Chapter 190 The Bad Dad Wants to Break Up Their Family
Jiang Yan's words successfully stopped Deng Qiu from leaving with her child.
Deng Qiu looked up at her brother-in-law, her eyes filled with wariness.
"What do you mean? Are you planning to completely break off relations?"
She had just been thinking that even if Jiang Yan was selfish, he wouldn't really cause a big scene with the Jiang family, to the point that everyone would never speak to each other again.
But he just said he'd go to court?
These days, very few people go to court, but if even one case occurs, it almost always makes the front page of the city's daily newspaper.
Deng Qiu's face darkened completely.
He knew perfectly well that Jiang Anchao was impersonating him to join the army, and in such a critical moment, it was the least he could do to be high-profile.
Jiang Anchao stood up abruptly, carrying his daughter on his back, and said bluntly, "Wife, let's not argue with him, let's go home, and see who dares to take our daughter away!"
Zhizhi cheered from the side, "Elbow! Soy sauce is elbow! Don't let him elbow it!"
She now shows no kindness whatsoever to her biological father.
As I said before, she's three and a half years old now, no longer a two-year-old toddler. She can tell clearly who punches her and who gives her a treat.
The person who truly loves you will praise you to the skies even if you eat dog poop.
Instead of criticizing her for being rude or for not speaking clearly!
This isn't fatherly love; it's suppression and criticism!
She can tell the difference!
Seeing the happy and harmonious family of three, Jiang Yan felt only an eyesore.
Just as Jiang Anchao was about to step out the door with his child in his arms.
Jiang Yan slowly revealed a solitary smile, "You don't want me to go to the military dependents' home to personally retrieve Zhizhi, do you, Second Brother?"
With a single, casual remark, Deng Qiu was successfully stopped from leaving.
His words were tantamount to directly blatantly threatening someone.
If you don't agree to give Zhizhi to him, then he is very likely to appear at the military dependents' home. Everyone there is a fellow soldier, and they all know each other well. Gossip spreads very quickly, and it's impossible to guard against it.
Jiang Yan's words implied that Jiang Anchao was unwilling to give Zhizhi to him.
He would definitely not let Jiang Anchao have an easy time. As long as he appeared in the military dependents' compound, Jiang Anchao's identity would definitely be used against him by those with ulterior motives.
If the matter of Jiang Anchao being impersonated to join the army is exposed, his future will be ruined.
The whole family will be implicated.
Deng Qiu's gentle and serene expression could no longer be maintained; a surge of anger rising from the depths of her heart overwhelmed her.
She couldn't help but let out a cold laugh. "I thought you would at least have a tiny bit of genuine affection for your brother. When you were injured, he was afraid you'd get cold, so he gave you his coat. Even during the fight, he was afraid that the burns on your back would get worse if you fell, so he protected you. Now I realize I was wrong, terribly wrong. No wonder... no wonder you can't even protect your own wife and children!"
Jiang Yan's eyes narrowed at the mention of Ji Enning.
His breathing became erratic, even though he knew Deng Qiu's words were deliberately aimed at him.
But this was indeed his lifelong pain, one that could not be made up for.
Deng Qiu smirked, "We might not lose the lawsuit. You want to report him for impersonation, right? Fine, then I'll report your identity. Do you think you're all aboveboard? If I'm not mistaken, your identity is also a state secret, even more sensitive than Jiang Anchao's, who's in the military. I'd really like to see whether he suffers the misfortune of having his rank revoked and going home to farm, or whether someone else who deceived the country gets arrested and interrogated as an enemy agent, forever unable to see the light of day!"
After saying that, Deng Qiu turned around and gave Jiang Anchao a reassuring look.
"Let's go home, there are children waiting for dinner at home."
Jiang Anchao's lips were practically curled into a smile. He had never realized his wife had such a remarkable side, and he was utterly flattered.
"Okay, okay, let's go home!"
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late at night
Zhizhi sat at the dining table, with a golden-yellow, fragrant fried egg in her bowl.
She poked at it with her chopsticks again and again, but she still couldn't eat it.
The wonton noodles were delicious, with chewy and smooth yellow bamboo-pressed noodles, paired with small wontons that my mom had made and put in the refrigerator beforehand.
It's cooked in chicken broth, sprinkled with chopped green onions and cilantro, and served with a fried egg.
This was practically the highest-class late-night snack, far more delicious than anything she could make herself with hot water.
But... ...
Zhizhi glanced at her father, then secretly looked at her mother.
"Neither of you two have an appetite?"
Jiang Anchao looked at the large bowl of delicacies in front of him, but found it tasteless.
"Zhizhi, Daddy can't eat anymore. If you can eat, then eat more. Nobody knows if this will be the last meal."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Deng Qiu raised her chopsticks and lightly tapped his hand.
*Smack!*
With a crisp, loud sound, Jiang Anchao jerked his hand back in pain.
He looked at his wife with a pitiful expression.
Deng Qiu coldly withdrew his expression, his tone becoming slightly stern, "Stop saying unlucky things while eating! Just eat properly!"
What do you mean by "last meal"? You're a jinx!
Zhizhi rested her chin on her hand, blinked her big eyes, and thought for a long, long time. She sighed with worry, "I don't want Dad to lose his job. Prices are so high now, and jobs are hard to find. When I went out to sell vegetables a while ago, Grandma Li said that you have to use connections to buy things at the supply and marketing cooperative, and you have to use connections to find a job. If Dad becomes unemployed, will our whole family have to sleep under a bridge?"
Even children have thought of this, so how could adults not?
Deng Qiu picked up the bowl and forced herself to drink the hot noodle soup.
After she finished drinking, an idea gradually formed in her mind.
“Actually, Jiang Yan might not even dare to do what he said today. We certainly can’t win the custody battle against him as the biological father in court, but for someone of his status... he wouldn’t dare to do it in public. Jiang Anchao, go and pack up Zhizhi’s clothes and all her daily necessities.”
"What? What's wrong?!"
Jiang Anchao was about to pick up his spoon to eat when he heard his wife say that, so frightened that he dropped the spoon into his bowl.
"You're not really planning to pack up Zhizhi and send her to my door, are you?!"
He disagrees! He absolutely disagrees!
Deng Qiu frowned and rolled her eyes at him, "Are you a pig brain?"
Zhizhi nodded in disgust, silently agreeing in her heart, "Exactly! Pig brains! Pig brains are delicious in hot pot!"
Deng Qiu took a deep breath and calmly analyzed, "Let's send Zhizhi to Commander Ji's place for now. Jiang Yan dared to come and ask us for the child, but he would never dare to face Commander Ji's family. After all, he is Zhizhi's maternal grandfather. I feel completely at ease leaving Zhizhi with him. It also gives our family some time to plan for the future."
On her way back, she had already thought of every possible solution.
This is the only one that's truly useful.
Actually, she didn't necessarily have to send Zhizhi to Commander Ji's place. Given Zhizhi's personality, even if she entrusted her to the former political commissar's family, Wen Qingqian would treat her like her own daughter.
Or it could be given to Grandma Li's family; they would never lack food or clothing.
The only difference is that both families are located within military dependents' compounds, so if they make any noise, Zhizhi will definitely hear it.
The best option for hiding children is not military dependents' homes.
If you're going to send it, send it to Commander Ji's house. Her maternal grandfather is there; let's see what tricks Jiang Yan dares to pull then!
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