Seeing that Gao Han had suddenly stopped walking, Ying Rongrong turned to look at him curiously: "What's wrong?"
Gao Han glanced at the drunken Gao Hongfei and Xing Jiashu, knowing he probably wouldn't get anything out of them, so he walked straight to Ying Rongrong and asked, "Mom, who is this 'Little Feather' that Uncle mentioned?"
“That’s your uncle, your father’s younger brother who died young. His nickname was Little Feather,” Ying Rongrong said.
Gao Han suddenly felt as if his head had exploded.
"My aunt, the younger sister of my father who died young, was she named Hongling?" he asked Ying Rongrong.
Ying Rongrong looked at Gao Han with surprise: "How did you know?"
The two younger ones died when they were very young. For Gao Hongfei, this was always a painful memory he didn't want to talk about, so he rarely mentioned it to the children. The children didn't know much about these two uncles and aunts who died young, so naturally they couldn't know what their nicknames were.
"So, my dad's nickname is Dafei?" Gao Han then asked.
Ying Rongrong frowned and asked, puzzled, "Where did you hear all this from?"
Gao Han looked at Ying Rongrong, his expression somewhat complicated: "Mom, I feel like something's not right about this."
Ying Rongrong didn't understand: "What do you mean?"
“Lianzhou once overheard that woman mentioning her three children to Grandpa in the hospital room. Their nicknames were Dafei, Xiaoyumao, and Xiaohongling. Moreover, from what she said, all three children were Grandpa’s,” Gao Han said.
Upon hearing this, Ying Rongrong was immediately shocked: "What did you say?"
Gao Hongfei woke up the next day, his head still throbbing from a hangover.
He struggled to get out of bed, intending to find the nanny to make him some hangover soup to help him sober up.
As soon as I came out of the room, I saw Ying Rongrong sitting on the sofa in the living room talking to Gao Han.
Gao Han didn't live with them. Gao Hongfei was a little surprised to see Gao Han at home early in the morning. He walked straight over and asked, "Why are you here so early, kid?"
Upon hearing the noise, Ying Rongrong and Gao Han both turned to look at Gao Hongfei.
Gao Hongfei then noticed that both of them had dark circles under their eyes, and frowned in surprise, asking, "Did you two go out to steal together last night?"
Gao Han: "..."
Ying Rongrong: "..."
Ying Rongrong couldn't help but glance at Gao Hongfei. This heartless bastard! The two of them hadn't slept a wink last night because of him, and he was still making sarcastic remarks.
Gao Hongfei looked at Ying Rongrong with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong?"
Gao Han exchanged a glance with Ying Rongrong, then looked at Gao Hongfei seriously and said, "Dad, Mom and I have something very important to tell you. Please don't get too excited after you hear it."
When Gao Hongfei saw that Gao Han and Ying Rongrong's expressions were off, his heart tightened, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.
"What is it?" he asked.
Perhaps it was because he was too nervous, but his head, which was already throbbing from a hangover, suddenly jerked, causing him to groan in pain and turn pale instantly.
Seeing his sudden change in expression, Ying Rongrong quickly stood up and rushed over to support him, asking worriedly, "What's wrong? We haven't even said anything yet, why are you suddenly so agitated?"
Gao Hongfei: "...Headache."
Ying Rongrong was stunned for a moment before realizing she had made a mistake. She couldn't help but pinch him lightly: "Who told you to drink so much last night?"
Gao Hongfei looked helpless: "Jia Shu came here specifically to ask me to drink, so I can't refuse."
"Then you deserve to feel bad." Ying Rongrong said, but she still couldn't bear to part with him. She helped him to the restaurant. "I asked the aunt to make you some hangover soup. Drink some first to calm your nerves."
The hangover soup made with fermented rice wine, oranges, green plums, hawthorns, lilies, and snow pears is not only effective in relieving hangovers, but also has a sweet and sour taste and is very delicious.
After a bowl of hangover soup, Gao Hongfei's head quickly felt much better.
He poured himself another bowl, slowly sipping it while looking at Gao Han and asking, "What's wrong? Tell me. Don't worry, your dad's old enough to have seen it all. I can handle it."
Gao Han glanced at Ying Rongrong one last time, and only after receiving permission did he look at Gao Hongfei with a serious expression and say, "Then I'll talk."
"Go ahead and say it," Gao Hongfei said dismissively.
"Dad, you're probably going to have three more brothers and sisters," Gao Han said.
Gao Hongfei had just taken a sip of the hangover soup when he heard Gao Han's words. His eyes widened in surprise, and he spat it all out with a "pfft".
Fortunately, Ying Rongrong and Gao Han were sitting far away and escaped unharmed.
"What the hell? Say it again?" Gao Hongfei looked at Gao Han in disbelief, thinking he had misheard.
Gao Han then repeated it again.
Gao Hongfei shook his head, resolutely refusing to believe it: "Impossible. Your grandfather is so old, how could he still have children? And three at once? Absolutely impossible."
Seeing Gao Hongfei's emotional breakdown, Ying Rongrong still insisted on telling him the truth, unwilling to let him remain in the dark: "It's true. Lianzhou overheard that woman mentioning it to Dad when he was in the hospital. Besides, the first two children are not young anymore, one is 8 years old and the other is 5 years old. The youngest was just born not long ago. In addition..."
Ying Rongrong suddenly paused, looking at Gao Hongfei's bloodshot eyes, and suddenly felt reluctant to continue.
"What else? Keep going." Gao Hongfei's jaw was clenched tightly as he desperately suppressed the emotions that were about to erupt.
"The nicknames Dad gave them are exactly the names of you three brothers and sisters: Dafei, Xiaoyumao, and Xiaohongling," Ying Rongrong said.
Gao Hongfei's pupils contracted, and he suddenly stood up, his whole body trembling involuntarily: "This is impossible..."
Fearing he would get too agitated, Ying Rongrong quickly got up and went to support him: "I know you don't want to believe it, but these are all true. Xiao Han originally wanted to find out the truth before telling you, but Dad hid them too well, and we couldn't find anything at all. Before, I only thought that Dad was deeply in love with Mom, but I never imagined that Dad would be so obsessed that he created a substitute family."
“Letting the old man continue like this isn’t a solution. Why don’t we bring him back as soon as possible and find a doctor to take a look at him, Hongfei?” Ying Rongrong suggested to Gao Hongfei.
Gao Hongfei shook his head frantically: "No, no, no, my dad isn't that kind of person, there must be something wrong with him?"
He tried hard to recall every detail about Xing Zhaozhao in his memory. After discarding all the impossible possibilities, he suddenly realized that the most impossible possibility might be the truth.
Suddenly, Xing Zhaozhao's words to him echoed in his mind: "You just wait, one day you will be clinging to my legs, crying and calling me Mom."
mom……
Gao Hongfei's nose tingled, and his eyes quickly welled up with tears.
"By the way, where's my phone?" He searched his pockets but couldn't find it.
"I think I'm in my room." He turned to go back to his room, but in his haste, he forgot that his legs were injured and he stumbled and fell heavily to the ground.
"Hongfei..."
"dad……"
Ying Rongrong and Gao Han quickly went over and helped him up: "Hongfei (Dad), are you alright?"
Gao Hongfei dismissed them, saying, "I'm fine." Then, he limped hurriedly back to his room.
Ying Rongrong and Gao Han followed, but unexpectedly, Gao Hongfei shut them out.
Gao Hongfei returned to his room, found his phone, and immediately called Gao Mingcheng. The moment the call connected, before Gao Mingcheng could say anything, he impatiently asked, "She's my mother, isn't she?"
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