Chapter 542: Do They Look Like Lu Cheng?

Tonight Lu Beitang had already drunk a couple more glasses, wasn't that drunk yet, but when he heard Lu Cheng wasn't his biological child, the alcohol surged all at once.

His eyes were red, and he stood there holding a kitchen knife, looking furious.

Watching this scene, Chen Xianglan first found it funny, but in the end she was just angry.

After decades of marriage, she had worried herself sick for this family, and now her husband even doubts her fidelity.

Chen Xianglan, both angry and amused, nodded: "Lu Beitang, if you ever let a drop of wine touch me again, I'll cut you to death first."

Lu Beitang inhaled deeply: "Are you still being reasonable? Ah, are you being overbearing now? I've raised someone else's son for over twenty years for free, and you still lecture me?"

"Just because of that rogue man, you actually want to cut me? If you have the guts, tell me who he is, and I'll go cut him down right now!"

Chen Xianglan tapped her fingers: "Fine, Lu Beitang, today you really are making progress. Fine, if you have the guts, go cut every man in our courtyard; if you don't, I despise you!"

"All the men in the courtyard?" Lu Beitang was taken aback.

"Chen Xianglan, I didn't expect this; you're so vicious! Do you even not know who the children's biological father is!"

Chen Xianglan, also infuriated, replied: "I don't know; anyway it's not you."

Lu Beitang nodded, lifted the kitchen knife and headed for the door; just as he reached the doorway, he involuntarily paused and slammed the door shut.

Then he squatted on the floor, clutching his head and sobbing painfully.

Chen Xianglan almost laughed out loud: "Why didn't you go? Where's the momentum you had just now?"

"Family shame must not be aired, Chen Xianglan, you've ruined me!"

"I smashed your head, get up right now, don't you think it's shameful!"

Lu Beitang stood up, pointing at himself: "I think it's shameful? The one who should be ashamed is you, how can you still talk about me…"

"Enough already!" Chen Xianglan flung the photo in front of Lu Beitang.

"Take a good look; I'm asking whether those two kids look like our San'er when he was a child."

Lu Beitang glanced away, not looking: "Please correct your wording; it's no longer our San'er, it has nothing to do with me."

Trying to make him look at the photo, that's like rubbing salt into his wound.

Chen Xianglan glared: "I'm talking about serious matters; now I suspect our San'er has had children outside."

Lu Beitang snorted, clearly his mind was elsewhere.

"Chen Xianglan, I haven't even clarified my child's situation, why are you bringing up someone else's child?"

Chen Xianglan, hands on hips: "Hey Lu Beitang, you're really endless today! I was about to say whether Lu Cheng and these two kids look alike; you drank some wine and wouldn't let the conversation finish, you started rambling, who do you blame?"

"My revolutionary enlightenment isn't that high, but if you dare doubt my wifely conduct, I won't stop with you today."

"All these years, have you ever asked about the children? I'm the one who raised them with my own sweat and tears; now you doubt my character. If you can't accept it, we should part!"

Listening to his beloved's words, Lu Beitang blinked, and the alcohol cleared.

It seemed he indeed had interrupted his beloved's words just now.

"So Lu Cheng, really my child?"

"You're not talking nonsense, ask again and see!"

Chen Xianglan couldn't help getting angry, while Lu Beitang laughed and hugged his beloved.

"I told you, you wouldn't do anything that betrays me."

Chen Xianglan broke free: "Oh dear, after all these years as husband and wife… what's this?"

Lu Beitang finally relaxed and picked up the photo: "By the way, what did you just say?"

Chen Xianglan straightened her clothes: "You've been talking for ages and haven't absorbed a word; did you look closely at the two children San'er brought home today?"

They had all dined together at one table that night, so Lu Beitang naturally had an impression, but after looking at the photo for a long time, he still didn't grasp his beloved's meaning.

"They don't look alike; those two kids are so cute. Look again at Lu Cheng when he was young, he wasn't as cute as Ying Ying yet."

"I'm not asking whether they're cute; I'm asking about their facial features."

"Facial features?" Lu Beitang, holding the photo, finally compared them seriously and involuntarily nodded.

"Hmm, now that you mention it, they do look a bit alike."

Chen Xianglan snatched the photo, examined it closely herself: "It's more than a bit alike! Look at the nose, the eyes, the mouth— they're practically identical."

Lu Beitang, unconvinced, took out a thermos and poured himself a glass of water.

"Just because they look similar now and will look the same when grown, what does that prove? Saying they're Lu Cheng's children makes even less sense."

Chen Xianglan fell silent; indeed there was no logic.

Lu Cheng isn't married; if he truly likes a girl, he could just marry her.

There's no need to have children first.

"Yes, I also think my thought is a bit absurd, but you know San'er's nature; he's always been fond of flirting… I'm just worried he might have gotten a girl pregnant; he didn't realize it at first, now the woman is coming after him, and he won't dare speak, deliberately saying the child was found on a train…"

Lu Beitang helplessly shook his head: "Sigh, you women love to overthink; you can fabricate nonexistent matters. I think you should go see Wang Big Aunt in the front courtyard; you two can talk it out."

Chen Xianglan pursed her lips: "Then do you think they look alike or not?"

Lu Beitang walked to the bed, ready to strip and sleep: "Looks like it, looks like enough, alright. You sit there and keep looking; I need to sleep first. This guy has worn me out, almost cut a person in the courtyard…"

After a short while Lu Beitang's snores came, Chen Xianglan glanced, her eyes returning to the photo.

Snow fell in the courtyard, fine flakes drifting gently down.

Lu Cheng dragged his bicycle into the courtyard, and the two kids tumbled off the bike.

Staring at the pitch‑black courtyard, he stood there motionless.

Lu Cheng said: "See? There are many houses here; you can pick any room you like. For the next few days, stay here at night, spend the day at the shop, wait for your family to pick you up, and don't be mischievous…"

While giving instructions, a little girl ran toward a side room, which had previously been Lin Qingyan's bedroom.

Lu Cheng immediately shouted: "No entry!"

The little girl stopped at the doorway, her big eyes full of confusion.

The little girl stopped at the doorway, her big, confused eyes wide open.

Lu Cheng didn't explain, and directly brought the two children up to the Main Hall, which contains a bedroom that had been Lin Zhenfeng and Yu Wanrong's sleeping room.

"You two should sleep in this room; it's getting late, so go to sleep quickly."

He took the bedding that had been stored here from the cabinet, laid it out simply, and let the two children sleep.

Lu Cheng had just returned from duty today and was very weary; he was about to go to the side room when the little girl suddenly said something.

"Uncle, I haven't washed my feet yet."