Seeing that the other party was angry with him, he said even more proudly: "Look, I didn't give birth to him or raise him. We were just strangers half a year ago. By chance, he recognized me as his master. Isn't that a return?"

Take me here and support me well. Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are biological father and son, how come your relationship is so tense? Have you ever thought about the reason for this?"

"Of course he is unfilial, so why else? Raise a son to protect you from old age, raise a child to protect you from old age. This son of mine is raised by others."

Lin Qiang's heart was so painful that he couldn't breathe smoothly, and he said what Chen Ju usually said without thinking: "He was fine before getting married, and he was very obedient since he was a child. Who knew that he would become a big boy after getting married?"

She has changed, she no longer interacts with my family, and she always talks back to me. I think she was instigated by others."

"Huh, unfilial? Then they can adopt a little girl who has no blood relationship as a daughter and raise and educate them with all their heart? Can two unfilial people take me, a lonely old man, into their home and raise him with good food and drink?

Huh, this shows that they are kind and filial people. Brother Lin, why don't you think about it and see if it's your problem?"

"I raised him well, what problem can I have?" Lin Qiang felt a little dizzy.

"He is your son, not a cat or a dog. If you give him some leftovers and don't starve to death, it is a blessing in raising him."

Seeing Lin Qiang's stubborn face, Old Man Lu added, "Do you know what he likes? What does he like to eat? What does he hate? Let me ask again, do you still remember his birthday?"

Lin Qiang was stunned. He was really thinking about Lin Zhiyu's birthday in his mind. He had never celebrated a birthday since his mother's death. It had been almost twenty years. He couldn't remember it at the moment, and for the first time, he felt a surge of emotion in his heart.

A feeling called guilt, but he quickly suppressed it.

"My family is poor, how many of them celebrate their children's birthdays?" He still argued forcefully. These words not only convinced Old Man Lu, but also convinced himself.

Yes, that's it. How could parents be wrong? It's not like I didn't support him.

After thinking about it, he went into the study and told Lin Zhiyu about it. Lin Zhiyu was silent for a while and laughed at himself: "Let him go. If you want to sue, just sue him. I don't care now!"

When Zhu Asheng saw that Old Man Lu was angry, he immediately pushed the person out unceremoniously and closed the door at the same time.

"I said I came to see his house." Zhu Asheng replied very seriously.

"Go back. It's best not to come here before you think clearly." Old Man Lu waved his hands to drive people away: "I don't agree with you, so it's best not to see you!"

Lin Zhiyu handed a letter on the table to Yang Liu. The handwriting on the letter was elegant and clean, and the language was concise, but Yang Liu was attracted by the small content.

"I want to go, but I can't bear to leave you and the child!" Lin Zhiyu told the truth. He didn't want to lie to Yang Liu. He looked at Yang Liu without blinking, hoping that she could give some advice.

"What are your plans? Are you going?" Yang Liu read the letter and thought for a while before asking Lin Zhiyu calmly.

He was supposed to enjoy these things; this house, these expensive tea sets, the bright-colored tea, and the radio. All of these, including his son's respect and filial piety, were supposed to be enjoyed by him, Lin Qiang.

Suddenly he felt dizzy. He had to stand up and said angrily: "I am his father. This blood relationship cannot be broken. If he wants to deny me as his father, I can sue him. I want to see

, he would rather support outsiders than be filial to his parents, will others say he is good?"

"Hey, it's so shameless. Give him back his house and I'll go meet him." Yang Liu went downstairs in an angry manner, and Zhu Asheng followed him with a serious face, pretending to protect Yang Liu.

Lin Qiang also felt vaguely ashamed in his heart, but he was not willing to think in this direction. He was afraid that he would not be able to take it back if he thought too much.

Yang Liu took a closer look at Lin Zhiyu's expression and found that he really didn't seem to care so much, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Old Man Lu completely turned cold and closed his eyes, not wanting to look at Lin Qiang: "I have never seen such a cruel father. Forget it, I won't even talk to you. I am too lazy to talk nonsense with you. I already live in this house.

Don't knock on the door in the future, and I won't let you in even if you knock on the door. Zhu Asheng, see the guests off, don't let this person in in the future, I feel upset!"

But looking at all this, my heart feels sour and painful.

"My hair has grown, it's time to cut it." Yang Liu's eyes moved from Lin Zhiyu's eyes to his head, and inserted his fingers into Lin Zhiyu's hair, gently tossing it. Lin Zhiyu's hair was a little soft, and it became even softer as it grew.

soft.

"Next time this man comes again, you are not allowed to let him in." Yang Liu greeted the family. Fan Yan originally wanted to persuade her, but seeing that Zhu Asheng had already agreed, she didn't say much. She unconsciously thought of the plague god at home.

, couldn't help but sigh, who said that people who are related by blood must be family members who love each other?

Yang Liu asked Zhu Asheng carefully what the two old men said. Zhu Asheng learned everything verbatim. Yang Liu was very grateful to Old Man Lu for venting his anger on Lin Zhiyu, and happily asked Fan Yan to add something to Old Man Lu.

Yang Liu asked with some confusion: "He went to your place? What did he go to do?"

When they went downstairs and opened the courtyard door, they found that no one was there. Did they really come to see the house?

Her heart softened, and she met Lin Zhiyu's expectant eyes and smiled: "You can go if you want. If you get admitted to college next year, I will bring the children up to accompany you."

He immediately ran to the next door and saw Fan Yan hurriedly asking not to open the door to people outside. Under Fan Yan's blank eyes, she hurried upstairs to find Yang Liu: "Yang Liu, Lin Zhiyu's father is here and I drove him away. How can you?"

Don't open the door."

Old Man Lu looked at him for a long time and lost interest in chatting with him: "I don't have children. In fact, I am not qualified to comment on the relationship between father and son. However, the Lin Zhiyu I know, and the Lin Zhiyu in Teacher Fang's eyes, Yang Liu

In our eyes, Lin Zhiyu is a gentle and kind-hearted person. Even we feel sorry for him and want to be nice to him. Why do we become an unfilial child in the eyes of you, our biological father?"

The letter was written by Teacher Ai, who had tutored Lin Zhiyu in English. He invited Lin Zhiyu to Beijing, saying that the learning atmosphere there was better, and that he would help him find better tutors, and that he could also go to Teacher Ai's school to observe her English class.

, this is a good opportunity for Lin Zhiyu.

"Really?" Lin Zhiyu's eyes quickly flashed with dazzling light: "But what about the home that was finally built?"

Looking at his shining eyes, Yang Liu felt happy in her heart: "Of course you are more important. As for this house, just ask someone to clean it every week and open the windows for ventilation. Besides, we can come back every winter and summer vacation.

Besides, as a family, we can settle down anywhere."

There was a strange feeling flowing in Lin Zhiyu's heart, which was very full, but if he said it out loud, it would seem a bit pretentious.

He could only hug Yang Liu with all his strength to express his excitement and gratitude.
Chapter completed!