Jiang Chenghuan learned about General Jiang's return at night. She almost immediately got up from the bed, called Xiaoqiao to dress up, and went to pay her respects to her father.
"I've lost some weight in recent days, so don't wear too thin clothes, and put on some lip balm. Don't worry my father." She spoke hastily, with overwhelming surprise, "I also sewed knee pads for my father. I have to bring them with me, and I don’t know how long it will take me to come back this time to see if there will be enough to buy two more.”
As he spoke, he rummaged around the house.
Xiaoqiao stood beside her, with sympathy in her eyes. She spoke several times before saying, "Girl, it's late at night, so let's go tomorrow."
"No, every time my father comes, I want to see him first." Jiang Chenghuan carried two pairs of kneepads, "I found them, and I will send them to my father."
She turned around hurriedly, but bumped into the screen.
Two pairs of kneepads were scattered, and the person fell to the ground.
"Girl, don't go." Xiaoqiao cried and rushed over, "The general is not in the house, and the general has not returned to the house yet."
Even if he returns home, would the general really want to see this dove occupying the magpie's nest?
Xiaoqiao doesn’t know.
Jiang Chenghuan didn't know either.
She clutched her chest, ignoring her numb and painful knees, and hugged herself hastily and helplessly, "Father will come back. Father will return to Jiang Mansion. Every time he comes back from the Imperial City, he will go back to Mansion."
But this night, General Jiang really didn't come back.
When Jiang Chenghuan sat down from Xu Shi to Chou Shi, the sky was as dark as ink, the gate of Jiang Mansion was closed tightly, all the courtyard lights were extinguished, and the whole world fell into silence.
She sat on the edge of the bed, waiting until her eyelids were sore, waiting until she was discouraged, and waiting until Mrs. Liao came after hearing the news.
"Silly boy, he has always been your father. He has loved and cared for you for more than ten years. How can the blood relationship be completely broken?" Jiang Liao was angry and said, "So what if he doesn't go back home tonight? Sooner or later he will be Come back, why bother about one night or two."
"Really, mother?" Jiang Chenghuan tried his best to smile, "Father won't let me go, right?"
It wasn't until Liao gave a positive answer that she fell down and fell asleep.
In the dream, my father was walking tall and straight ahead, as if he was chasing something in a hurry.
Jiang Chenghuan couldn't catch up no matter what. He wanted to tell him to wait, but he couldn't open his mouth.
They chased like this all night, and when daybreak came, they were all exhausted.
"Girl, please sleep a little longer. I'll call you when the general comes back." Xiaoqiao advised.
Jiang Chenghuan shook his head, but insisted on dressing up and sent people out to look for General Jiang.
After a while, the boy came over to report that Mrs. Jiang had gone to Gongyuan. Today was the first day of the examination.
Jiang Chenghuan had a strong premonition that his father was at the gate of Gongyuan, and it was because of Jiang Sheng.
I can't tell you what I feel in my heart. Is it jealousy, envy, or indescribable bitterness? Even though I know that I am a dove occupying a magpie's nest, I still long for my father's love.
This strong desire prompted her to call a carriage and rush to the gate of Gongyuan with two pairs of kneepads.
She saw her father smiling at Jiang Sheng, seeing her father touching Jiang Sheng's head, and seeing her father observing Jiang Sheng from a distance. The unreal feeling that made her dizzy came over her.
"Girl, are you okay? Stay strong." Xiaoqiao cried, "You know that the general is not coming back for you this time, why do you still come here? Why."
Maybe it's because I still have some hope in my heart.
Jiang Chenghuan steadied her body and looked ahead blankly. She felt that she should leave, but she didn't want to give up without getting a definite answer.
The inner battle between heaven and man made her close her eyes. When she opened them again, a figure was already standing in front of her.
It's the father.
He is still as tall and burly, with a serious face when not smiling, but cheerful and hearty when he smiles. He has the pride of a general, and he also cares about his children's concerns.
Even if she has lived on the border for a long time, she can still notice that the relationship between her ancestors and grandchildren is not harmonious. At this time, her father will give her gadgets from the battlefield, send people to buy the most delicious cakes, and take her to relax in her free time. She talks about humanistic sentiments and the past and present.
In Jiang Chenghuan's heart, General Jiang is the best father in Dayu, bar none.
But now, is he still her father?
The same question was also in Jiang Jizu's heart.
Rationally speaking, Jiang Chenghuan was a baby when she was transferred and had no ability to influence things. She had always firmly believed that Jiang Mansion was her home, Jiang Jizu and Liao were her parents, and Jiang Chengyuan was her brother.
She is innocent.
But from an emotional point of view, her arrival forced Jiang Sheng to lose too much. This had nothing to do with blood. It was the life of the young girl of the Jiang family, and it was the blood of the Jiang family in exchange for her safety and success.
How can the Jiang family breathe this sigh of relief?
More than ten years of family love, confusion of real and fake legitimate daughters, and complex emotions make it difficult for people to make a choice.
Jiang Chengyuan is young and can choose to hide in the border or avoid being seen.
But Jiang Jizu couldn't.
He is the helmsman of the Jiang family, General Jiang of the Dayu Dynasty, and Jiang Sheng's father.
"Chenghuan." Jiang Jizu sighed, "Go back and live a good life. The Jiang family will not treat you badly."
After all, she was a girl who had been raised for more than ten years. To take away her name as a daughter of the Jiang family and send her to her alcoholic father would be tantamount to forcing her to die.
It is not difficult to raise more girls, and the Jiang family is kind enough.
But this sentence also has an implication, that is, you will not be treated badly in life, but emotionally it will be difficult to be like yesterday.
Jiang Chenghuan burst into tears, and her last hope was shattered. She stretched out her hand tremblingly, but could no longer hold the generous hand, "Father...Father..."
Jiang Jizu failed to give her too much attention. The five brothers and sisters who were reminiscing about old times suddenly stood up and seemed to be leaving in a carriage.
He turned around quickly to follow, not wanting to miss any opportunity.
"Father..." Jiang Chenghuan burst into tears and hurriedly fell into the arms of Liao who came late. "Mother, I don't have a father anymore. I only have you. My father doesn't want me anymore. My brother doesn't want me anymore. Please don't, mother." Go, don’t go.”
"I won't leave, I won't." Liao took her into his arms and hid in the carriage.
The coachman shook off his whip, and the couple, who had worshiped twenty years ago, left back to back.
One is supporting the fake daughter.
One is towards the real daughter.
In the crowd, Mrs. Jiang sighed as expected.
"The general and the eldest son are both kind and willing to keep the third young lady." Tan Yue nodded, "It's a pity that the third young lady didn't understand that she had stolen her life, and it's normal to give it back."
"Most of the things in this world are due to the confusion of the authorities." Mrs. Jiang shook her head slightly, "It is a good thing to value family ties, but if you hold on too tightly, you will only harm yourself."
That's right.
Tan Yue thought thoughtfully, "Should the old lady go back to the house or follow the general?"
"Go back." Mrs. Jiang smiled and said, "The rest of the time will be left to their father and daughter."
The weather was clear and the sun was shining brightly.
In front of the carriage in the small courtyard, the fat girl was climbing onto the shaft and getting into the carriage.
The bearded man appeared again, a little aggrieved and a little confused, "Don't you even thank me?"
