Chapter 1270 I Can’t Do It!

They are not fighting.

They cried for him...

How could they believe the paternity report Tang Huai gave them?

Now that they have seen the report they got back with their own eyes, do they believe it?

Therefore, I cannot accept this fact and make the house such a mess...

In fact, this is not the result Zhang Jundian wants to see.

He wished that his parents would say calmly after seeing this report: "It doesn't matter if they are not related by blood. As long as their hearts are together, they will always be family."

Zhang Jundian tidied up the room and then went into the kitchen to make porridge.

I also fried a piece of noodles, fried a plate of eggs, and poured a bowl of pickled mustard.

After doing this, he came out of the kitchen, intending to wake them up.

When they came to the living room, Zhang Jintao and Mrs. Zhang were both awake.

They sat there in a daze, you looked at me, I looked at you.

When they heard Zhang Jundian's footsteps, they both turned around and looked over——

Zhang Jundian looks so handsome in military uniform!

If Mrs. Zhang had seen Zhang Jundian like this before, she would have been filled with pride and joy.

Now, her heart felt like it had been hollowed out and she wanted to cry.

She also really cried, tears falling out.

Zhang Jintao looked at Zhang Jundian with very complicated eyes.

Zhang Jundian swallowed and said in a low voice, "Mom and Dad, I've made dinner. You guys should wash up and come over and eat."

After saying that, he turned and entered the kitchen.

He filled three bowls of porridge and left them there to cool, with his chopsticks arranged neatly.

When Zhang Jintao and Mrs. Zhang came in, he was already sitting there waiting.

Seeing them come in, he smiled lightly at them: "Mom, dad, let's eat."

Zhang Jintao and Mrs. Zhang are really hungry. No matter how bad their mood is, they still need to eat.

They sat down, their expressions so complicated that they didn't know how to describe them.

Zhang Jundian said: "I originally wanted to cook, but I was afraid that you would lose your appetite, so I made porridge."

He pushed the pickled mustard in front of them, "It's slightly spicy and appetizing. Mom and dad, no matter what happens, we always have enough food."

Zhang Jintao picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of mustard and put it into his mouth.

Mrs. Zhang, on the other hand, sat there sobbing.

What a well-behaved son, why wasn't she born?

How she wished this was a dream, and nothing happened after she woke up from the dream.

Her Shilan Shifang is still there, her Shiwan is still there, and her son is still there...

However, this was not a dream. If it were a dream, her heart would not be so heavy.

"Mom, stop crying." Zhang Jundian looked at Mrs. Zhang deeply, her eyes were swollen from crying.

"Atian, you must have seen...saw that report..." Mrs. Zhang cried.

The whole house was cleaned up by him, and he must have seen those two reports.

"I see." Zhang Jundian stopped eating and looked at them: "Now medicine will only develop and not retreat. The report has come out and the results are in front of us. This is not fake... You guys say, next, How to do it?"

"What to do?" Zhang Jintao asked.

Zhang Jundian smiled helplessly: "If mom and dad could accept this fact, they wouldn't cry so sadly, right?"

When Mrs. Zhang heard this, she felt sad again, and her low cries spread in the restaurant.

Zhang Jundian looked at her complicatedly.

Zhang Jintao looked at Zhang Jundian with a somewhat indifferent look, not like the serious look in his father's eyes when he looked at his son, but with a repulsive look.

"What do you think?" he said with a dry throat.

Zhang Jundian looked at them seriously: "I will not be changed by these reports. It all depends on your opinion."

"Tang Huai's report was really not false?" Mrs. Zhang sobbed.

"No." Zhang Jundian looked at Mrs. Zhang deeply: "If mom doesn't believe it, you can take my hair and do a test on my biological mother's hair."

The words "birth mother" made Mrs. Zhang and Zhang Jintao's hearts begin to hurt.

"Tang Huai is the murderer who killed your two sisters!" Zhang Jintao stared at Zhang Jundian with bloody eyes.

His meaning was obvious. If Zhang Jundian wanted to stay in this family, he would have to completely cut off relations with Tang Huai's people.

Otherwise, he would not recognize his son!

Anyway, he is not Zhang Jintao's flesh and blood. Even if Zhang Jundian becomes more promising in the future and marries a wife and spreads his family, it will not be for his Zhang family, but for Tang Huai's family.

"Abba, Tang Huai did not kill my sister. Speaking of faults, it was the second and third sisters who deliberately provoked Tang Huai. Abba, at this point, why are you still so confused? You blindly think that Tang Huai killed me. The second and third sisters are dead?" Zhang Jundian's explanation in this regard seemed weak. Zhang Jintao and Mrs. Zhang were so stubborn that they couldn't listen at all. Instead, they thought that his explanation was to protect Tang Huai. He sighed. He took a breath and didn't want to say more: "I don't want to talk about whether Tang Huai killed his two sisters. My son wants you to say a word now. Do you want me to stay here or leave here?"

"You want to leave this home?" Mrs. Zhang looked at Zhang Jundian in shock.

Even if Zhang Jundian is not her son, he grew up on her milk. She gave birth to her fourth child. When she saw that it was a son, she felt very good. She was eating well and her milk was abundant, which was more than the previous three babies.

He was the one she had worked hard to raise. If Zhang Jundian left this family, she would definitely not leave him.

But don't leave...

She didn't know if she could still love him as much as before...

"Of course I don't want to leave this home. I will always treat you as my biological parents. I will take care of you in your old age and respect you..."

Before Zhang Jundian could finish speaking, Zhang Jintao suddenly said: "Okay, since you want to honor us, you will cut off all contact with Tang Huai and you will not be allowed to see each other for life. Even if she comes to you, you must refuse to see her. You can't even go to Shuanglong Village. Burn incense and paper to her dead parents. If you do this, we will always treat you as our biological son."

"It doesn't matter if you don't like the girl from the mayor's family. I won't force you. After all, she has some problems with her IQ. If she marries a fool, her children may also be fools. You apply to return to Kyoto and live and work in peace and contentment there, get married and have children. Don’t come back to K City again.”

Although this request is excessive, it also tests whether Zhang Jundian really respects them.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhang opened her mouth in surprise and looked at Zhang Jintao in confusion.

Will my son return to Kyoto again?

If they never return to K City in their lifetime, will they rarely have the opportunity to meet each other in this life?

"Abba, I can't do it!" Zhang Jundian gave Zhang Jintao a positive answer without any hesitation.

He might not go to the graves of his biological father and mother to burn incense and burn paper, but he couldn't do it and never contact Tang Huai.

Now, when he looked at Tang Huai, it was no longer as simple as liking her.