Chapter 134 The Scumbag Father Wants to Become a Monk (20)
Changqing was already on the train leaving; he was heading to the provincial capital.
"Host, didn't you say you wouldn't run away? Why are you running away now?" The system popped up, and a blue orb that only it could see appeared in front of him.
"Times have changed."
Changqing tapped his long, slender fingers lightly on the windowsill and chuckled.
“Before, that was called running away, and it caused endless trouble. People would post videos online to find you, and even call the police. What could you do? You couldn’t hide.”
"Now, this is called a tactical departure, and there are no follow-up problems."
The system rolled its eyes in a very human-like manner.
"You humans just love coming up with new words..."
"Of course! Tell me, can they call the police now, or can they find someone online?" Changqing asked with a smile.
The system fell silent.
Call the police? The court has already issued its verdict, so it's definitely useless.
Looking for someone online?
The previous incident hasn't even died down yet. Zhao Gong's entire family has been vilified online, and the paternity test report left by Chang Qing is still widely circulated. It's irrefutable evidence, and they wouldn't dare to look for him online even if you beat them to death.
When Changqing arrived in the provincial capital, he bought a small house and settled down there.
He has no plans to get married, so naturally he doesn't need to work hard to earn money anymore. He can easily manage his money for a lifetime.
Life has slowed down.
Occasionally hearing the system mention Song Jianguo and his aunt's family is a kind of fun.
The eldest aunt's family wanted to drive Song Jianguo away.
There was simply no way to send him. There was nowhere to send him. Sending him to a nursing home? That would cost money! Besides, Song Jianguo didn't want to go. As soon as he went out, he would shout and yell, attracting the attention of countless people. His aunt's family was completely helpless.
Fortunately, the current policies are good, so they applied for subsistence allowance for him, which is more than 1,000 yuan a month.
But for a patient with hemiplegia, it's not enough at all.
Zhao Gong's idea of getting married was also shelved. Sun Xiaoqin had already broken up with him, and fearing that he would pester her, she quickly went on a blind date and got married. The other party's family was quite powerful. Zhao Gong went to make a scene once, got a severe beating, and gave up.
Now he completely hates Song Jianguo.
It's all that old geezer's fault.
If it weren't for that old geezer clinging to his house, he wouldn't have ended up like this.
Countless times he thought he might as well just kill the old man, but he didn't dare. Besides, the old man was very wary and would wait until others had started eating before he could even pick up his chopsticks.
Please, just die already.
Zhao Gong prayed countless times in his heart, but it was no use at all. On the contrary, the old man's body gradually became stronger. Although his hemiplegia was not cured, he could eat and sleep well, and he was full of energy. He could argue with Zhao Gong's family for half an hour without getting out of breath.
Oh my god.
He felt despair.
Changqing merely sneered at this. Hoping Song Jianguo would die young? Impossible. In the story, Song Jianguo lived to be over eighty years old, only passing away peacefully when the original owner was already very old.
Despite being paralyzed, he is still quite robust, which is rather unusual.
"It would be better if we just kept torturing each other."
Changqing gloated.
In fact, it was pretty much as he had expected. In this life, although Song Jianguo did not live as long as in the story, he still lived in his aunt's house for more than ten years before passing away when Zhao Gong was forty-five years old.
At that time, my aunt and uncle were also too old to walk.
Perfect handover!
Changqing attended the funeral. Although it was a quiet and somber occasion, he still went.
Decades have passed, but he hasn't changed much, and Zhao Gong recognized him at a glance.
But he hardly recognized Zhao Gong. Although his cousin, who had made a fuss about borrowing the house back then, was only forty-five years old, he looked no different from someone in his fifties. His back was bent, his face was wrinkled, and most of his hair was white.
"Chang, Cousin Changqing?"
Upon seeing Changqing, he stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
"I'll see him off."
Changqing stepped forward and took a look. Song Jianguo was thin and bony, his cheeks were completely sunken, as if a skin was covering his bones. Clearly, he had not had a good old age.
That's quite delightful.
As Changqing was about to leave, Zhao Gong grabbed him.
"You, you are your uncle's son, right? Otherwise, why would you come to see him off on his final journey at this time?"
He was excited, and his hand holding Changqing was trembling slightly, his fingernails almost digging through Changqing's skin.
Changqing patted his hand calmly, "Cousin, what's the point of saying all this now? The man is dead."
"Yes, right? Right? You are his son, aren't you? You should compensate me for my life, you should compensate me!"
Zhao Gong was practically crying out.
"Xiao Gong, what's wrong?"
Outside, the eldest aunt and uncle walked over, supporting each other. When they saw Changqing, they both paused.
"You, what are you doing here?"
"Aunt, Uncle." Changqing took the opportunity to break free from Zhao Gong and naturally stepped forward to greet them.
There were almost no guests at the funeral. Occasionally someone would come, give a gift, and leave, so the commotion had no audience, and Changqing didn't care.
"Of course I'm here to offer my condolences. Look, I even gave a gift of two hundred yuan."
Changqing took out a cigarette from his pocket and smiled. Of course, there was no grief on his face, and he didn't see any grief on Zhao Gong's or his aunt and uncle's faces either. All he saw was the relief of having one less burden.
His aunt grabbed his hand and asked the same question Zhao Gong had just asked.
This time, Changqing shook his head directly.
"Of course I'm not Song Jianguo's son. I've had a paternity test done, Auntie, have you forgotten?"
"Wishing you a peaceful and happy retirement."
He spoke sincerely and left immediately after finishing his sentence, leaving his aunt's family stunned for a long time.
Zhao Gong walked up.
"Mom and Dad, he must be my uncle's son, I refuse to believe it! The previous paternity test report was definitely fake!"
“This time, I scratched the skin off his hand, so we’ll do another paternity test!”
His face was contorted with rage as he gritted his teeth and spoke.
Over the years, he had always doubted the results of that test, but he never had the chance to have it done again. He never expected to meet Changqing this time.
Therefore, he was bound to seize the opportunity to test him again. Just now, he deliberately held his hand tightly and took the opportunity to scratch his skin with his fingernail. Now, there is still a small piece of skin with bloodstains under his fingernail.
Aunt: .....
Uncle: ......
Zhao Gong was very excited. He didn't care what others thought. He went up and plucked a hair from Song Jianguo and actually had it tested.
Moreover, I paid for expedited service.
The moment the results came out, he felt like he was going to faint from happiness. Looking at the report showing that the parent-child relationship was supported by both sets of evidence, he burst out laughing.
"I knew it! I wasn't wrong! Hahahaha, I wasn't wrong! Waaaaah!"
He was laughing, but then he started crying.
When he got home that day, he told his parents about it. The two elders were also very surprised and angry. The family decided to demand compensation from Changqing, but after consulting a lawyer the next day, they gave up.
"It's useless. Your assessment is completely illegal and cannot be used as evidence."
The lawyer's words were like a blow to the head, waking them up.
"What can we do? Our family has been terribly harmed. My son is taking care of him in his old age, while he has lived a carefree life for most of his life."
The eldest aunt was very dissatisfied.
The lawyer shook his head. "There's nothing we can do. One of our clients is already dead; there's no room for maneuver..."
As they walked out of the law firm, the whole family felt as if the sky had completely darkened.
"This is outrageous!"
The eldest aunt burst into tears. She recalled the scene when she went to borrow a house back then. How respectable she was back then! Unlike now, her whole family has been completely dragged down by Song Jianguo.
"I shouldn't have gotten involved with that person. I shouldn't have borrowed his house."
She beat her feet and pounded her chest, filled with regret.
But what can we do?
All I can do is regret it in my heart.
...
Changqing naturally didn't care how his aunt's family lived.
He's been busy lately, he's taken to hiking and has joined a lot of hiking groups. He often invites a few friends to go hiking and check in at different spots. He's living a very carefree life.
Many people say he doesn't look like someone in his forties at all, and ask him what his secrets to maintaining his youthful appearance are.
He simply responded with a smile.
"A clear and open mind naturally leads to beauty and radiance."
In this life, he lived a long life. Even in his eighties, he was still able to take care of himself and take walks in the park every day. He lived to be over ninety years old before passing away one morning.
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