Siheyuan: I am the Smart Pillar

Jia Dongxu's face was as ugly as if he had eaten a pile of dog shit. He felt that this old lady was insulting him. He had never looked up to He Yuzhu since he was a child. He had never thought that he would have to be ranked behind He Yuzhu to be a candidate for Yi Zhonghai's retirement. This was outrageous. Jia Dongxu was furious, but he suppressed his anger and continued to put his ear close to the window to listen.

Yi Zhonghai nodded and said, "Old lady, there is actually one thing I haven't told you. I think this Jia Dongxu should be my son! Look, his eyes are exactly the same as mine, and his nose is not bad either. When Old Jia was alive, Jia Zhang and I had an affair. Jia Zhang also hinted to me that Jia Dongxu was my son. Tell me, should I tell Jia Dongxu the truth?"

Jia Dongxu's eyes were wide open outside the window. What did he hear? Wasn't his surname Yi? Old Jia was not my father. My real father was Yi Zhonghai. Jia Dongxu felt so happy that he was about to jump up. He didn't care whether his father was Old Jia or not. He was just a dead man. If Yi Zhonghai was his biological father, he would have endless money in the future.

He doesn't have to share a bed with his mother, so he, the only son of Yi Zhonghai, can move into Yi Zhonghai's home, right? Old Mrs. Long coughed, and she was obviously shocked by Yi Zhonghai's words. She looked at Yi Zhonghai in shock and said, "You, you, what the hell are you talking about? You have an affair with that Jia Zhang, and you suspect that Jia Dongxu is your son. How is that possible?"

Old Lady Long could not allow herself to imagine anything. Yi Zhonghai looked very good when he was young. But Jia Zhangshi looked very ordinary and a little ugly. Old Lady Long could accept that Yi Zhonghai had a woman outside, but she felt that this woman could not possibly be Jia Zhangshi. She felt that it was really too outrageous, and her turbid eyes stared at Yi Zhonghai tightly.

Jia Dongxu outside the door was also listening to Yi Zhonghai's next words. If he heard that Yi Zhonghai really had evidence that he was Yi Zhonghai's son, he would have to run in and recognize his father after a while. As for his former father, Lao Jia, what kind of father was he if he couldn't bring benefits to his son? Damn it, Jia Dongxu felt that he was rewarded for his good deeds in his previous life for being able to call Lao Jia his father for several years.

Yi Zhonghai sighed and said, "When Lao Jia got married, we were both very drunk. I climbed onto Jia Zhang's bed in a daze. Jia Zhang was also drunk at that time, and we rolled around in bed all night. When we woke up early the next morning, we were both shocked. I had to run away secretly, and Jia Dongxu became pregnant a month later. It was hard for me not to suspect that Jia Dongxu was my son."

Old Madam Long wiped the sweat off her face, looked at Yi Zhonghai and said, "Zhonghai, is what you said true? Also, didn't you ask Jia Zhang secretly? Is this child yours or Old Jia's?" Yi Zhonghai sighed and said, "Of course I didn't ask. When Jia Dongxu was born, I asked Zhang secretly. But Jia Zhang neither admitted nor denied it, and I really had no way to deal with it."

Old lady Long touched her chin and thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "Tell me the truth, whether you are in the city or in the countryside, there should be a lot of women. Have those women in the countryside ever gotten pregnant in all these years?" Yi Zhonghai shook his head with an ugly expression, this is really not the case. He found many widows in the countryside and promised them that as long as they gave birth to a son for him, or even a daughter, it would be fine.

He was given 1000 yuan for each child, which was an astronomical sum in those days. Of course, Yi Zhonghai couldn't be a father to someone else for nothing. He would only give the yuan after a paternity test to prove that the child was his own. In the past few years, Yi Zhonghai went to the countryside to try hard on these widows, but the results were often minimal. It can be said that a lot of money has been spent over the years, but no widow has become pregnant.

Yi Zhonghai frowned and said, "You mean I'm overthinking it. Jia Dongxu is Jia Dade's son." Old Lady Long nodded. After all, the truth was very cruel. He felt that he had to give himself, the object of his care, a shot of cardiotonic so that he would lose interest in these things as soon as possible. He should obediently take care of Old Lady Long in her old age. This is what he should do.

Looking at the white hair on Yi Donghai's head, Mrs. Long felt a little sympathetic. It seemed that Yi Zhonghai had been tormented enough over the years for the matter of retirement. She shook her head helplessly and said, "Although telling the truth may hurt your heart, the truth is often very cruel. You have had relationships with so many women, one or two of them must have gotten pregnant. Until now, no one has gotten pregnant. Who do you think should be blamed for the health problem?"

Yi Zhonghai's old face was full of fear. In this day and age, saying that a man cannot have children is the most ruthless trampling on his self-esteem. Yi Zhonghai shook his head quickly. Old Lady Long said helplessly, "Zhonghai, I will not tell anyone about this. You can give up some random thoughts. Well, it's very late now, and I have to go to bed."

At this moment, Jia Dongxu also sneaked back to his home. Lying on the big kang in Jia's house, Jia Dongxu digested what he had just said. He didn't expect his master to have so many thoughts. He was frightened. If his master treated him like this, Jia Dongxu felt that he couldn't bear it at all. Should he change a master again, so that he wouldn't be sold out and have to count money for others in the future?

His master was the most prestigious one. Jia Dongxu felt that if he betrayed his master on the first day, he might be finished in Red Star Steel Rolling City. He shook his head helplessly, thinking about this question made his head hurt. What should he do in the future? He should continue to pretend that he didn't hear what happened tonight. It seems that this is the only way to do it at this stage.