President Daddy, let go of my mommy

Chapter 467 Forgiveness
Seeing the way Zheng Jiaming looked at it, Lin Jiajia probably guessed something in her heart.

Sure enough, Zheng Jiaming stared at the photo without moving, and said to Lin Jiajia: "This is my most important thing, and the person inside is my mother."

Lin Jiajia took a closer look, she was a very beautiful and young woman, she knew that Zheng Jiaming's mother died when he was very young, and Zheng Jiaming was still very young at that time...

"It's so beautiful!" Lin Jiajia praised unabashedly, "Auntie looks very gentle. She must also be a very kind person."

Zheng Jiaming nodded, a smile spread across the corners of his mouth, his eyes became extremely soft and soft, and he said with great nostalgia: "Yes, she is the most beautiful and kind person in the world. She is the most perfect." Unfortunately, she has been gone for a long time.

He didn't say the last sentence.Such a cruel fact was too heavy for him to speak.It seemed that as long as he didn't say anything, she would still stay in this world, never die, and would always be by his side to accompany him.

Lin Jiajia looked at him quietly. The room was filled with a sad and gloomy atmosphere, which made people feel painful and wanted to shed tears for no reason.

"Let's go." Finally, Zheng Jiaming said softly.

He spoke very calmly, as if he was about to go out every time, but his voice was hoarse.

When he said this, Lin Jiajia suddenly felt distressed and wanted to cry, but finally held back.She didn't want to cause Zheng Jiaming's sadness, although she knew that the sadness in his heart had already flowed upstream.

On the way back to their hometown, the two of them had a tacit understanding and didn't speak much. The atmosphere was very heavy and depressing.

Zheng Jiaming's expression was always like a piece of wood, stiff and bewildered, like a child who couldn't find a home.

Sometimes, Lin Jiajia would cry secretly in the bathroom, and ice her eyes with cold water before coming out, for fear that Zheng Jiaming would notice.

After getting off the plane, the two of them ran directly to Zheng Jiaming's mother's grave without even taking a break.

When Zheng Jiaming knelt in front of the tombstone with the smiling photo of the young woman on it, he finally couldn't help crying loudly, crying very sadly, tears flowing wantonly to the ground, like a child who lost everything.

Lin Jiajia tightly covered her mouth, but the tears had already flowed like a spring.

She knelt beside Zheng Jiaming, propped herself on the ground with one hand, and supported Zheng Jiaming's shoulder with the other.

She didn't know how to comfort the sad Zheng Jiaming, so she could only use this trivial method to express her heart.It seems to be telling him silently: "I will always stand by your side and be with you forever."

In the next few days, Lin Jiajia took care of Zheng Jiaming with all her heart, washed his clothes, hung out with him, helped him pack things in his old house, and sometimes cooked him a meal, but the taste was still not satisfactory.

Zheng Jiaming knew what she meant for him, and seeing her as a young lady who usually kept her fingers in the house, for her own sake, her fingers were scalded red with hot water without making a sound, she was very moved.

He knew that she liked him, but he didn't expect that she would change so much for him.This made him more and more convinced that his choice at the beginning was correct.

A week has passed in a blink of an eye, and it's time to go back.

In fact, he shouldn't have stayed here for so long, but because of guilt and longing for his mother, Zheng Jiaming insisted on staying here for a few more days, looking for traces of his mother's life here when she was young.

Lin Jiajia loves him so much, so naturally he only agrees.

"Tell me, if I haven't seen her for so long, will she be angry with me?" On the plane back, Zheng Jiaming suddenly asked Lin Jiajia.

Knowing that "she" refers to Zheng Jiaming's mother, Lin Jiajia held Zheng Jiaming's hand and said, "Auntie knows that you have always loved her so much and never forgot her. She will be very happy. How can you blame me?"

The girl's eyes are big, full of sincerity and purity, full of water, shining with intoxicating light, making Zheng Jiaming believe her words without thinking.

"En." Zheng Jiaming nodded heavily, and held Lin Jiajia's little hand with his backhand, which was much stronger than hers, which made Lin Jiajia feel extremely at ease.

After that, the atmosphere between the two of them was much better, not as cold as before, talking and laughing.

The two of them are just like ordinary men and women in love, making passers-by smile knowingly.

"……Really?"

"fake!"

"You lied to me! Looking for a fight, you..."

Zheng Jiaming and Lin Jiajia returned home talking and laughing.

"Jiaming!" Father Yang stood in front of the door and looked at Zheng Jiaming in surprise.

Only then did Zheng Jiaming discover him.

The old man stood at the door of his house, looking at him carefully, with a little surprise in his eyes, a little longing, and some flattery.

The wind blew his hair, and he could clearly see the strands of white hair hidden inside.

Against the backdrop of his wrinkles, the smile on his face looked a little ridiculous and a little miserable.

Zheng Jiaming suddenly felt his nose sore, what's going on?

"Why are you here?" Although he didn't think so in his heart, Zheng Jiaming was used to talking to Father Yang in such a sarcastic way, and he really couldn't do it if he was asked to react in a different way.

But he was willing to speak, and Father Yang was surprised that he didn't just ignore him like before. He quickly approached him and replied, "I just want to come here to see you."

Father Yang's eyes were fixed on Zheng Jiaming's face, and just when Zheng Jiaming was about to lose his temper, he suddenly said, "You seem to be getting thinner." His tone was very distressed.

Zheng Jiaming's anger was like a deflated ball, and it disappeared with a sizzling sound.

"It's okay, okay." Zheng Jiaming scratched his head and said dryly.

"Oh, then, then I'll go first." Father Yang said.

He felt that it was his luck that Zheng Jiaming was willing to talk to him so calmly today, and he didn't dare to ask any more questions, for fear of offending Zheng Jiaming.

Anyway, he can come here to see him more in the future.

Just as he was about to leave with staggering steps, he suddenly heard Zheng Jiaming's voice from behind:

"Wait a moment."

Father Yang turned around in surprise and joy: "Hey! I'm here! Why, what's the matter?"

He looked at Zheng Jiaming with a very longing look.

So, Zheng Jiaming softened his heart like this, and said to him: "Since you are here, come in and have a cup of tea before you leave."

"What?" Father Yang couldn't believe his ears.

Zheng Jiaming repeated it patiently.

Father Yang nodded quickly and agreed.

The three of them arrived at Zheng Jiaming's house and sat down.

Knowing that Zheng Jiaming wanted to talk to Father Yang, Lin Jiajia proposed to leave first.

Zheng Jiaming held her back: "Where are you going? Don't be shy, you just stay here and listen, it doesn't matter."

Lin Jiajia's eyes fluttered, and she nodded with a smile: "Okay." The voice was so gentle that it drowned.

When a cup of hot tea was served in front of Father Yang, he was flattered. He thought Zheng Jiaming was just talking casually before, but he didn't expect him to really invite himself to drink tea.

"Okay, put it down, I'll do it, don't burn yourself!" Father Yang thought this cup of hot tea was like a hand grenade, and he was afraid that it would burn Zheng Jiaming.

Zheng Jiaming laughed and said, "Dad, I'm such an adult, how could I be burned?"

"No matter how stable a person is... What? You, what did you call me just now? Say it again, say it again!" Father Yang felt that he might have hallucinated just now.

Who knows, Zheng Jiaming really called him again: "Dad!"

Father Yang burst into tears suddenly: "Jiaming, are you finally willing to forgive me?"

Zheng Jiaming nodded and said: "I've thought about it, let the past go! Even if I hate you all the time, I can't make my mother come back to life again. Why do I still have to be so persistent? It's me anyway. My biological father, I shouldn't have been doing that to you. So, I thought, let's make up."

Before the tears on Father Yang's face dried up, he laughed. The crying and laughing look was very funny, but it was very sad in Zheng Jiaming's eyes.

"Great, great..." Father Yang didn't know how to express his joy other than repeating this sentence.

"From now on, our family will never be separated again!" Father Yang finally stopped his tears, held Zheng Jiaming's hand, and said emphatically.

Zheng Jiaming: "Well, we are a family and we will never be separated for the rest of our lives."

Lin Jiajia next to her had already burst into tears.

"However, there is one more thing I must tell you." Zheng Jiaming said suddenly.

Father Yang looked at him in surprise: "What's the matter?"

Zheng Jiaming said in a cold tone: "I won't recognize Yang Yao as my brother!"

Father Yang wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.He knew that Yang Yao sent people to assassinate Zheng Jiaming before, and he knew that Zheng Jiaming's failure to pursue Yang Yao's responsibility was his greatest tolerance, so he didn't dare to ask him to take the initiative to recognize Yang Yao as his brother, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I know. Don't worry, I won't force you."

In the end, he didn't mention Yang Yao's assassination of himself before, which made Zheng Jiaming a little unhappy, but he knew that Yang's father was also very embarrassed. After all, the palms and backs of his hands were full of flesh, and Yang Yao was also his own son. Can't choose.

……

"What? You want to recognize Zheng Jiaming? I don't agree!" When Yang Yao heard this from his father, he almost collapsed.

He wished he could kill Zheng Jiaming, so how could he agree with Yang's father to recognize him?Immediately he said: "Let me tell you, this family has me without him, has him without me!"

Father Yang pointed at him, his eyes turned red: "You, how can you talk like that? Jia Ming is your real brother!"

Yang Yao sneered, and said with great disdain: "Brother? I don't have a brother? He's just the bastard of a lowly woman. How can he accompany me as my young master's brother?"

This sentence directly made Father Yang collapse, clutching his chest, unconscious, and was taken to the hospital by ambulance that night.

The news that Yang's father was hospitalized quickly reached Zheng Jiaming's ears, and he hurried to the hospital.

Fortunately, the doctor said that it was only because of a momentary chest tightness and high blood pressure that he suddenly passed out and would wake up soon, so Zheng Jiaming let out a breath.

After Yang's father was hospitalized for a period of time, the Zheng family visited him every day, and the relationship between the father and son rose rapidly like a rocket.

(End of this chapter)