Chapter 781: Chapter 773 Scumbag Chapter 781: Chapter 773 Scumbag “`
“Then go…”
Gao Peng really was relentless.
“I’m going to see my grandson.”
Zhang Xiangcao’s patience ran out, and she boarded the nearest bus in the face of Gao Peng’s stunned gaze, heading to her daughter’s place.
As for her encounter with Gao Peng on the road, she didn’t ntion it to anyone.
He was just a stranger, after all, nothing worth ntioning.
Of course, she was not going to tell Sisi, “I saw your biological father.”
That man didn’t deserve a daughter; her Sisi had been raised by Tang Zhijun, painstakingly brought up by Tang Zhijun.
When she was sick, it was Tang Zhijun who took care of her, Tang Zhijun who took her to and from school, and for anything that ca up, it was Tang Zhijun, the father, who stood firm in the forefront.
What did this have to do with Gao Peng?
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She cast away those unpleasant thoughts and was still slightly irritated even after getting on the bus.
But once she got off the bus, she had forgotten about it, along with all the other irritating details that she didn’t want to rember.
After all, she had forgotten them for over twenty years—rembering them now wouldn’t have been difficult if she wished.
And she truly hadn’t factored Gao Peng into her life, yet she didn’t realize that Gao Peng was about to stick to her and her daughter like a piece of stubborn chewing gum.
anwhile, Gao Peng was still frozen in place, his mind buzzing with noise.
It was that one sentence said by Zhang Xiangcao that echoed in his head: I am going to see my grandson.
Grandson, grandson, Zhang Xiangcao had a grandson.
She was married, had children, and now even a grandson.
But how could this be?
How could Zhang Xiangcao possibly be married and have children?
He himself didn’t have any children; how could she?
Yes, he had no children.
Back when he was a sent-down youth, he thought that his life was destined to be that way, that he would be a farr forever.
Yet his tall and handso figure, carrying an air of scholarly charm and often dressed in a white shirt, set him apart from the villagers.
As a primary school teacher, he might not have had many students, but he was given a generous salary.
Eventually, he accepted his fate.
And surely, he had to get married at so point.
Despite many village won liking him, how could he ever fancy those dark, unattractive country girls with their rough skin?
That was until he t Zhang Xiangcao, from a different village.
She was the most beautiful girl in the village, coveted by many young n.
In his eyes, Zhang Xiangcao stood out imdiately.
Aside from her appearance, Zhang Xiangcao’s mother was a widow with no man in the house, just the two of them.
Once Zhang Xiangcao married him, the house and land would be his, and he’d have the final say in all household affairs.
A girl he favored would not refuse him.
Things proceeded smoothly, just as he wanted.
They married before the villagers, who stood as witnesses.
Back then, they didn’t even have a marriage certificate, but as long as they held the wedding feast, they were recognized as a married couple by everyone.
In the following years, he truly had a good life with Zhang Xiangcao.
She was gentle and hardworking, keeping the house in perfect order.
Xiangcao’s mother, not one to interfere, didn’t need him to do anything; she could still farm and cook.
He beca the head of the household.
Moreover, as a teacher at the village school and already holding a respectable job, the villagers had even suggested that he be made the village party secretary the following year.
He truly felt he had made sothing of himself in the village and that with more hard work, he might even beco an official.
He had mapped out his future and was working towards his goals.
If not for that incident, he might indeed have lived his whole life that way.
No one expected that the sent-down youths would be allowed to return ho and that the college entrance exams would resu.
His heart couldn’t stand still any longer.
He could return ho, take the college exams, and find a better job.
As sent-down youths gradually left the village, he grew restless and decided to go back.
True to her understanding nature, Zhang Xiangcao took out all their savings and made him a new set of clothes and a pair of new shoes.
Handing over the money and clothes, she let him go.
He was genuinely moved and swore an oath: once he settled down there, he would definitely bring her and her mother over.
If he broke his promise, may he never have a son to send him off in his old age.
He was earnest at the ti because he truly had no intention of leaving her behind.
They had a good relationship, and he liked Zhang Xiangcao.
Besides, they were married, and he couldn’t possibly beco a Chen Shii.
But then, who knew, he ended up being a Chen Shii.
The countryside was plain, the villagers simple, and life straightforward.
However, city life was different.
People in the city would compete and fight over a good job.
Slack a bit, and an opportunity might slip right past you.
Once he arrived in the city, he had to compete in everything, but no matter what, he could not outdo others.
In the village, his education and decent appearance made him sothing of a god, but in the city, he was like a weed that anyone could step on at will.
He was a man, a very proud one at that.
From childhood, he had been the pride of his parents—good-looking and smart.
When he was young, the girls in the neighborhood loved to follow him around.
But now, he was like dung, ignored and overlooked, an insult to a man as proud as him, unbearable.
So when his father suggested he marry the daughter of a factory manager, despite initially refusing, as he was already married and still fond of Zhang Xiangcao, the love they shared over the years didn’t just disappear.
Xiangcao was his ideal wife—beautiful, gentle, obedient.
He could say anything, and she wouldn’t contradict him.
He would declare sothing round, and she wouldn’t argue it was square.
A woman who put him above all else was what he wanted.
The factory manager’s daughter was neither attractive nor had a pleasant personality, and he truly didn’t fancy her.
At first, he stood his ground, but gradually, he realized his persistence had beco a joke.
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