Chapter 67 Let Wanwan recognize her ancestral roots
All the younger generations were driven out, and the words that could not be said could now be said openly.
Old man Zhong hunched over with his thin and lonely body, huddled on a bench with drooping eyelids, taking a puff of his pipe from time to time, his expression gloomy and his brows furrowed.
For about a month, he actually had a hurdle in his heart that he couldn't get over.
After all, what innocent girl could do such a shameful thing?
To put it bluntly, she was young and ignorant and was deceived by a man outside. To put it even more bluntly, she had no sense of propriety and eloped with someone.
People outside spread gossip, but it doesn't matter whether you were cheated or how young and ignorant you are.
Wrong, it’s wrong.
As long as a woman marries a man without clear reasons and divorces him without clear reasons, people will say that she is fickle, unfaithful and does not live a good life!
After receiving the letter, Old Man Zhong tossed and turned, unable to sleep all night. He made mental preparations for a long time before returning home with his family, ready to face all the rumors outside.
"Girl Qiao."
After a long time, he sighed.
"It's not a good idea to keep the child hidden. You can't keep the child at home forever. You have to let the family see him. Otherwise, people outside might say that the child was born out of wedlock."
"Listen to grandpa and take the child out."
These words were really abrupt. One second they were shouting that they wanted to throw Wanwan away, and the next second they asked her to take the child out and let him recognize his ancestors with a smile.
It was difficult for Zhong Qiao to gamble with her daughter's life, but at the same time she knew very well that what Old Man Zhong said was right. If she kept hiding things, she couldn't live like a rat.
In that case, what is the difference between Wanwan and her previous life?
Zhong Siqi looked reluctant and spoke up for her: "Grandpa, Wanwan is our child and has nothing to do with the Xu family. My sister even changed the child's name to Zhong."
"Changed your surname to Zhong?" Old Man Zhong paused smoking, looking surprised and delighted. "When did that happen? Zhiwei never told me."
Seeing that things were turning around, Zhong Zhiwei quickly explained humbly: "After the divorce, I immediately asked someone to change it. It's definitely our family surname, Zhong."
"hehe."
The second son's wife sneered, ruining the atmosphere at an inappropriate time.
"Do you think changing his surname will make us acknowledge him as a Zhong? Isn't he still Xu's blood in his bones? He can't deny it!"
"Our Zhong family won't randomly help others raise children!"
"Second brother, shut up."
Before Mr. Zhong and others could refute, Old Man Zhong interrupted her.
Old man Zhong's face turned ashen, his brows furrowed into a 川 (川) shape, and he could not hide the disgust in his eyes.
The second son’s daughter-in-law is really not good enough.
When he brought her home before, she spoke without thinking, with her mouth talking in front and her brain following behind. He didn't like her at all, but his second son insisted on marrying her and threatened that he would not marry anyone else!
After marrying her, bad things really happened.
This woman no longer pretends to be sweet and affectionate. She is lazy and greedy. She eats herself into a plump and white body. No matter what happens at home, she always speaks coldly and adds insult to injury.
The family is in chaos, and half of the credit goes to her.
He had long wanted to teach this eldest son's wife a lesson.
"Do you still see me as your father?"
Old Man Zhong knocked on his pipe, his eyes wide open with anger, wishing he could knock the pipe on the second son's wife's pig head to see what was going on in her head?!
"Don't interrupt me when I'm talking."
As if he was still not satisfied, he glared at his second son fiercely.
"The elders are talking, and the younger ones are interrupting. The big and the small are all the same. You can't even discipline your own wife and daughter. What else can you do?"
What Old Man Zhong is best at is repressive education.
Being scolded was commonplace for the three sons, but at the same time, it made them obsessed with gaining Mr. Zhong's approval, almost to the point of being pathological.
The second son's family lost face in front of others, so he gritted his teeth and immediately pulled the second son's wife back behind him.
"You damn bitch, didn't you listen to what Dad said? Stop embarrassing yourself."
"I, I won't say anything, okay..."
The second son's wife saw that he was really angry, so she shrank her neck and dared not breathe.
Old Man Zhong turned around and looked at Zhong Qiao with a friendly expression, continuing the previous topic.
"Qiao girl, go and bring the child here so I can take a look."
Zhong Qiao hesitated.
After a while, she sighed.
Forget it, I can't hide it all my life. The worst that can happen is that I can stay by Wanwan's side and not let those old people get close to me.
Thinking of this, Zhong Qiao went into the room, carried Wanwan out, and carefully handed her to Old Man Zhong.
Old man Zhong put away his pipe. His hands, like dry tree bark, trembled slightly, and his movements were even more unfamiliar. After taking the soft little pink ball, he pushed aside the outermost thick pink blanket rusted with plum blossoms.
Zhong Siwan showed her pink and white little face and just opened her eyes.
Clear, pure, and innocent.
She saw Zhong Qiao beside her with a nervous look on his face, giggling and stretching out his tender little hands to wave randomly in the air, completely unaware of the tense atmosphere.
Old man Zhong frowned.
This caused all kinds of thoughts to stir in the minds of those who were observing his words and expressions.
Zhong Qiao and others dared not even breathe, thinking that he did not like the child, while the remaining spectators also thought that old man Zhong would be furious and could not help but sneer.
Look.
Compared to the reputation of the Zhong family, he is just a money-loser.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows how to choose between what is more important and what is less important.
However, in this weird atmosphere, Old Man Zhong's serious expression gradually relaxed and he laughed heartily.
"Good boy."
"She looks exactly like Miss Qiao when she was little. She's worthy of being from the Zhong family."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expressions became disfigured.
Old man Zhong hadn't noticed it yet, and he was holding the soft little pink ball in his arms, unable to let it go.
He was still hesitant in his mind, thinking that he must give Zhong Qiao and others a warning no matter what, so that the younger generations would follow his example.
If we act it out again, it will be natural for the child to return to his roots, and this will also give an explanation to the older family.
Otherwise, the old family will start to make a fuss again.
But at this moment, the plan was completely disrupted and he no longer cared about his image.
What strategy, what master of balancing?! How can it be as fragrant as a granddaughter!
"Girl Qiao, since your surname is Zhong, can you give it a name?" asked Old Man Zhong.
"Yes." Zhong Qiaoshu let out a long sigh, and replied with a slightly relieved expression, "Zhong Siwan, that's her name."
Although Old Man Zhong had never read a book, he loved reading and taught himself good calligraphy. He studied a lot of ancient texts and rare characters. As soon as Zhong Qiao said it, he knew where it came from.
“Nice name.”
Old Man Zhong looked at Zhong Qiao with admiration, and then a look of regret flashed across his eyes.
"You are very similar to your mother, but it's a pity that you don't have the same vision as your mother."
Zhong Qiao was silent for a moment and said nothing more.
"Come."
Old man Zhong was happy and relaxed, and handed Wanwan to Old Mrs. Zhong, whose face was ashen.
"Old woman, look at your granddaughter too. Her eyes and double eyelids are just like those of our Zhong family!"
"What granddaughter?! Old man, you've lived too long and are blind."
Old Mrs. Zhong was so angry that she was shaking all over. She didn't even want to give Wanwan a glance. She spoke without any regard for her dignity and wished she could throw Wanwan to death on the spot.
"I didn't admit that this bastard is from our Zhong family!"
"Hey! Look at you."
Old man Zhong felt bored and simply stopped forcing her and continued to tease Zhong Siwan in his arms.
In this rare warmth, Zhong's father and others breathed a sigh of relief, while the wives of other families all looked extremely unhappy.
In this atmosphere where everyone was preoccupied with their own thoughts, Zhong Qiao suddenly remembered the inexplicable words that Ji's father had said to her when he had asked her out of bed.
For some unknown reason, she suddenly spoke.
"Grandpa, does our family have any connection with the Ji family?"
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