Chapter 28
“Meow—QAAAAAQ!!!”
The kitten was caught off guard and attacked, and was so frightened that its fur stood on end.
The seagull's movements were so fast that even Zhu Xiyuan didn't react. He almost instinctively stretched out his arm to block it for his son.
The seagull didn't expect to be stopped from eating bread. It only got a handful of feathers and was scared away.
Bah! This isn't bread!
Thanks to Zhu Xiyuan's protection, Zhu Fu's ears were not injured, but the few hairs that were torn off still hurt.
The little guy felt aggrieved and tears suddenly welled up in his eyes. He threw himself into his father's arms and cried loudly.
Zhu Xiyuan touched the edge of his ear with heartache. This was not even an injury. If it happened to him, he might not even frown. But since it was his child who suffered this, he would feel extremely distressed.
Si Yin heard the noise and turned around. Just as he was about to come over to see what was wrong with the child, he was suddenly stunned.
...The commotion covered up the cessation of the piano music.
Si Yin looked at his mother in surprise. The latter had put down the violin at some point and looked towards the position of Zhu Xiyuan and Zhu Fu in the direction of the sound.
To be precise, he was looking at Fu Fu.
Her eyes, which had remained lifeless for decades, suddenly sparkled with a strange light. When she looked at Fu Fu, it was as if she saw a rare treasure that she was still pursuing.
The human brain is as complex and mysterious as the deep space.
In this era where most terminal illnesses have been conquered, some brain damage still prevents it from functioning.
Before the Si family fell, they had traveled across the universe in search of medical treatment for their little daughter.
Unfortunately, even if they were on the home planet that embodies the highest achievements of mankind, or went to other quadrants, they would spend countless credit points and energy, but still could not save her.
The violinist has not forgotten the music, the fingering, or the violin.
Besides that, she forgot the whole world, including his children.
Decades later, when she heard Fu Fu's cry, it was like a needle piercing a sealed balloon, sending the information from the outside world back in.
She was mumbling something, but her voice was hoarse and unclear because she hadn't spoken for so long.
However, as a close relative, Si Yin still heard it.
She called Fu Fu, "Zi Zi".
The accents of the mother planet and Bach planet are slightly different, so the pronunciations of Siqin's "Zai Zai" and Zhu Xiyuan's usual "Zai Zai" are not exactly the same.
Si Yin's pupils dilated.
Siqin treated Fufu as her own child.
——And that child was not him.
Zhu Shaoquan's words were harsh, but he was not spreading rumors.
Si Yin is indeed not the legitimate young master of the Si family, and this is something many people know.
Siqin is Mr. Si’s youngest child and his only daughter. He treasures her very much as he has her in his old age.
At that time, the Si family was still a well-known wealthy merchant family, and Si Qin was a typical lady from a noble family. Her musical talent was well-known far and wide, and those who wanted to propose marriage to her were lining up at the door of the Si family.
Si Qin has high standards, and Mr. Si is even more picky, and has never found a relative he likes.
Until one day, Siqin suddenly gave birth to a boy.
Not only does she not have a fiancé, she doesn't even have a boyfriend or a romantic partner.
Although single-parent families are very common in this era, Mr. Si's concept of family background is still as backward as that of the ancients.
More importantly, Siqin had always been a proud and arrogant beauty, coveted by everyone, but also a woman with thorns that was out of reach.
At this time, a child suddenly appeared, and all kinds of rumors with obvious malice spread, almost breaking her pride.
Home should have been the last refuge, but none of her parents and brothers supported her. Instead, they thought it was a shame, just like outsiders - both she and her infant child.
This is the part that outsiders know.
Most people believe that Si Yin is the child that Si Qin gave birth to out of wedlock.
But he knew, and the Si family also knew, that the baby died on a dark and windy night, and Si Qin still didn't know the cause of death.
Her mental state had already been devastated by the rumors and the death of her child pushed her further off the edge.
From then on, the young lady of the Si family, who was once admired by everyone, became a crazy person that everyone avoided.
Siqin's condition became worse and worse, and she attempted suicide many times.
The Si family almost put her under house arrest and sent several people to take turns guarding her before they saved her life.
Later on a rainy night, Siqin picked up an abandoned baby and thought it was her own child who had come back to find her.
——Si Yin is the real orphan.
Si Yin's arrival gave Si Qin renewed support and calmed her spirits. However, the Si family could not tolerate him.
His childhood was not miserable, but it was far from happy.
When he was a teenager, the Si family suddenly went bankrupt.
It was not just an ordinary bankruptcy, but was related to the scandal caused by several of his uncles.
In short, in the memory of the young Si Yin, the Si Group collapsed overnight and the monkeys scatter when the tree falls.
Mr. Si could not bear such a great blow and passed away.
Those uncles were busy escaping for their lives, and no one cared about the little sister whom they regarded as a disaster, and her underage child.
Si Qin once again fell into mental confusion. At this time, Si Yin was only a teenager and not old enough to work. He had no other choice but to join the army and use the meager credit points he earned every month to support his mother's living expenses and medical expenses.
Although Si Yin is not a true descendant of the Si family, he grew up in a wealthy family and was exposed to economic knowledge. He is also very talented.
During the years when he eloped with Zhu Xiyuan in St. Helier, he made a lot of money from his own business. In addition to supporting his wife and son, he also contacted his friends on the home planet and transferred Siqin to the best Tefsey sanatorium, where she remains until today.
Si Yin did not resent the other members of the Si family for abandoning him. After all, they were not his real family. It was already very difficult to ensure that the little orphan had enough food, clothing and education.
He would not blame his mother for treating him as just a shadow. Without her, he might have died on that rainy night.
However, Si Yin, who seems cynical, sometimes feels confused about who his biological parents are.
Are they still alive in this world?
Does he have other brothers and sisters?
Perhaps it was because she had never had a firm sense of belonging, and only after meeting Zhu Xiyuan did she want to build a home of her own with him.
His wife and son are the only relatives who will not abandon him.
Of course he would protect them forever.
Siqin mistook Fufu for the dead child and walked towards him step by step.
The violin, which he cherished like a treasure, fell to the ground and cracked, but the violinist turned a deaf ear to it.
She only had eyes for the child.
Zhu Xiyuan noticed it without Si Yin's reminder, and his look was equally surprised.
He gently patted Fu Fu, who was still crying, asked him to turn to the old man, and took two steps back.
The kitten looked at the fathers, and they all nodded and gave him encouraging looks.
He was a little at a loss for a moment, but still stood there obediently.
Although the crying had stopped, there were still tear marks on the little face. He raised his arm and wiped them with his sleeve.
Tears welled up in the old man's eyes. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, as if he wanted to touch Fu Fu, but he didn't dare.
She stopped in front of him and squatted down.
Fu Fu looked at her without blinking.
Siqin moved her lips: "Zizi...are you Zizi?"
Fu Fu subconsciously glanced at the fathers.
This... well, it must be grandma, why does she know his name?
Yet the fathers said nothing.
The kitten had no choice but to answer: "I am a cub."
"Zizi...it's Zizi." The old man slowly, slowly embraced him in his arms, "It's...Zizi is back..."
Fu Fu doesn't like being touched by strangers.
But this grandma has a very pleasant smell, like roses and the sea.
More importantly, she carries with her father the familiarity of generosity and warmth.
Fuzi put his little hands around her neck, and his big tail was also wrapped around her arm. He imitated the way his fathers always coaxed him and patted her: "Don't cry, don't cry, dear~"
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