He Jindong quickly waved his hands: "What nonsense are you talking about? Zhao Youcai is not my father."
Zhao Youcai sat in a rented wheelchair, staring, "Your mother said you are my son."
He Jindong said shamelessly: "You believe everything my mother says. Where is the evidence? How can you prove that I am your son?"
He had learned over the years that only advanced Western countries had that DNA technology, and it was very expensive. The money spent on traveling abroad to get it done was beyond his imagination.
So he gave up on the paternity test with He Chengyang.
As for the fact that blood type identification is not very accurate in China now, He Chengyang and Zhao Youcai have the same blood type, so what is he afraid of?
Zhao Youcai was also confused by the question. Yes, how could he prove that He Jindong was his son?
It is very likely that Li Shulan’s words were unreliable, but Zhao Youcai could not accept that he had been fooled and cheated of his money for so many years.
He tried hard to find the similarities between He Jindong and himself, and finally found it: "Your ears are very similar to mine."
He Jindong sneered: "There are all kinds of strange things in the world. There are strangers who look alike. Besides, these ears are very common, aren't they?"
"I'm not your son. I have no obligation to pay you back. Don't come to me again. I won't see you again."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Zhao Youcai was left helpless and furious. If he had not always remembered that Li Shulan had given birth to a son for him and had always been kind to her, he believed that she would always treat him, the biological father of her child, specially.
I didn't expect Li Shulan to run away with the money. She is so heartless. Maybe He Jindong is not her son.
His whole life was a joke, and he was fooled around by Li Shulan.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and finally he convulsed and rolled off the wheelchair.
Zhao Xingye thought he deserved it and didn't want to bother with him, but some of the neighbors around He Jindong recognized Zhao Xingye, mainly because of the previous publicity, Zhao Xingye had been interviewed and his photo had been published in the local daily newspaper.
He didn't want people to spread the scandal of not caring about his biological father, so he had to accept his fate and work with Zhao Xingjia to bring Zhao Youcai home.
The next day, Zhao Youcai asked Zhao Xingye to help him pay back the 10,000 yuan. Zhao Xingye refused directly. Zhao Yang smiled and said:
"My uncle is the manager of Wen's Corporation. If word gets out that I don't care about Grandpa, I'm afraid my younger brothers will bring everyone to Wen's Corporation to demand an explanation."
Zhao Xingye glared at Zhao Yang, this troublemaker.
Even if Zhao Yang threatened him, he would never give the money to Zhao Youcai to pay off his debt. Why? He worked so hard for so many years, and in the end he only filled the hole for Zhao Youcai.
It can be said that all of Zhao Xing's family's money was spent on Zhao Yang.
He could also spend all the money. It just so happened that he had worked hard for many years in the south just to buy a house. Buying a house was his dream and also his business.
My family doesn't even have a place to live, and my nephew can't accept me. After buying a house, it's normal that I don't have money to take care of my old father.
No matter how much Zhao Yang struggles, his reason will still stand.
So he took Zhang Zhaodi to look at houses for a day and quickly decided on a three-bedroom apartment in the best community in the city center. The housing prices here were much cheaper than in the south, only 400 yuan per square meter in the city center. He bought a 108-square-meter apartment for 43,000 yuan, basically spending all the money he had.
Zhang Zhaodi was overjoyed, as she was one of the first people to live in a good house.
At night, Zhao Youcai pulled Zhao Xingye to ask for money again. Zhao Xingye said that he had bought a house and had no money. Zhao Youcai did not sleep all night. He was at this age and could not lose his house and training class.
The next day, he asked Zhao Yang and Zhao Xingjia to accompany him to Su Anan's place. He wanted to ask Zhao Xingguo and Zhao Xingmin for money. They had so much money, so ten thousand yuan was definitely a small amount for them.
Ma Xiulan and the others didn't want to see me, but they would definitely come as soon as I arrived at Su Anan's place.
Su Anan was feeling guilty for saying the wrong thing last time. When she saw Zhao Youcai coming, she was about to stop him. But a moment later, Zhao Xingguo and Zhao Xingmin drove up with Ma Xiulan and picked her up to celebrate Su Jiaojiao's birthday.
Zhao Xingjia's eyes lit up when he saw the car, and Zhao Yang immediately leaned over it:
"Uncle, can you give me a drive?"
Zhao Xingguo said with a cold face: "No, this car is not mine." It belongs to the factory, but he would not say that.
Zhao Youcai saw the eldest and third brother, as well as Ma Xiulan, coming out of the car. He didn't care about being jealous of their lives, but quickly spoke:
"Xingguo, Xingmin, I was cheated by Li Shulan. She took away all my money and even took out a loan in my name. I have to pay it back tomorrow. If I don't pay it back, they will beat me to death. Please give me 10,000 yuan."
Zhao Xingguo was unmoved. Zhao Xingmin acted as if he had heard some ridiculous joke: "You never even raised us. Why do you think you can ask for 10,000 yuan now that you're old? I don't have any."
Zhao Xingjia looked at Zhao Xingguo with jealousy. They were twins, but he lived so well. And Zhao Xingmin, who was like his maid before, was also so different from him in these years.
He couldn't help but accuse me sourly: "Dad gave you life, you must give Dad money, otherwise it would be unfilial."
Zhao Xingmin said quickly, "Our lives were given to us by our mother. If we relied on our father, we wouldn't even be able to get enough water."
Zhao Youcai also knew that he had not been good to his children before: "Dad was wrong. Dad will definitely treat you well in the future. Please forgive Dad."
Zhao Xingguo was firm: "I'm already this age and don't need a dad anymore."
Zhao Xingmin chimed in: "Exactly. Why should we forgive you just because you said you were wrong? What you did to my mother back then was so unkind."
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