Chapter 130 Whose Child Is It?
"How could you give her all your family property? Who does she think she is! Just an outsider!"
These words shocked the entire audience.
One moment they were mocking Shen Cuifen for being unloved and uncared for, and the next they heard about this astonishing decision.
Even Shen Cuifen herself was stunned.
She never expected that Lu Qiming would give her something so important.
These land deeds represent the wealth accumulated by the Lu family over generations, and their value is immeasurable.
Lu Qiming handed them all over to her without hesitation.
I took care of him back then simply because I felt sorry for him; I didn't expect anything in return.
At that time, he was seriously ill and bedridden, coughing incessantly and feeling weak all over.
She prepared medicine and fed the child every day, and took care of their bodily needs without complaint.
It wasn't to please anyone, nor was it for any gain; it was simply out of the most basic human goodness.
Lu Zhongping also got anxious and jumped up, shouting, "Grandpa! What nonsense are you talking about!"
His face was flushed, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, as if someone had stolen his manhood.
"You gave everything to Shen Cuifen, how am I supposed to marry Mu Xiang? Don't you even want to hold your great-grandchild?"
If they didn't have a single penny, Shen Cuifen could kick their whole family out!
The moment that thought arose, he felt an unprecedented fear.
Without money, he couldn't hold his head up in the village; without money, Mu Xiang's family would definitely not agree to the marriage.
Lu Zhonghe was sweating profusely with anxiety, fearing that what his grandfather said was true.
He stood in the corner, rubbing his palms together incessantly, his sleeves soaked with sweat.
He was still planning that once Zhou Wenjuan's family offered the bride price, he would go to their door to propose marriage and marry her as soon as possible.
But now, are all those beautiful dreams about to be shattered?
But now things are really messed up. The land is gone, the house is gone, where will the money to get a wife come from?
This is it, everything is ruined.
The land was his family's lifeline, passed down from his ancestors, and the house was a place of refuge that he had painstakingly built.
He had originally hoped to use these possessions to find a wife who could manage a household, have children, and continue the family line.
But now, everything is gone, and even a place to stand has become a luxury.
He stood there, his hands clenched so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, yet he felt no pain.
Only one thought was swirling in my mind.
How should we live our lives from now on?
At this moment, he felt a little regretful, thinking that he shouldn't have signed that severance agreement that morning.
If only I had been a little calmer back then, even just one more minute of thought would have been better!
He shouldn't have let short-term gains cloud his judgment and severed all ties with his family.
Once the severance agreement is signed, it means that he is no longer a member of the Lu family, no longer under their protection, and no longer enjoys any inheritance rights.
He thought it was just a formality, but who knew Lu Qiming was serious.
What about now?
Their identity was kicked aside, their names were erased from the family tree, and they weren't even qualified to stay for one night.
"Dad! Are you talking nonsense? Giving the house and land to Chen Cuifen? Are you out of your mind?"
Lu Weidong's voice was almost choked with disbelief.
His eyes widened as he stared intently at Lu Qiming.
The house and land represent the savings of generations of the Lu family. How can they be given away to outsiders with just a few words?
And it was given to a woman with whom he had no blood relation!
This is absolutely absurd!
Just as everyone was in shock, Lu Weidong finally stumbled back.
He ran so fast that his steps were unsteady and his body was swaying, as if he were drunk.
His forehead was covered in sweat, which trickled down his cheeks.
He didn't bother wiping himself or straightening his clothes; all he wanted was to get back as quickly as possible and see for himself if there was any way to salvage the situation.
The rumors he had overheard on the road were already causing him immense distress.
If that were the case, his life would be ruined.
Throughout the journey, he experienced excruciating pain in his lower body.
The wound hadn't fully healed yet, and sharp pain shot from his groin straight up his spine.
He gritted his teeth, one hand gripping the wall, the other pressing hard on the painful spot.
You have to squat down for a while after taking a few steps, and only after you have a short rest can you continue.
My knees were chafed raw, and my pants were covered in mud.
But he dared not stop, nor could he stop.
I finally got inside, and just as I was about to go to the bathroom to catch my breath, I heard this.
He was so frightened that he forgot all the pain and scrambled inside.
He didn't even glance at Yang Juanhua on the ground, then turned and rushed to Lu Qiming, his voice trembling.
"Dad! Am I really your biological son? How could you say such a thing!"
He couldn't believe, and didn't want to believe, that the old father who had once carried him up a tree and taught him to read would push him into the abyss with his own hands.
"No matter what, Shen Cuifen is an outsider. What good is it if she has served you for more than ten years?"
Lu Weidong became more and more excited as he spoke, and his eyes even reddened.
"Her surname is Chen, not Lu. She didn't share your joys and sorrows, nor did she bear you any children. What right does she have to take away all of the Lu family's assets? What is she? Just an outsider!"
Why do you insist on helping outsiders and bullying your own family?!
His father didn't love him, his mother was weak and incompetent, and his sisters each had their own agendas. Now, even the last glimmer of hope had been extinguished.
Lu Weidong spoke with his face flushed red, spitting all over Lu Qiming's face.
He didn't know how many times he said "unfair" or how many times he repeated "why?"
Lu Qiming coldly raised his sleeve and slowly wiped his face.
“You are not my son. You are a bastard.”
Lu Weidong suddenly took two steps back, his legs went weak, and he almost lost his balance.
"Dad... what nonsense are you talking about?"
Finally, he managed to utter those words with difficulty.
He stared intently at Lu Qiming, his eyes filled with pleading.
But Lu Qiming just looked at him, his gaze cold and unwavering.
Lu Weidong's face turned pale, and his ears were ringing.
But Shen Cuifen stood there calmly, as if she had expected this to happen.
She stood quietly, her hands clasped in front of her, her lips slightly downturned, conveying a sense of sorrow.
Such composure is what makes people even more uneasy.
Lu Weidong suddenly realized that all of this might have been destined long ago, but he was the last person to know it.
Actually, she already knew.
Lu Qiming told her that in person that day.
It was dusk, and the setting sun shone on the threshold of the main room.
Lu Qiming sat in the rattan chair.
“Jianguo is not my biological son, I’ve checked. Your mother had a relationship with Old Wang from the east end of the village back then, and the child didn’t look like me when he was born.”
Shen Cuifen was not surprised at the time, nor did she ask any further questions. She simply nodded and softly replied, "Mm."
From that day on, she knew that things would change in this family sooner or later.
"Don't call me Dad, you're just a kid of unknown origin."
At this moment, Lu Qiming repeated it again in front of everyone.
Only then did Lu Weidong remember to take a look at Yang Juanhua.
His gaze slowly shifted to the woman in the corner.
That was his mother, the one who gave birth to him, raised him, and endured decades of hardship.
He should have rushed over to confront her immediately.
But my legs felt like they were filled with lead, and I couldn't move them at all.
He could only look at her with trembling eyes.
Yang Juanhua's back was hunched over, as if her spine had been removed.
Silence became her only response.
This silence is heavier and more suffocating than any answer.
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