Chapter 131 The Scumbag Father Wants to Become a Monk (17)
Changqing was unusually calm.
The constant clicking of phones taking pictures around him, and countless eyes focused on him, yet he showed no nervousness, even displaying a relaxed air as if the dust was about to settle.
"How can you still laugh! Your father is in a wheelchair, don't you care?"
Some people angrily questioned.
Changqing looked over and saw a man in his forties who looked furious, as if he was very disgusted by such behavior.
There were quite a few people around the middle-aged man, both men and women, who were all looking at him with the same contempt.
It seems he's taking on the role of Song Jianguo.
Changqing shook his head, his gaze sweeping over the crowd.
"Everyone, I don't blame you for not knowing the whole story, but it would be a huge injustice to say that I didn't care about my father."
He paused, then raised his voice slightly.
"I'd like to ask you, where does an orphan come from to have a father who needs to take care of him?"
While everyone was stunned, he flipped his hand and pulled out the orphan certificate that had appeared several times before, then opened it and pointed it at the frontmost camera.
“Look carefully, this is my orphan certificate, a nationally certified identity. No one dares to forge it! I lost my father when I was six, and my mother passed away when I was thirteen. Now I'm almost thirty, and someone suddenly appears claiming to be my father. Can I believe that?”
Everyone was clearly surprised by this situation and was at a loss for words.
The middle-aged man who asked the question squeezed forward and took a look. The photo was a bit yellowed, indicating that it was quite old.
"Who knows if your thing is real or fake?"
He muttered something unconvinced, but ultimately lacked the confidence he had before, and his voice became much softer.
Changqing had no intention of saying more.
"Whether this thing is real or fake is another matter, but we have already cooperated with the court to do a paternity test."
"Ladies and gentlemen, everything will be clear after the trial begins. I don't ask for anything, I only hope that before the truth comes out, everyone can remain neutral and not condemn people arbitrarily."
After saying this, he turned and strode into the courthouse.
The scene immediately erupted in chaos.
"No, that orphan certificate doesn't look fake. What's going on?"
"It's also possible that the old man isn't a responsible father. He didn't take care of his children before, and now that he's old, he's coming back to ask his children to support him in his old age, which is why he's causing trouble," some speculated.
“But I watched the live stream, and the old man doesn’t seem like that kind of person. He was reminiscing about the hard times he used to live. He was able to take his child to the hospital in the middle of the night. How could he be irresponsible and abandon his child for more than ten years?”
"Hehe, who can say for sure what's true and what's false? We'll know when the trial starts. Besides, even if the father is irresponsible, that's no reason to refuse to support his parents in their old age." Some people were still very unconvinced.
"What kind of talk is that? You don't support your children, yet you expect people to support you in your old age?!" someone retorted.
"This is stipulated by law!"
The scene became noisy.
At this moment, the eldest aunt's family also appeared. The moment Zhao Gong appeared pushing the wheelchair, a group of people immediately surrounded him.
"Host, tell me what happened. Li Changqing just came by. He has an orphan certificate and said he has never had parents since he was a child. Can you explain this?" someone asked.
Zhao Gong was prepared for this.
He sighed, "So you see, every family has its own troubles. Right now, my uncle is very sad. We'll talk about everything after the verdict. The court will give us an explanation."
Of course, one cannot talk about becoming a monk.
This point was agreed upon before we arrived, but we can't lie about it. After all, Changqing knows, and what if he reveals it?
Therefore, being vague is the best approach.
Once the court ruling confirms the father-son relationship, what can anyone else say?
When the verdict is issued, they will naturally have the upper hand in public opinion.
The group entered the courtroom.
Both sides represented themselves without legal counsel. After they sat down face-to-face, the judge and court clerk also took their seats, and staff presented relevant evidence from the investigation conducted during that period...
Changqing looked relaxed.
"Master, is everything settled?" he asked in secret.
"Of course!" the system's voice was very proud. "My intelligence level is a thousand years ahead of the world, okay? When it comes to data, host, you can rest assured."
Changqing nodded. He was naturally at ease. If the law were disregarded, the system could easily transfer money directly from the bank, let alone tamper with the data from a paternity test.
Over there, Song Jianguo was a little nervous; this was his first time in such a situation.
This verdict was especially important to him because it concerned his quality of life in his later years. It made his breathing quicken, and when he secretly glanced at Changqing across from him and saw that he was calm and composed, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
No way.
Will something really go wrong?
Zhao Gong wasn't nervous at all; he was even a little excited.
"Mom, you'll have to ask for your uncle's child support when the time comes. It's not appropriate for me, as a junior, to say anything."
He whispered a reminder.
The eldest aunt nodded.
"Dad, you should talk to me about borrowing money. Uncle's condition has recently worsened, and he's starting to stutter."
He turned his head and reminded his father again.
As for himself, he should naturally play the role of a dutiful nephew, taking care of his uncle closely, handing him a tissue or a glass of water from time to time, so that the relationship would seem harmonious and it would be reasonable for him to take over taking care of his uncle in his old age.
As long as that kid pays the money, everything is negotiable.
Zhao Gong felt a little anxious.
"Judge, may we begin? Our demands are very clear."
Seeing that the judge above was busy organizing the documents, he couldn't help but urge him on.
"There are still a few minutes before the court hearing, please don't rush."
The judge calmly spoke up and offered a reminder.
In fact, this was not a trial, but just a mediation session. After the judge glanced through the documents, he did not waste any more time and the proceedings began quickly.
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