Chapter 357 I Should Be Dad's Pride

The next day.

Chu Yunxuan woke up early in the morning, and then went to the set with Lin Miaomiao.

"Yesterday's "Father" is popular again, it's very popular."

Lin Miaomiao said with admiration.

"Hahaha, it's good to be popular and make money." Chu Yunxuan said with a smile.

"Sister Qin scolded for a long time while listening to the song yesterday."

Lin Miaomiao said.

"Ah? Are you scolding me?"

Chu Yunxuan asked.

"Pfft." Lin Miaomiao laughed.

"How is that possible? She complained about Uncle Lin."

"Oh oh oh."

Chu Yunxuan knew that the relationship between Lin Qin and his family was not good.

They don't know the specific reason.

Anyway, I generally know that her parents are divorced and have started their own families.

She seemed to be an outsider.

In her darkest years, she experienced several tortures inside and outside the family, but she still had a kind heart and was relatively optimistic and cheerful on the surface.

This is also something Chu Yunxuan admires about her.

"By the way, aren't you going to film? How are you preparing?"

Lin Miaomiao suddenly asked.

"It's still in the conceptual stage, but we can start preparations now. Funding is a big problem."

Chu Yunxuan rubbed his temples.

Don't look at how much money he made.

But the time is short after all.

In a few months, he made hundreds of millions of dollars.

This is already awesome.

But this drama, even if it is not the kind of drama that requires a lot of special effects, still requires an investment of several hundred million.

"I do, I can be your investor." Lin Miaomiao said with a smile.

Lin Miaomiao has been famous for several years. She must have transferred hundreds of millions in these years.

In addition, she doesn't have that much expenses, and she doesn't even buy a car.

At most, just buy some luxury goods and houses.

"Hahaha, don't rush, don't rush, we'll see when the time comes."

"You don't have to be polite to me."

"good."

…

the other side.

Jiang Wenzhou was driving to a place with his wife.

The atmosphere inside the car is relatively gloomy.

Because today is the one-year anniversary of Jiang Wenzhou's father's death.

Jiang Wenzhou took his wife and also just went to the cemetery to see his father.

Jiang Wenzhou is about to turn 40 this year.

As a star, he got married relatively late.

I just got married a few years ago.

His wife is currently pregnant.

His only regret now is that he didn't get married earlier and didn't let his father have a grandson.

"Honey, are we going to dad's place?"

Jiang Wenzhou's wife asked gently.

Her wife is a staff member of Jiang Wenzhou's team and also a fan of Jiang Wenzhou.

They have also known each other for many, many years, and they also established a relationship and got married a few years ago.

"Um."

Jiang Wenzhou responded.

"There are still some things in the old house where Dad used to live. I plan to tidy up, clean up, and then lock the house up there."

Jiang Wenzhou said.

His mother was gone before he could remember.

He is also an ill-fated man.

"Um."

Jiang Wenzhou's wife nodded slightly.

Then she put her hand on Jiang Wenzhou's lap: "Husband, don't be too sad, there is me, and our baby."

Jiang Wenzhou's eyes gradually became moist as he drove the car.

"Um."

Jiang Wenzhou held the steering wheel with one hand, and held the other hand firmly with her wife.

"Tell me about you and dad. We've been married for several years, and I've basically never heard you and dad talk about it."

She knew today was a special day.

So why bother bringing this up?

Some thoughts will be much better if you express them.

Jiang Wenzhou wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"I haven't seen my mother since I can remember. I heard from my father that she passed away early. My family was very poor when I was a child. It was my father who raised me up little by little."

Jiang Wenzhou was thinking about it while talking about what happened over the years.

"I remember you had a conflict with dad before, but I never asked, what happened?"

Jiang Wenzhou sighed and said: "It's not a contradiction, think about it, Dad is not young, what he wanted at the time was to find a wife, think about it, Dad is seventy, he still needs Can you find me another mother?"

Jiang Wenzhou's wife said: "Maybe dad is lonely."

Jiang Wenzhou: "There are so many old people playing chess with him in the community. Since I rejected that matter, I have rejected a lot of announcements. You know, we have often come back to see Dad in recent years. I think this is the case. Now that I’m older, there’s really no need for that.”

"Um."

Jiang Wenzhou then sighed, and his eyes turned red again: "But...but if...if I hadn't refused at that time, wouldn't dad have left either."

He then pulled over, leaned over the steering wheel and sobbed.

I really can't control this emotion.

His wife hurriedly comforted him: "Husband, don't think so. We were with dad at that time, and dad suffered a cerebral hemorrhage. Even if he agrees with dad to find a wife, there is nothing he can do about it."

Jiang Wenzhou lay there still sobbing.

"I...my dad has never asked me for anything since he was a child...his only request was rejected by me..."

Perhaps, this is what makes Jiang Wenzhou the most sad and guilty.

yes.

In this life, his father never asked him for anything.

The only request he refused.

He died later.

After calming down for a while, Jiang Wenzhou finally calmed down a little.

"call--"

He wiped his tears.

"Stop talking, let's go back first."

Then he turned on the car radio and planned to listen to music.

"The next song is "Father" composed by Chu Yunxuan. I wish all fathers in the world good health. Children who are far away from home, if they hear this song, go back and see their families when they have time. They will miss you very much. .”

Jiang Wenzhou paused when he heard the host's words.

"Let's change the song." Jiang Wenzhou's wife said.

"Need not."

Jiang Wenzhou sat in the driver's seat.

The song started slowly.

"Always ask you for something but never say thank you."

"I didn't realize that it was not easy for you until I grew up."

"..."

"Slow down time, don't let you grow old anymore."

"..."

"Am I proud of you? Are you still worried about me?"

"The child you care about has grown up."

"..."

Jiang Wenzhou once again cried without holding back.

His wife also shed tears.

While shedding tears, she comforted Jiang Wenzhou.

After a while, Jiang Wenzhou wiped his tears.

"I should be my father's pride."

He muttered to himself.

"Yes! Of course, hubby, you must be dad's pride now and always have been!"

…

Soon, they also came to an old residential building.

This building looks a bit old.

Jiang Wenzhou and his wife walked over.

"This is my family's old house. After I make money, I want to bring my dad back to live with him, but he is used to living here. There are many old people here. They can play chess and chat with him when they have nothing to do. Taking them to my place is indeed not a good choice for the elderly."

With that said, they walked to a corridor.

"This place also sells fried potatoes."

Jiang Wenzhou's wife saw this old-fashioned residential building. There was a small cart in front of their corridor, and a grandmother was selling fried potatoes.

Jiang Wenzhou said: "I remember that for many years, some old people in the community would bring their grandsons and granddaughters here to buy fried potatoes occasionally."

With that said, they came upstairs.

Came to that honest house.

The house has two bedrooms and one living room.

As soon as I opened the door, there was a smell inside.

After all, no one has lived here for a year.

"I'll help you clean it up."

"It's okay, you're pregnant, don't move around," Jiang Wenzhou said.

"It's okay, it's only been two months."

"Well, then be careful."

Jiang Wenzhou and his wife were cleaning up their home.

After a while, Jiang Wenzhou looked at his father's portrait and stood there for a long time.

His wife cleaned up, looked at her husband, and then she couldn't help wiping away her tears again.

It took a long time to clean up.

There isn't much.

Just put some things here.

Not much can be taken away.

"Husband, there is a small box here."

Jiang Wenzhou's wife came out of the room, holding a very old tin box in her hand.

Jiang Wenzhou took it.

"This... should be some of my dad's personal belongings."

He remembered noticing as a child that at that time, the box still had a lock.

Then he dropped it and the box broke, so there was no need to put the lock up.

Then Jiang Wenzhou slowly opened the iron box.

Inside are some small items.

To be honest, he couldn't tell what it meant.

There is a yellowed photo inside.

Jiang Wenzhou also picked up the photo for the first time.

"Husband, who is he?"

Jiang Wenzhou's wife asked curiously.

The photo looks very old.

Still that kind of black and white photo.

In the photo are two young-looking men.

One is Jiang Wenzhou’s father.

After all, he knew Jiang Wenzhou’s wife.

Even when I was younger decades ago, I could still see it.

And the other man was very strange.

They have been married for several years, and they have never had a meal or met with the person in the photo.

Jiang Wenzhou said: "This one is my dad, and the other one, I don't know who it is, and I've never seen him before. He might be my dad's comrade-in-arms."

"Oh yes, it's possible. Dad was a soldier."

She nodded and said.

Jiang Wenzhou also nodded, preparing to collect the photo and take it away with him.

Then he inadvertently turned the photo over, only to find a sentence written on the back of the photo.

The characters are crooked and not that pretty.

Eight simple words.

But it made Jiang Wenzhou tremble all over.

The son of a comrade-in-arms should be treated like my son.

At that moment, Jiang Wenzhou felt as if he had been struck by five thunderbolts.

And his wife was also stunned.

The son of a comrade-in-arms should be treated like my son.

The son of a comrade-in-arms should be like my son...

These words kept ringing in Jiang Wenzhou's mind.

Every hit was not just a blow to his head, but a blow to his heart.

Jiang Wenzhou froze in place, the hand holding the photo kept trembling slightly.

His eyes were bloodshot, and tears gradually appeared.

"husband……"

Jiang Wenzhou trembled.

Tears fell down involuntarily.

So, his father is not his biological father.

The unknown man in the photo is his biological father.

And his father adopted him, and in order to take care of him, he never married.

Even in his later years, when he had grown up, got married, and became a first-line star, his father wanted to find a wife but he was rejected.

Hearing that song by Chu Yunxuan, that line...

Am I your pride?

At that time, he still felt in his heart that he was the pride of his father.

But what now?

He, Jiang Wenzhou, is no fart!

"Jiang Wenzhou, are you still human!"

Jiang Wenzhou broke down crying and slapped himself hard.

"husband."

His wife cried and pulled Jiang Wenzhou.

"In order to take care of you, your father never married. In his later years...he wanted to find a wife in his later years, but you rejected him. Are you still a human being? Are you worthy of being a son? Ah——"

Jiang Wenzhou knelt there collapsed, tears streaming down his face.

"husband……"

His wife was also kneeling there, holding Jiang Wenzhou.

"Dad... I'm sorry..."

"sorry……"

After a while, Jiang Wenzhou took the bag, and the two came to the car.

The car starts quickly.

Not long after, the car drove into the cemetery.

Jiang Wenzhou hurried to a tombstone.

Plop——

He knelt directly in front of the tombstone.

"dad……"

Jiang Wenzhou cried and hugged the tombstone.

"I'm sorry... Dad, I'm sorry, my son is sorry for you, Dad."

"Dad, I was wrong. My son knows he was wrong, Dad!"

Jiang Wenzhou was crying, his body slowly lying there, shaking constantly.

His wife stood beside him and said nothing.

"Dad, I'm sorry for you, my son is sorry for you, I'm sorry..."

"You keep saying that I am your pride, no, no, I am a failed son. When a son fails, everything is a failure. I can't even be a good son..."

Jiang Wenzhou lay there and talked for a long time.

"dad."

Jiang Wenzhou knelt there, looking at the tombstone.

"My son is wrong..."

Dong dong dong——

He kowtowed three times.

…

the other side.

Chen Haobin has nothing to do.

His current job is to wait for Gao Fei's works and then practice singing.

And one more thing.

That is, the matter at the Peony Stadium has not yet reached a conclusion.

"Shouldn't it be right? The news I got there is that if you want to find a singer as soon as possible, you still need a lot of preliminary work. Since it's been decided on me, then this matter should also be finalized, right? Why still? No news has been sent?"

Chen Haobin always felt something was wrong.

Then he heard movement outside.

Chen Haobin walked out.

"Dad, why are you here?"

Chen Haobin saw his father suddenly coming to the house.

"Nothing, I just came to see you. Have you eaten?"

Chen Haobin shook his head: "Not yet, let's eat together."

"Well, less meat dishes and more vegetarian dishes."

"Okay, I'll make arrangements."

"Wait a moment."

Chen Anguo stopped him.

"Ren Ping called."