However, Xu Xiaofeng didn't care. She looked at Yu Wenlin with a smug look on her face and said sarcastically, "You are just a grandmother. What qualifications do you have to point fingers here? I am Dabao's biological grandmother. Of course he should go with us!"
Wang Xiaolan took Yu Wenlin's hand and tightened it, indicating that she should not be anxious.
Then he called out to the house, "Dabao, come out."
Dabao came out of the house and said, "Mom, is there something wrong?"
Wang Xiaolan nodded and whispered to him about his life story. Dabao nodded and said, "I still have some memories of my childhood. Mom, what do you want me to do?"
Wang Xiaolan said, "Dabao, you are a grown-up boy now! You make your own decision on this matter. They both want to take you back, and I respect your choice."
Dabao nodded sensibly and said, "Don't worry, Mom. I've already made my choice."
Wang Xiaolan said to Zhu Dayong, "I respect Dabao's choice. You can talk to him!"
Dabao lowered his head and slowly walked towards the huge camphor tree in the yard. Zhu Dayong followed closely behind him, keeping a distance between them, as if there was an invisible barrier between them.
When Dabao walked under the big tree, he finally stopped, turned around and looked at Zhu Dayong expressionlessly. Zhu Dayong also stopped and stared at his son with a smile on his face.
He slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Dabao's head. However, just when his hand was about to touch Dabao's hair, Dabao suddenly and quickly turned his head, cleverly avoiding his outstretched hand.
Zhu Dayong's hand froze awkwardly in mid-air, and his smile froze instantly. He obviously hadn't expected his son to reject his closeness so directly, and for a moment he was at a loss.
Dabao asked with a stern face, "Do you want to take me back?"
Zhu Dayong nodded and stretched out his hand again. Dabao stared at him and took a few steps back.
Dabao said indifferently, "From my childhood, I have always thought that Zhao Lihan was my father. I have never seen a father like you, nor did I know that someone like you existed."
Hearing Dabao's words, Zhu Dayong's heart was like a pot of five flavors overturned, and all kinds of feelings surged in his heart. He opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but Dabao didn't give him the chance at all, and directly made a silencing gesture with his hand, signaling him not to speak.
Xu Xiaofeng, who was standing not far away, witnessed this scene and her face turned very ugly. She glared at Wang Xiaolan and angrily accused her, "Look at you, how did you raise your child? How could Dabao be so indifferent to his father? Is this the child you raised?"
Facing Xu Xiaofeng's accusations, Wang Xiaolan seemed unusually calm. Her eyes were cold and there was even a hint of sarcasm at the corners of her mouth.
"Dabao is my son, there's no doubt about that." Wang Xiaolan's voice was surprisingly calm. "But you know better than me what he's done since the day he was born."
She paused briefly, as if giving Xu Xiaofeng time to think. Then, she continued, "I don't want to go back to those old almanacs, but some things can't be forgotten just by saying so."
Xu Xiaofeng said cunningly: "I didn't say I didn't want this child."
When Wang Xiaolan heard her say this, the anger in her heart erupted like a volcano. She widened her eyes, glared at her, and said sternly, "I think you are really getting old and confused! Don't you know about the severance letter? Do you want me to take it out and show it to you now so that you can remember it carefully?"
At this moment, Xu Xiaofeng suddenly seemed to be hit in a sore spot. Her body trembled slightly, and her eyes began to flicker, as if she remembered something.
Wang Xiaolan saw this and immediately understood. She sneered, "Why, you finally remembered! It was you who instigated Zhu Dayong to do that back then. Don't even think about denying it!"
Xu Xiaofeng's face turned pale. She opened her mouth, wanting to argue, but was speechless. After a long while, she managed to say, "But...but didn't we also take out fifty yuan at that time?"
Wang Xiaolan's tone became increasingly stern, her voice exploding like thunder in the air: "As for this money, go ask your son! He knows best whether I took your money or not! I don't want to say another word to you!"
Just when they were arguing fiercely, Dabao suddenly ran into the house like an arrow without looking back.
At that moment, Xu Xiaofeng's eyes widened as if they were about to pop out of her head. She hadn't expected Dabao to turn around and run back into the house so suddenly. Her mouth unconsciously opened into a big "O" shape, her face full of astonishment and surprise.
At the same time, her eyes quickly turned to Zhu Dayong who was walking towards her. Zhu Dayong's pace seemed a little slow, as if he was thinking about something, while Xu Xiaofeng stared at him, her heart full of doubts and confusion.
At this moment, Zhu Dayong was like a defeated rooster, dejected, his face full of helplessness and frustration.
Walking up to Xu Xiaofeng, Zhu Dayong took her hand and said in a low voice, "Mom, let's go."
However, Xu Xiaofeng seemed to be nailed to the ground, motionless. She stared at Zhu Dayong closely, and asked suspiciously, "What did he tell you? Are you giving up Dabao so easily? He is the root of the Zhu family!"
Zhu Dayong was silent for a moment, as if trying to calm his emotions. Then, he took a deep breath and said slowly, "Mom, let's go."
Xu Xiaofeng still refused to move, her voice filled with anxiety: "Dayong, don't be silly! Dabao is still young and doesn't understand. Don't you know how to coax him and trick him?"
However, Zhu Dayong remained unmoved. He held Xu Xiaofeng's arm tightly and walked out of the door step by step.
As they walked further away, Xu Xiaofeng's voice became weaker, but she could still be heard calling out in the distance: "Dayong, you're already this old, you've lost your home and your job. Dabao is your future support! Don't you know that you can force him back to your side?"
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Wang Xiaolan looked at the two people walking away and sneered, "What a shameless mother and son."
As she spoke, she took Yu Wenlin's arm and said, "Mom, let's go into the house!"
Yu Wenlin murmured, "Dabao is a really sensible child."
Wang Xiaolan said, "Dabao is sensible, it's all because of your good teaching."
The mother and daughter were talking as they entered the house. Before they could even sit down, they heard a hurried knock on the door.
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