Chapter 318 Reunion
Someone in the team shouted something in a foreign language, and the man responded in the same language. The person who shouted smiled, waved his hand, and left with the team.
Most of the people who came to watch the fun chased after the foreigners' group, while some looked at the man who was walking over with curiosity.
The man was tall, with long legs and an upright posture. Even though one could tell he was no longer young, one had to admit that he was a handsome man.
"They look so much like the people of our Great Zhou." Someone in the crowd sighed.
The man looked surprised and patted Lin, who looked like a clay sculpture. "Wanqing, is it really you?"
Lin woke up as if from a dream, grabbed the man's wrist and cried: "Brother, I thought something happened to you!"
The man was Cheng Zhiyuan, Cheng Shu's father and Lin's sworn brother. He had been traveling since Cheng Shu was three years old. At first, he would return every few years, but in the past four or five years, not only had he not returned, he hadn't even sent a letter.
Lin secretly worried that something had happened to her adopted brother, and the old lady secretly worried that something had happened to her adopted son. They each quietly sent people to search for him in the places mentioned in his letter, but no one dared to discuss it openly. It seemed as if if they kept silent, that enthusiastic and free-spirited man would eventually return.
My brother is really back!
Lin's tears streamed down.
"Wanqing, don't cry. I'm fine. I'm fine."
"I'm fine." Lin repeated.
Cheng Zhiyuan smiled with his white teeth and patted his chest: "Excellent!"
Lin's expression suddenly became ferocious, and his hand reached for his waist.
When Cheng Zhiyuan saw her move, he ran away reflexively.
After all these years, Wanqing still resorted to whipping people over a disagreement.
Lin naturally missed the target and ran after him: "Great? If you can, don't run away!"
Lin Hao was left stunned, enduring countless curious gazes.
Didn’t the touching scene of the brother and sister reunion just now disappear a little too quickly?
There was a bustle in the general's mansion, but it was a joyful bustle.
Lin chased him all the way, panting and sneering: "I thought big brother didn't even recognize his home."
The old lady's eyes were red as she scolded her daughter: "You are so old, but your temper comes out at any time."
"Mother, you didn't hear it. My eldest brother said he has been doing very well in recent years, especially so!" Lin said gritting her teeth.
The old lady smiled kindly at her adopted son: "Zhiyuan has been doing very well in the past few years. I am relieved."
The corner of Cheng Zhiyuan's eye twitched.
He would believe it if his stepmother didn't touch the crutch.
A man who knows the current situation is a hero. Cheng Zhiyuan knelt down and said, "I am an unfilial son and I have made you worry. I haven't had a good night's sleep in the past few years. I think about you and my adoptive father day and night!"
"If that's the case, why didn't he come back and didn't bring back a single word?" The old lady's voice sounded gentle as she tried hard to restrain the urge to hit her adopted son with her cane.
Cheng Zhiyuan said ashamedly: "My son went out to sea. It is really inconvenient to contact him across the vast ocean. I asked someone to help send a letter, but I never saw that person return. If my stepmother didn't receive the letter, maybe something happened to that person..."
It is true that doing business at sea can bring huge profits, but the risks are also great. Not to mention man-made disasters, even the power of the sea has caused countless people to die at the bottom of the sea.
Huge profits are always accompanied by huge risks.
After hearing her adopted son's story about what happened overseas, the old lady sighed and said, "As long as everyone is safe, that's good."
"Isn't my godfather at home?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the scene fell silent.
Cheng Zhiyuan looked at the old lady and then at Lin.
Lin, who had just looked ferocious, had red eyes and looked like she was about to cry.
Cheng Zhiyuan's heart sank, and his voice trembled: "Where's my foster father?"
The old lady lowered her eyes to suppress the tears that welled up in her eyes and said calmly, "Your adoptive father has passed away."
"Dead?" Cheng Zhiyuan was in disbelief, tears streaming down his face without him noticing, "How could it be...how could it be?"
The old lady seemed to be getting calmer and calmer. She comforted her adopted son in a gentle voice, "Birth, aging, sickness and death are inevitable for everyone. Your adopted father died of illness. He was nearly sixty years old when he passed away, so he didn't live a short life."
"I couldn't see my adoptive father to the end of his life!" Cheng Zhiyuan kowtowed and cried.
Lin moved her lips to persuade her, but the old lady stopped her by shaking her head.
Some emotions are better when they are vented.
After Cheng Zhiyuan had cried for a while, the old lady said, "Get up quickly! If your adoptive father knew you were like this, he would definitely beat you."
"It would be great if my adoptive father could still beat me." Cheng Zhiyuan's tears fell again.
As far as he could remember, his adoptive father had beaten him twice. Once, when he was dragging his feet and not wanting to get married, he was beaten and scolded for being unfilial and for failing to live up to his biological father's trust. Another time, when he decided to travel far away, his adoptive father beat him up and scolded him for being cruel to Shu'er.
Beat him up, then let him go.
Cheng Zhiyuan covered his face with his hands and cried silently.
There was a noise at the door, and the maid's voice was heard: "The young master is back."
Cheng Zhiyuan's crying stopped and he froze in place without moving.
Of course he knew who the "young master" the maid was talking about.
This man who had traveled across the ocean to make a living had such shallow eyes that he could not hide his tears after returning home, and he did not have the courage to look back at his son.
Shu'er must be blaming him.
Cheng Shu stared at the back of the man kneeling on the ground for a moment, then looked at the old lady suspiciously.
His grandmother sent someone to tell him that his father had returned and asked him to go home quickly. Is this kneeling man... his father?
Why didn’t his father turn around when he heard he was back?
Cheng Shu recalled the changes in his mood as he ran all the way home, from initial shock to excitement, to a little resentment, and now to confusion.
Could it be that his father has a bunch of children outside and feels ashamed to see him?
After making this guess, Cheng Shu's face tightened.
The old lady couldn't bear it and coughed: "Zhiyuan, Shu'er is back, don't just cry."
Cheng Zhiyuan slowly turned around.
Before he turned around, his mood was up and down, but when he saw the young man who looked so similar to him, he couldn't help but stood up, took a few quick steps to Cheng Shu and grabbed his hand.
"Shu'er!" Cheng Zhiyuan shouted.
Cheng Shu was a cheerful and generous person. Seeing his father with a red and swollen forehead and tears streaming down his face, his anger subsided. After hesitating for a moment, he called out "Dad".
"Hey." Cheng Zhiyuan's face immediately turned into a smile, and he patted his son's shoulder vigorously, "You have grown so big and tall."
Cheng Shu couldn't help but roll his eyes: "It was eight years ago when you last came back. Of course I've grown taller."
Cheng Zhiyuan's expression darkened, and he sighed, "Dad is sorry for you."
"Are you leaving again this time?" Cheng Shu asked without explaining why.
Cheng Zhiyuan glanced at the old lady and Lin, and said with a guilty conscience, "I will stay a few more days this time."
Cheng Shupi smiled but didn't smile. "Have you settled down somewhere else? Every time you come back, you leave after a short while. My son said, why not bring your wife and children to Beijing?"
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