Uncle Guisheng pounded the table, “Xiaofeng, we didn’t come here today to argue with you.
You’re pregnant for real, no question about that.”
“Dad, I heard it’s Liu An’s,” Su Guisheng interjected.
Liu An’s mother was somewhat related to Donghua’s maternal family.
They had heard yesterday that Liu An and Su Xiaofeng were seeing each other, and as a result, Xiaofeng got pregnant but refused to marry into their family.
They also said that Xiaofeng was involved with someone from the county and had her own man thrown into the police station.
It was exactly because of this that Liu Dafu went to Donghua’s maternal family, hoping that Donghua could intervene and persuade Xiaofeng to agree to marry Liu An.
As long as Xiaofeng admitted that she was dating Liu An, he could naturally come back from the police station.
“Exactly, it’s Liu An’s child,” Ma Donghua added as soon as she arrived, wanting to make the situation seem graver.
By doing that, it would be easier to discuss Liu An’s situation later on.
But what she hadn’t expected was that Xiaofeng could be so unabashed about her premarital pregnancy, and she didn’t know who had given her the gall.
“What’s his is his,” Su Xiaofeng snickered, “I’ve seen people eager for money, but never seen people this eager to play the happy father.”
“Rubbish,” Su Zongming slammed the table again, “Who runs this household, after all?
Since when does a little girl dare to shout and yell in front of her elders.”
“Uncle,” Old Guaizi couldn’t stand for long, so he sat down on a bamboo chair against the wall, “Xiaofeng is my daughter, and I know her well.
She wouldn’t talk nonsense.”
That meant, if Xiaofeng said the child wasn’t Liu An’s, then it definitely wasn’t his.
“The young are confused, and the old are equally muddled,” Su Zongming fumed with a face ashen with rage, “People over at Liu An’s have already claimed the child as his, how could there be a mistake.
As soon as we came back, we heard all sorts of rumors and gossip around the village.”
“Exactly, we barely had time to drink a sip of tea when we returned before several villagers came to us to talk about your family’s ‘glorious’ affair.
Big brother, look at you, you can’t keep a wife, and now you can’t even raise your daughter right, making our whole family lose face,” Su Guisheng said, resembling Old Guaizi somewhat.
However, Su Guisheng’s complexion was fairer, while Old Guaizi’s was darker.
Hearing Su Guisheng’s words nearly made Old Guaizi’s face drop to the ground.
“Indeed, if only you married someone fertile in the earlier years, we might’ve had a son by now.
Instead, big brother, you married a hen that can’t lay eggs.
If our uncle were still here, seeing big brother’s family becoming the only household without a successor, he might be so angry he’d jump out of his grave,” Ma Donghua said, having given birth to two sons herself, she had little respect for her brother-in-law who had only a daughter and was raising someone else’s foolish son.
The uncle Ma Donghua mentioned in her mouth was Su Guisheng’s biological father, Su Zongyi.
After being adopted by Su Zongming’s family, Su Guisheng started to call Su Zongming ‘Dad’ and addressed Su Zongyi as ‘Uncle’.
Su Xiaofeng, listening to Su Guisheng and his wife’s ridicule about Old Guaizi, sneered, “Uncle, doesn’t your family have two sons?
Why not adopt one out to my dad?”
After pausing, she added, “Back in the day, my grandpa only had two sons, and he still adopted one out to Uncle Guisheng.”
After finishing her words, she laughed again, “Better forget about the adoption; with your attitude, any adopted son would probably turn out to be a thankless wretch.
Besides, there’s already one in my belly right now, so why is our family considered to be without a heir?”
In that era, in the countryside, a family without a son was looked down upon by villagers.
Though Su Peng’s surname was changed, he was simple-minded, not the biological child of Old Guaizi, which only made the villagers look down on Old Guaizi even more.