"Pearl, what are you talking about?" Zhou Bingchen didn't understand what Zhao Zhenzhu and Grandma Tao were talking about, and looked completely at a loss.
"Bingchen, hurry up and take off your clothes so Grandma Tao can see you. Grandma Tao and the others are looking for a man around thirty years old. I'll explain to you later," Zhao Zhenzhu said with a smile.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Bingchen took off his shirt.
Looking at the two red moles on Zhou Bingchen's left chest, Aunt Tao's eyes filled with tears.
Five years have passed.
The family of three spent five years traveling to various places in search of that child.
Today, I finally found it.
The red mole on Zhou Bingchen's chest was exactly the same as what Zhou Jin had described.
Moreover, Tian Shanhua and Zhou Fugui are both connected to the spy Tan Shaoan, and there is a 99% chance that Zhou Bingchen is Zhou Jin's grandson.
“Child, do you have time to come to Beijing with me? Your grandfather is ill and he really wants to see you.” Aunt Tao reached out her trembling hand and grabbed Zhou Bingchen’s arm, as if afraid that he would run away.
"Grandma Tao, my grandfather passed away a long time ago!" Zhou Bingchen was a little confused.
“Bingchen, he’s not Zhou’s grandfather, he’s your biological grandfather.” Zhao Zhenzhu, seeing Zhou Bingchen’s pleading look, hurriedly told Zhou Bingchen the whole story that Tao Jiadong had told her at the Zhao family: Zhou Jin’s grandson was taken away by secret agents thirty years ago.
Zhou Bingchen was stunned after hearing this.
No wonder Pearl told Grandma Tao that he was thirty years old this year. So, Pearl was suspecting that he was Zhou Jin's grandson?
No, no, no, Pearl's imagination is a bit too wild.
He wouldn't even dare to dream of such a thing!
Who is Zhou Jin?
One of the most famous generals in China, holding a high position and great power.
If Zhou Bingchen goes to claim kinship but it turns out to be someone else, he will inevitably be ridiculed for being a sycophant.
Thinking of this, Zhou Bingchen said, "Grandma Tao, you can't be sure I'm Old Master Zhou's grandson just by looking at the mole on my body! If there's a misunderstanding, it would be really embarrassing."
Zhou Bingchen's feelings were complicated.
If Zhou Jin were just an ordinary old man.
Upon hearing that he might be Zhou Jin's grandson, Zhou Bingchen would definitely be very proactive in meeting Zhou Jin.
The problem is, this is the famous Zhou Jin!
If not, Zhou Bingchen's peaceful life will definitely be disrupted.
Besides, Zhou Bingchen still harbored a sliver of resentment.
Zhou Bingchen felt that even if he really was Zhou Jin's grandson, he was someone Zhou Jin had abandoned. If Zhou Jin was capable, why did he wait thirty years to find his grandson?
This realization weighed heavily on Zhou Bingchen's mind.
He was long past the age of needing protection, and Zhou Bingchen didn't really want to acknowledge this relative.
Aunt Tao is a wise and shrewd old woman.
Zhou Bingchen's resistance was too obvious.
After a moment's thought, Aunt Tao understood what Zhou Bingchen was worried about.
Aunt Tao held Zhou Bingchen's hand and earnestly advised him: "Child, back then, the spies set up a 'deception' trap. Your grandfather thought you had been killed by the spies, so he gave up the search. Five years ago, when he learned that you were still alive, your grandfather immediately made arrangements. If he hadn't been too busy with work, he would have wanted to come and find you in person."
"Grandma Tao, does the child you're looking for have any other marks on his body? Judging from just two moles seems a bit hasty," Zhou Bingchen said, somewhat conflicted.
Zhou Bingchen also longed for the warmth of family, because he had never received this kind of affection from Zhou Fugui and his wife.
If Zhou Jin really was as devoted to her grandson as Aunt Tao said, Zhou Bingchen wouldn't be able to harden his heart and insist on not seeing her.
“Child, you actually look somewhat like Old Master Zhou. Before, I thought you were Zhou Fugui’s biological son, so I didn’t think about it that way. As for whether there are any other marks on the child, Old Master Zhou never mentioned it, so I don’t know.” Seeing that Zhou Bingchen’s expression had softened, Aunt Tao was secretly pleased.
"Grandma Tao, what if it's not..." Zhou Bingchen still had concerns.
Zhou Bingchen is just an ordinary person. He just wants to work hard, get promoted, and protect his wife and children from the storms of life.
He never dreamed of achieving instant success.
He was also afraid that Zhou Jin might take his anger out on him if he didn't.
“Bingchen! To tell you the truth, Old Zhou has fallen ill again recently. Ever since he learned you were still alive, he's been blaming himself for neglecting you all these years, and he falls ill every now and then. The doctor says it's a heartache, and if he can't find you, his illness will only get worse, and he might not have many years left to live.” Aunt Tao sighed and said, “Bingchen! Don't treat Old Zhou like a high-ranking official; just treat him like an ordinary old man, a grandfather who misses his children dearly. Go see him, okay?”
The resistance on Zhou Bingchen's face gradually melted away.
Yes! Grandma Tao is right.
He had no desire to curry favor with the powerful, but he could not deprive Old Zhou of his right to see his children.
Whether it is or not, you'll only know when you see it.
Besides, now that Aunt Tao has already found him, the decision of whether or not to meet her is not in Zhou Bingchen's hands at all.
There are plenty of ways for Old Zhou to see Zhou Bingchen.
"Grandma Tao, I still have five days of vacation left. After five days, I have to go to school in Beijing. When would be a convenient time for you to visit Old Master Zhou with me, please?" Zhou Bingchen made his decision immediately after thinking it through.
"That's great, Old Zhou is in Beijing. I'll ask Jia Dong when we can set off. As for the specific arrangements, I'll ask Old Zhou for his opinion later." A relieved smile appeared on Aunt Tao's face.
Aunt Tao planned to call Zhou Jin later to report the good news.
The specific arrangements should be left to Zhou Jin to decide.
After leaving the Tao family, Zhou Bingchen remained silent the entire way.
Zhao Zhenzhu didn't say anything, and silently walked beside Zhou Bingchen.
"Pearl, I feel like today's events are a dream." Zhou Bingchen broke the silence as they neared home.
“That’s life. Unexpected things can happen at any time. As long as we stick to our principles, these little surprises won’t interfere with our life goals,” Zhao Zhenzhu said.
Zhou Bingchen silently repeated Zhao Zhenzhu's words to himself several times, and the more he thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed.
Whether he is Zhou Jin's grandson or not, life goes on.
Previously, Zhou Bingchen's life goal was to work hard, get promoted, and give his wife and children a better life.
In that case, whether or not he is Zhou Jin's grandson will not change Zhou Bingchen's life goals.
“Pearl, you’re right,” Zhou Bingchen exclaimed.
"Of course, I'm Zhao Zhenzhu! Zhao Zhenzhu, a woman of both beauty and wisdom. Most people could never utter such profound philosophical insights about life," Zhao Zhenzhu said, raising her head with a smug air.
"Pearl, besides your beauty and wisdom, you are also very understanding. It is my great fortune to marry you." Zhou Bingchen looked at Zhao Zhenzhu with tenderness in his eyes.
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