Chapter 120 The Scumbag Father Wants to Become a Monk (6)
The group then went to the police station.
The aunt came prepared this time, bringing out many old photos to prove that the monk was her younger brother, Song Jianguo.
“Officer, look, this is my brother Song Jianguo. He has become a monk, but he is indeed my brother, and Changqing’s father.”
"This unfilial son doesn't even acknowledge his father! This is utterly outrageous!"
Changqing snorted coldly.
"What can a few lousy photos prove? Who knows if you just picked any actor to scam money?"
"I could say this monk is my grandson; anyone can talk big."
He was unyielding and extremely arrogant, which angered Song Jianguo so much that he was about to attack him again, but was stopped by the police.
"Let go! Let go! I'm going to beat this bastard to death!"
Song Jianguo's eyes were bloodshot. He had been chanting Buddhist scriptures and eating vegetarian food for many years, but today he broke his vows countless times and couldn't hold back at all!
Changqing glanced at him.
"Grandson! If you're going to scam money, at least be a little more professional. You're so impatient, and you think you can swindle money from your grandpa?"
"Aaaaaah!"
Song Jianguo struggled frantically, and several policemen almost couldn't hold him back.
"Mr. Li, please calm down."
The police could only try to persuade Changqing.
Changqing was still very wronged. "Officer, can you believe how infuriating this is? I'm a state-recognized orphan. First, an aunt appeared out of nowhere demanding that I pay back money, and then a monk appeared as my father. How can I not be angry?"
"I downloaded an anti-fraud app. These people will stop at nothing to scam money these days!"
Regardless of the circumstances, he insisted that his aunt was in cahoots with the monk to swindle money.
The police were ultimately unable to do anything.
I had no choice but to suggest they get a paternity test.
Song Jianguo's eyes lit up.
"I'll do it! I'm going right now!"
The eldest aunt seemed to have regained her composure, looking at Changqing with an arrogant expression.
"Let's go. Whether we're father and son or not, a paternity test will tell us."
This is high-tech; it tests DNA. You can find out if there's a kinship in one test. She doesn't believe that the kid will be able to deny it then.
She has consulted a lawyer these past two days.
Even if a father has never raised his son, the son still has a legal obligation to support his father, which cannot be evaded.
Once the support relationship is established, well, the standards for support can be discussed.
It's reasonable to ask him to buy a house for us to live in, right? Giving him 10,000 yuan a month would be justified!
Who told you to be someone's son?
That's just how society is!
Changqing stood up.
"Test your mother!"
He looked very unhappy and spoke very rudely.
"You think I can just do a DNA test like that? Every time someone on the street comes to claim me as their father, do I have to get a DNA test with them? That's ridiculous."
"I don't have time to play with you guys, you damn liars! You guys play by yourselves."
Changqing looked at the police officer and asked, "Don't I have the right to refuse to have my DNA tested by someone of unknown origin?"
"Of course."
The police officer told the truth, "However, if we can confirm it, you'll have less trouble."
"I'm busy."
Changqing shook his head directly.
He wasn't afraid of a paternity test, but he didn't want it to be so simple. He wanted things to get bigger and more exciting.
The mediation ended without resolution.
Changqing turned and left without even glancing at the monk, which infuriated his aunt, brother, and sister.
“Jianguo, since you’ve already returned to secular life, you can stay at my sister’s house for now. There are still people in the world who don’t acknowledge their fathers. Let’s go back to our hometown and find some witnesses and evidence, and see how he can still deny it!”
My aunt was furious; she was almost driven mad by her inner demons. How could that kid be so arrogant?
If you don't breathe, your thoughts won't flow smoothly.
Song Jianguo nodded with a gloomy face.
He's getting old, and the temple can't provide for him in his old age. He's never paid into any pension insurance, and his health hasn't been good lately. He had originally planned to leave the mountain to enjoy a comfortable life after hearing that his son had made some money.
As a result, the son even started acting like a grandfather in front of him?
Unfilial son!
What a wicked child!
Unfortunately, he has no solution yet.
We have to find evidence, otherwise he really won't have anywhere to stay.
I had already planned it all out. Once I left the mountain and returned to secular life, I would have my son buy me a house, and ideally, I would hold a ceremony to celebrate my return to secular life, inviting all my relatives over for a meal, so that I could officially acknowledge my status and everyone could meet again in the future.
His son is doing well, so he's proud of himself.
Unexpectedly, their first meeting ended up at the police station, and they didn't even get inside.
"Okay, then I'll trouble you."
He nodded.
I followed my aunt to her house.
"The environment is a bit worse, not as good as the large apartments in Changqing, but I'll make do with it for a few days."
When we arrived at my aunt's house, the whole family was there. The small living room felt cramped. It was a three-bedroom, one-living-room house, but there were four people in the family. With Song Jianguo, there were five people in total, making it feel a bit cramped. It was much worse than Changqing's house.
Song Jianguo couldn't help but frown.
There are only three rooms, where will he sleep?
Fortunately, my aunt's family was quite polite.
His nephew, Zhao Gong, called out "Uncle," pulled out a chair for him to sit down, and his niece, Zhao Yan, brought him a cup of hot water.
"His uncle, does he smoke?"
His brother-in-law was also very enthusiastic, which pleased Song Jianguo greatly.
During the meal, the family also opened a bottle of aged wine to welcome him.
"My uncle is returning to secular life, this is a big event, we should have a drink to celebrate."
Zhao Gong toasted Song Jianguo.
Song Jianguo raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp. It has to be said that after being a vegetarian for so many years, he is quite used to returning to secular life and even enjoys drinking.
During the meal, the aunt's family recounted what Changqing had done before, which made Song Jianguo very angry.
"You unfilial son! You're such an unfilial son!" He slammed his hand on the table.
"Don't worry, I'll definitely make that unfilial son apologize to you and compensate you for your emotional distress later!"
He patted his chest and assured them, saying that the whole family should live in harmony and not be petty about money.
"Nephew, don't worry, I've agreed to the house. There are still people in charge in our Song family; it's not that unfilial son's place to make decisions!"
These words delighted Zhao Gong, who repeatedly toasted his uncle, the monk. He even offered him his own room that night, sleeping on the sofa himself.
"My sister's family is still the closest."
At night, Song Jianguo lay on his soft bed, deeply moved.
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