his seat, his face still bearing an expression of disbelief.

On the other side, Changqing remained calm and composed, his expression relaxed, as if everything was under control.

The judge then proceeded with a series of persuasive statements, essentially hoping that both parties could stop there and prioritize reconciliation.

Changqing is of no concern.

He was very polite, saying on the spot that he wouldn't hold a grudge against anyone, and also generously wished Song Jianguo a peaceful old age.

"Uncle Song, perhaps you do have a son in your memory, but unfortunately, it's not me. However, I see that your nephew is quite filial to you, so he probably won't abandon you. Don't worry about your retirement. Society is much better now. Even if you have difficulties, there are many subsidies and assistance you can apply for."

Before leaving, he even offered words of comfort with a smile.