Chapter 47 Zhizhi wants to become a real family with her father.
"don't want!"
Sang Zhizhi's eyes widened, her whole body filled with resistance.
She didn't want to go back to her bad father, or to Sangjiapo. In the military dependents' home, she had her brothers, playmates, a loving aunt, and a new father.
She finally had a new home, and she was reluctant to leave.
Gan Su and Yuan Hui exclaimed in unison, "Zhi Zhi, you can't leave!"
“Yes.” Zhenwei’s face fell when he heard that his sister was leaving, and even the rice in his bowl lost its flavor. “We have to make sure Zhizhi stays.”
Little Zhizhi frantically tugged at her mother's clothes, "What else did Grandpa say in his letter? Did he give our address to that bad Daddy?"
“No, Grandpa notified us as soon as he found out he was asking about your situation, and told us to be careful lately.” Deng Qiu shook her head, squatted down to comfort her, “Don’t worry, Zhizhi, you are Mom’s precious baby, Mom won’t leave you behind.”
Wen Qingqian, who was standing to the side, also began to feel dejected. She put down her bowl and said, "Never mind, I'm full."
It's all her fault for being too quick; she kindly handed over the letter, thinking it was good news, but it turned out to be a bolt from the blue.
What will I do if Zhizhi is really taken away by her biological father?
"Commander Jiang, don't you two have any other way to prevent Zhizhi's biological father from taking her away? Our military dependents' home is so easy to find, what if he really finds out and comes knocking on our door?"
As Sang Zhizhi listened, she couldn't help but look longingly at her father.
She threw stones, but instead of breaking the window, she ended up with a wonderful father.
Dad is so brave, he should be able to find a way, right?
Jiang Anchao couldn't bear to look at the cub's eyes. He sighed helplessly, "Sang Lao Er is Zhi Zhi's father. Although he gave her to Deng Qiu when they divorced, Deng Qiu is just a stepmother... If he's really determined to take her back, it will be very troublesome."
Little Zhizhi lowered her eyes, her ears drooped, and the dejected little cub looked out the door.
In early autumn, there are grapes that Deng Qiu brought back from school and carefully cultivated in the yard. At this time, the vines have only climbed up to the wall.
"We just set up the grape trellis yesterday, and I'm already thinking that next summer I can pick grapes with my brothers..."
Now she may never even see the grapes bear fruit.
"Why be discouraged?!" Wen Qingqian suddenly had an idea. She stood up as if she had been injected with chicken blood. "How about this, let's go through the adoption procedures for Zhizhi, and I'll adopt her with Lao Yuan. That way, he won't be able to find her, right?"
In that case, she could really become Zhizhi's mother!
She's not my godmother!
She is the legal mother!
Jiang Anchao shook his head. "It's no use. Zhizhi is under eight years old, so the adoption can't be done. As long as they find Zhizhi's household registration information, they can still take the child away."
Household registration information?
What if it could be changed?
Sang Zhizhi seemed to suddenly realize something. She swallowed hard and asked eagerly, "Dad, does that mean if they can't find Zhizhi's household registration information, they won't be able to find us?"
"Um?"
Jiang Anchao narrowed his eyes, and a plan gradually emerged in his mind.
Sang Zhizhi pursed her little lips, her big, blinking eyes looking intently at her father.
"Dad, Zhizhi wants to be a family with you forever. Big brother has already started calling me Mom, so can Zhizhi... take Dad's surname, Jiang?"
Change your surname?
The little cub's words silenced the adults present.
Deng Qiu, in particular, was overwhelmed with mixed feelings, unable to express them in words.
When she got together with Anchao, it was a hasty marriage of convenience. She didn't expect any real feelings, and she just pretended to be a real couple.
But unexpectedly, they actually developed feelings for each other during their time together.
She had considered changing the child's surname, but since they were a blended family, she was always afraid that if she rashly changed Zhizhi's surname to Jiang, the child would not be able to get over that mental hurdle.
Unexpectedly, Zhizhi brought it up herself.
Jiang Anchao's voice trembled almost imperceptibly, "...Are you telling the truth?"
After he and Deng Qiu got together, they were in complete agreement on the issue of having children.
Deng Qiu never asked Zhenwei to change his address from Su to Jiang, and he never dared to dream that his beloved daughter would one day take his surname, Jiang.
But later, Su Zhenwei genuinely accepted Deng Qiu, calling her "Mom" all the time.
He thought that the children's ability to achieve this level was already very gratifying.
Unexpectedly, Zhizhi actually took the initiative to ask to change her surname...
This left him both bewildered and moved.
“Yes!” Zhizhi nodded firmly. She took her father’s finger and said, word by word, “Dad, Zhizhi wants the surname Jiang, not to avoid being taken back, but because… Zhizhi can’t bear to leave Mom and Dad.”
At that moment, the air in the living room seemed to have returned to the warm and joyful temperature it had just been.
The children's hearts, which had been hanging in suspense, finally began to settle back down.
Deng Qiu was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes, and she quickly turned her head to wipe them away.
"...It's so wonderful to have a daughter, why don't I have that blessing?"
Wen Qingqian's envious eyes were practically overflowing. She couldn't help but try again, "Zhizhi, are you really not going to consider Aunt Wen? The surname Wen sounds very nice..."
Yuan Tengzhen couldn't stand it anymore. "Old Jiang, you take care of your family matters first. We'll leave now and get together again after you've finished discussing it."
They're just enjoying a loving father-daughter moment.
Even with his own wife here, he still hasn't given up on trying to abduct someone else's daughter.
He helped Wen Qingqian by the shoulder and led her outside.
But Wen Qingqian was reluctant to part, saying, "It's okay if it's not surnamed Wen, it's fine if it's surnamed Yuan...!"
Yuan Hui followed behind his father, silently shaking his head.
It would be best if Zhizhi didn't use the surname Yuan.
It's good that he takes Uncle Jiang's surname.
On the way home with his wife, Yuan Tengzhen kept rambling on about his grand plan to abduct his daughter.
She suddenly fell silent after she got home and found the front door wide open.
"... ...Did a thief break into our house?"
Yuan Tengzhen frowned. "Really? The neighborhood is pretty safe. Did you forget to lock the door?"
Wen Qingqian muttered softly, "I've locked it."
Yuan Hui analyzed carefully, "It must be a thief who broke in."
He raised his guide cane and quietly walked into the yard.
Wen Qingqian grabbed her son's collar. "Danger! Let Mom handle this. You stay behind me!"
She grabbed her guide cane and tried to rush forward, but before she could take a few steps, someone suddenly grabbed her collar.
Yuan Tengzhen looked at his impetuous wife and son and said helplessly, "You stay in the back and leave it to me."
As a political commissar who has served in the army for many years, how could he let his wife be the one to face danger?
It would be incredibly embarrassing if word got out.
Wen Qingqian pursed her lips, but still managed a smile. "Alright, I'll give you a chance to show off."
She clung to her husband's clothes and followed behind, protecting her son tightly.
"Commissar, Madam, I've prepared dinner and am waiting for you to come back!"
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