PWE – Chapter 85 His Biological Father

“You all stop talking. Wange… she and your father… have severed their relationship.”
Wu Yueying’s voice came from inside the main room.

Both Lü Qiuying and Xiao Zhenqiang were stunned.

They quickly turned their heads toward the main room.

Wu Yueying walked out with a frown on her face.

She glanced at the two of them and immediately recounted everything that had happened earlier that morning.

After listening, Lü Qiuying grew furious. “How can this be! How can Xiao Wange be so heartless! She’s Dad’s biological daughter! How can she cut ties with him?!”

Now that Wange had cut ties with that old man Xiao Yongyi, how were they supposed to get money out of Wange again? Without money, how could they build their new house?!

Xiao Zhenqiang was also furious. He turned around to head out of the courtyard. “No. I have to find Xiao Wange. That unfilial girl—how can she abandon Dad? She—”

“Zhenqiang!”
Wu Yueying grabbed him, glaring. “Where are you going to find her? Are you planning to go to Danshui Village? Have you forgotten what the people there said? They said if you dare step into Danshui Village again, they’ll beat you!”

Xiao Zhenqiang: “…”
Immediately, the ferocious faces of the Danshui villagers flashed in his mind—
Them raising axes and sickles, about to hack him.
He shivered involuntarily.

But still…

He looked at his mother. “So we’re just letting this go? We’re just going to watch Wange sever ties with Dad?”

“And what else can we do if we don’t let it go? The people of Danshui Village are all on her side now, and even our own village is on her side. If we go looking for her now, neither village will spare us.”

The more Wu Yueying spoke, the more depressed she became.
Two whole villages were siding with Xiao Wange—she could hardly stand it.

Who knows what kind of bewitching soup that girl fed everyone, making two villages protect her like this?

Xiao Zhenqiang scratched his hair, feeling extremely anxious all of a sudden.

He had boasted confidently in front of his in-laws, promising he would definitely build a new house this year, and that he would definitely give Lü Qiuying a good life.

But now?

They had cut ties with Xiao Wange. Where were they supposed to get money from?

Forget building a house—
They wouldn’t even have money for meat and liquor anymore.
Without Wange as their source of income, eating meat regularly would become impossible.

“Zhenqiang, let me ask you—where exactly do you work in town?”
Xiao Yongyi tapped his tobacco pipe hard against the chair arm and suddenly asked in a low, heavy voice.

Xiao Zhenqiang froze.

He stared blankly at Xiao Yongyi, completely unprepared for this question.

Wu Yueying’s breathing tightened—
She quickly shot Zhenqiang a look, urging him to find an excuse and slip away.
But Zhenqiang was staring at Xiao Yongyi and didn’t notice at all.

“I asked where you work. Are you mute?”
Xiao Yongyi’s voice dropped colder, his expression darkening.

“Dad, why are you suddenly asking this? Zhenqiang works at a noodle shop in town, he—”
Lü Qiuying rushed to speak up for her husband.

But she was cut off.

“Oh? A noodle shop? Which one? Tell me. I’ll go verify it tomorrow.”

Xiao Zhenqiang: “!”
Lü Qiuying: “!”

The old man actually wanted to go verify it!
He really suspected something!

Xiao Zhenqiang frowned, his eyes shifting. “Dad, why… why do you suddenly want to verify where I work? You…”

Bang!
Xiao Yongyi slammed his tobacco pipe hard against the chair arm, the loud thud echoing through the room.

His face was ugly as he said, word by word:
“So you still want to lie to me? Zhenqiang, you never had a job at all, did you? All that money you supposedly earned—it came from Wange, didn’t it? Hah! Well done. You took my daughter’s money and claimed you earned it? How do you even have the shame?”

“Dad, I…”

“That time you gave me five yuan, I actually thought you were being filial. Now I see I was a fool—played right into your hands!”
That was his daughter’s money.
Money that should have been his.

But this Zhenqiang had hogged it for himself—
Then handed him five yuan pretending to be filial!

Wange said even thinking about it made her sick.
Now he felt the same.

Never did he imagine Zhenqiang would deceive him like this!

“Old man, Zhenqiang really was trying to be filial—he—”
Wu Yueying tried to defend her son.

But Xiao Yongyi glared at her. “Filial? If he really wanted to be filial, he should have handed me all that money. Not squander it on food and drink and then pretend to give me five lousy yuan! Wu Yueying, I truly regret it. I regret listening to your nonsense. I regret letting you goad me into abusing Wange! It was you—if not for you, things wouldn’t have turned out like this between her and me!”

Xiao Yongyi really regretted it.

But his regret wasn’t about making Wange suffer.
It wasn’t guilt.

He regretted listening to Wu Yueying’s instigations and ruining his relationship with Wange—
A relationship that would’ve allowed him to continue controlling her and taking money from her.

That was what he regretted.

Thinking of how this woman had caused all of this, he looked at her now with deep resentment.

If not for the tiny bit of reason he still had, he would’ve already hit her.

“Old man, how can you say that? What I said back then wasn’t wrong. When we’re old, the only ones we can rely on are our sons. Daughters marry out—how can you rely on—”

“If daughters are just ‘water spilled out,’ then why were you all constantly thinking about her money? Why try to suck her dry? You say you rely on your son? Hah! Look at your son—can he even be relied on? He was just thinking about squeezing Wange again for money to build a house! A person like him—you think he can support you? Let alone me, who’s not even related to him?!”

Today, Xiao Yongyi felt like a fog had finally lifted.
What reliance on sons!
With someone like Xiao Zhenqiang—there was no relying on him at all.

His “filial piety” was nothing more than wanting money.
The moment he couldn’t get money, who knew what his attitude would be?

“Old man, you can’t say it like that, Zhenqiang, he—”

“Move out.”
Before she could finish, Xiao Yongyi glared at Zhenqiang and Lü Qiuying.
“Move out today.”

Xiao Zhenqiang froze. “Dad… what did you say? Move out? Where am I supposed to go?”

“How would I know? I’m not your biological father—why should I care where you go?! Get out. Right now!”
Xiao Yongyi’s expression was cold and vicious.

Zhenqiang clenched his jaw. He never thought the old man would be this ruthless.

He glared, voice trembling with frustration and pleading.
“Dad, I’ve called you Dad for over ten years. We’ve built feelings after all these years. How can you drive me out now—”

“Oh, you called me Dad for ten years? If it weren’t for wanting something from me, would you have called me that? And your household registration has always been under your real father, never under me. When I asked you to transfer it, you and your mother said it was ‘too much trouble.’ What trouble? You simply never regarded me as your father. You never intended to be my son!”

Indeed—Zhenqiang’s surname and household registration were all from his biological father’s side.

“Old man, Zhenqiang didn’t mean it like that, he really considers you his father, he always says he wants to be filial—how can you drive him out, where’s he supposed to go—”

Wu Yueying began to cry. She never thought Xiao Yongyi would go this far.
She thought at most he’d scold Zhenqiang.
She never imagined he’d kick out their whole family.

“Enough! Stop defending him! He must move out today! He still has a biological father, doesn’t he? His household registration is still under his biological father, isn’t it? Then tell him to go back there! I’m sure his father will welcome him!”

At that moment, Xiao Yongyi realized how utterly foolish he had been.
He had believed their excuses for years.

Zhenqiang and Wu Yueying’s expressions darkened instantly.

Zhenqiang’s biological father had remarried and had three sons.
That household was already dominated by those sons.

If Zhenqiang went back, where would he even live?

Besides, that house was nothing compared to this one—
This house had several spacious rooms.
He used to think it wasn’t good enough and wanted a brick house near the village entrance.

But now?
This place suddenly seemed wonderful—
ten times better than his biological father’s home.

Gritting his teeth, he suddenly walked back into the room with his wife and child.
“I’m not moving! I won’t move no matter what! I’ve lived here for so many years—why should I move? This is my home! Even if I die, I’ll die here!”