Su Yangang was oblivious to his leg pain. He grabbed Li Shiqing's hand and asked, "Where is my son staying now?"

"I've been staying at Shen Heng's house for half a month."

"Chen Heng?"

When Su Yan had just left home to join the army, he heard that Shen Heng had stabbed someone with a knife, and he didn't have a good impression of him.

"How did I end up at his house? Take me there quickly."

Su Yangang was being supported by his fellow villagers on both sides, and he no longer needed any guards.

This matter couldn't be explained in a short time, so Li Shiqing thought he would explain it to Shen Heng when they arrived at Shen Heng's house.

Su Yangang was surrounded by people when he arrived at Shen Heng's house. The last time his house was this lively was when Liu Ying went crazy and threw black dog blood at him.

Shen Heng frowned as he opened the door, and the sight of the crowd outside immediately annoyed him.

Su Yangang stood at the front of the crowd. Looking at Shen Heng's impatient face, he felt a little worried.

"Shen Heng, this is Zhi Gao's father, do you remember him?"

Li Shiqing said.

Shen Heng glanced at Su Yangang and nodded: "Come in, everyone else go do what you need to do, don't crowd around outside my house."

Shen Heng didn't want his home to be the subject of gossip, so he sent everyone away, and no one dared to disobey.

Su Yan frowned even more when he saw that Shen Heng's bad temper hadn't changed at all.

Only Li Shiqing, Su Yangang, and his bodyguard remained. Shen Heng led them into the house.

Su Yangang wasn't surprised that Shen Heng could live in such a nice house. Having been undercover for so many years, he knew all too well the principle that the bolder you are, the better you live.

But when he stood in the main hall and saw the child sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed) through the door frame, he couldn't help but get emotional. His eyes reddened, and he unconsciously tightened his grip on the guard's hand.

Li Shiqing said, "Zhigao, look who's here."

Su Zhigao had never met his father. Although Su Yangang was dressed in a smart military uniform and looked very respectable, he could not hide the hardships he had endured over the years and looked about ten years older than his actual age.

Su Zhigao stared blankly at the stranger at the door, remembering Bai Jiaojiao's words that she would find him an adoptive family.

"Auntie, I don't want to leave."

Su Zhigao was clever. Seeing Su Yangang's eager eyes, he knew that Su Yangang had come to take him away. He was writing on the small table on the kang, but he immediately moved closer to Bai Jiaojiao.

"Zhigao, I'm your father!"

Su Yangang grabbed his nose and cried. He took two steps forward, but found that the further he went, the closer Su Zhigao moved to Bai Jiaojiao's side.

Li Shiqing chimed in, "Zhigao, don't be afraid. He's your real father. Your father is back! He's here to take you to live a good life!"

"My father is dead, I have no father!"

Su Zhigao is young, but he's heard of stepfathers and stepmothers before. His father died long ago, so where did another one come from?

Li Shiqing's attempt to dissuade him only made things worse; Su Zhigao immediately snuggled into Bai Jiaojiao's arms.

“This…” Su Yangang looked to Bai Jiaojiao for help.

He recognized Bai Jiaojiao's face, but it wasn't surprising that a new bride came from another village. Since she was on the kang (heated brick bed) in Shen Heng's house, she must be Shen Heng's wife.

No wonder the village sent the children to Shen Heng's house; it turns out there was a woman there.

At first, he thought that Shen Heng intended to remain a bachelor for life and that he would kidnap his son to carry on the family line.

"Zhigao, your father is not dead. He is your biological father."

Bai Jiaojiao didn't push Su Zhigao away, but hugged him and made him change to a position where he could look directly at Su Yangang.

"Look at you, don't your dad and your grandma look a lot alike?"

When Su Yan was young, his mouth turned upwards, just like Grandma Su's. But now he's wasted his life, and the Grandma Su that Su Zhigao sees has also grown old.

However, upon hearing Bai Jiaojiao's words, Su Zhigao boldly glanced at Su Yangang.

Su Yangang immediately regained his confidence, bowed slightly and brought his face closer: "Zhigao, Dad is back."

Su Zhigao remained silent for a long time, and Bai Jiaojiao knew that he was struggling with something again.

In the past two weeks, Bai Jiaojiao has thoroughly investigated Su Zhigao's character.

"Do you want your dad to hug you?"

Su Zhigao didn't speak, but Bai Jiaojiao gave Su Yangang an encouraging look.

Su Yangang nervously reached out and actually managed to pull Su Zhigao out of Bai Jiaojiao's arms.

Li Shiqing breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could even hold Su Zhigao for three seconds, Su Zhigao started kicking his legs and crying.

He was fine as long as he was safe and sound, but this ordeal took a toll on Su Yangang's leg injury. Large beads of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead. Shen Heng quickly took the child from the side and dragged him around like a toy. Su Zhigao stopped making a fuss.

"Sir, please have a seat."

Su Yangang's bodyguard helped him onto the kang (a heated brick bed), but Su Yangang's eyes remained fixed on Su Zhigao.

Shen Heng was quite impatient. He had finally gotten rid of the little brat, but now he seemed to be planning to stay.

"Hey kid, what are you crying for?" Shen Heng said gruffly, nudging Su Zhigao, who clung to Shen Heng's neck and wouldn't let go.

Shen Heng looked at Li Shiqing: "What do you say now? Are we taking him away today?"

Li Shiqing then looked at Su Yangang.

“I can stay here for a few days if I take leave. If Zhigao can’t accept me right away, we can take it slowly.”

Su Yangang's lips were somewhat pale, it was hard to tell whether it was from leg pain or heartache.

“Well, it’s not convenient for you since you just got back. How about this, let this young man go back to your house first and tidy up the kang (heated brick bed) for you to heat up. You can sit at his house for a while. It’s freezing outside, so don’t go running around.”

Human feelings can be cultivated. Li Shiqing offered this suggestion, and neither party objected.

"Then I'll head over first, sir!"

The guard saluted and left, and Bai Jiaojiao invited him to sit on the kang (a heated brick bed).

"Stay and have lunch with the kids later."

Bai Jiaojiao offered to invite him to stay for dinner, and Su Yangang gratefully accepted.

"Since you've agreed, I won't linger here any longer. Jiaojiao, you should do some serious talking to Zhigao."

Su Zhigao's stay at Bai Jiaojiao's house was not legitimate, and Bai Shiqing was also worried at home. Her younger sister was only twenty years old, and raising such a big child would not sound good to outsiders.

This child will definitely be better off with his biological father!

"Don't worry, Uncle Qing."

Shen Heng saw Li Shiqing to the door and returned to find the father and son sitting side by side, looking rather awkward.

Bai Jiaojiao showed Su Yangang the words written by Su Zhigao on the table: "Look at these, Zhigao wrote them. Just a couple of days ago, he could only trace my handwriting."

Bai Jiaojiao broke the awkward silence between the father and son. The moment Su Yan saw the words, he asked the same question as Zheng Xu: "Why is it so difficult to teach?"

Bai Jiaojiao gritted her teeth.

"That's a long story."

Seeing Bai Jiaojiao hesitate, Su Yangang knew it wasn't anything good.

Before he could even open his mouth to ask, there was a knock on the courtyard gate.

Su Yahu's voice came from outside: "Chen Heng, open the door!"