He secretly changed his character

Jiang Kuzhou is like a weed growing in the wild, exposed to the wind and sun, and baptized by the years. Wrinkles are carved on his brows one by one, like annual rings written into a tree trunk, which is the witness of time. His eyes are turbid, his hands are deformed and rough. His back is slightly bent, which is caused by the burden of life.

As for Zhang Ruzhen, the wife of a wealthy family, she has a beautiful face and a dignified temperament. She has delicate makeup on her face and wears a high-end dress. She has a slender figure and it is obvious that she is from a wealthy or noble family.

If Lu Zichu was Jiang Kuzhou, he would not be able to remain calm when his former lover appeared in front of him in such a glamorous and beautiful way. He would definitely want to find a hole to crawl into. But Jiang Kuzhou was different. Even if he had no part that was better than others, he didn't care at all and didn't feel timid at all.

Compared with this calmness and open-mindedness, Lu Zichu felt inferior.

But Aunt Liu was different. Although she was wearing new clothes, her eyes were downcast, and she would occasionally raise her head in panic, looking petty. That was unavoidable. As an old lady in the countryside, she had never seen any big occasions in her life.

If Jiang Kuzhou was with Zhang Ruzhen, maybe the Zhang Ruzhen we see today would look like Aunt Liu, like a weed in the wild, and definitely not like a rose, which looks like the king of flowers.

Lu Zichu sighed endlessly.

As soon as Jiang Tunan saw Jiang Kuzhou coming in, he immediately stood up and choked up, "Dad..."

Jiang Kuzhou gave a complicated smile, patted his shoulder, and signaled him not to lose his composure.

Everyone sat down and the waiter started serving the food, but no one had the appetite to eat.

Fei Jingyuan filled a glass of wine, stood up, looked at Jiang Kuzhou and said, "Brother Jiang, you have worked hard to raise Tunan over the years. I thank you for your kindness."

After saying that, drink it all in one gulp.

Jiang Kuzhou looked at Jiang Tunan, but through him he saw twenty-three years ago.

At that time, he was still working as a rural teacher in Linshi, Longcheng.

That day, he was in class when he was called back home from the classroom, saying someone was looking for him.

Jiang Kuzhou had many guesses about the identity of the visitor, but he could never have imagined that it would be Zhang Ruzhen.

Zhang Ruzhen shed tears silently when she saw him. She was holding a two-year-old child in her arms.

The child was very beautiful, with red lips, white teeth, and beautiful eyes. He was not afraid of people and stared at him when he saw him. Subconsciously, he felt that the child was a little stupid. So he didn't know how to speak for a moment.

Zhang Ruzhen was the first to break the silence, "Kuzhou, I'm sorry for coming here uninvited."

"Since you can come, I know you are in trouble."

"Your words make me feel even worse," Zhang Ruzhen said, "But I really have a problem, and I can't find anyone else who can help me except you."

"It doesn't matter if you say so."

Zhang Ruzhen suddenly fell to her knees and cried, "Kuzhou, I beg you to give this child a chance to live."

Jiang Kuzhou was horrified, and immediately took the child over and helped Zhang Ruzhen up, "What are you doing?"

Zhang Ruzhen cried and complained, saying intermittently, "This child was born prematurely and has a weak body. Moreover, his family suspected that he had a bad background."

This was not said so directly, but Jiang Kuzhou had understood it. He and Zhang Ruzhen were also in a free love relationship, but dating was very conservative in that era. The two of them had always been self-disciplined and polite. Later, less than a month after they separated, Zhang Ruzhen married another man under the arrangement of her family.

Since the child was born prematurely, many people would think that it was an unfinished project left by the previous president.

Jiang Kuzhou was a little at a loss holding the child's hand. He really didn't expect this matter to be so complicated. He also didn't know whether he should agree to Zhang Ruzhen's request.

"Then his father - your husband -" He tried hard but couldn't finish his sentence.

"She's nice to me, but she's just a softy."

Jiang Kuzhou understood that she had married a man who could not protect her. Otherwise, she would not have let a woman like Zhang Ruzhen suffer such an injustice. She would not have been the one to do this.

"How old is this child?" Jiang Kuzhou loved Zhang Ruzhen after all, and couldn't bear to see her in trouble, so he had already thought about agreeing to it.

Zhang Ruzhen told the child's date of birth, and then put down a stack of banknotes wrapped in newspaper.

Jiang Kuzhou didn't see what was inside, but he knew what it could be. He frowned, "What does this mean?"

"Take it. I know you have noble character. Besides, your pity for me shouldn't be taken lightly by this thing. But the child needs to be raised well, and it won't work without money." Zhang Ruzhen touched the cheek of the child in Jiang Kuzhou's arms, with a motherly tenderness on her face, "Starting tomorrow, mom is leaving."

Before she finished speaking, she turned around with tears streaming down her face. She covered her face and choked up, saying, "Kuzhou, don't blame me..."

Jiang Kuzhou: "Ruzhen——"

He only said half of his words when Zhang Ruzhen rushed out, as if she would not be able to leave if she stayed any longer.

Jiang Kuzhou sat for a long time holding the child.

Until night fell, the child began to cry. And then cried all night long.

After that, the village spread the news that Jiang Kuzhou, a seemingly decent rural teacher, actually had an unknown side and even had an illegitimate child. Later, the rumors became more and more fierce, and he had no choice but to take the child away from the place where he went to work in the countryside and came to Longcheng.

What he was thinking at that time was that Longcheng was closer to Zhang Ruzhen, and maybe one day, at a certain moment, they would reunite mother and son.

But things did not go as planned. Zhang Ruzhen was heartbroken after what happened. Fei Jingyuan was transferred to work abroad. So the couple went abroad and never came back.

Jiang Tunan cried several times while listening to Jiang Kuzhou's story. After he finished speaking, he could no longer hold back and knelt in front of him, crying, "Dad - you are my only dad."

Jiang Kuzhou shook his head, "Tunan, this is not your parents' fault. You shouldn't bear the grudges of the previous life."

Jiang Tunan cried so hard that he couldn't catch his breath or speak, and just kept shaking his head.

Jiang Kuzhou looked at him with a loving gaze, "Go. Your parents love you as much as I do."

Fei Jingyuan looked anxious and worried, "Starting tomorrow, you——"

"My last name is Jiang, and my name is Jiang Tunan!"

Fei Jingyuan was a little embarrassed. Everyone saw how embarrassed he was, but he didn't notice it. He seemed willing to humble himself to the ground. "Okay, okay. No matter what you are called, you are still my son."

Jiang Tunan wanted to retort, but Jiang Kuzhou suddenly held his hand and said in a steady voice and gentle expression, "Tunan, don't talk to your father like that."

"dad--"

Jiang Kuzhou stopped looking at him and looked up at Fei Jingyuan, his face ashamed, "I'm sorry, Mr. Fei. It's my fault that I didn't teach your son well."

Jiang Tunan was indignant, "Dad, you——"

Jiang Kuzhou interrupted him again, "If you are still willing to call me dad, then you must listen to what I say."

After saying that, he stood up and motioned to Jiang Tunan, then called Lu Zichu, "Zichu, you come too."

Lu Zichu glanced at Fei Jingwen, who nodded in agreement. He also went.