Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1189: Confirmation Received 4

Chapter 1189: Chapter 1189: Confirmation Received 4

Qiao Desheng suddenly stood up, staring intently at Guan Cheng.

"You’re the son of that aunt who married into Huaibei City? You’re twenty years old this year, born in June, the sixth day of June, the Dragon Boat Festival, right?" Qiao Desheng’s face was a picture of disbelief.

Guan Cheng stood up as well, and said self-mockingly, "If the people we asked aren’t wrong, then what you’ve said is also correct."

His birthday was indeed on the sixth day of June, but he had lived until his teens without knowing it.

Ever since he was a child, he had been wandering with his younger brother, how could he remember his own birth date? It wasn’t until he arrived at Wanglou Brigade that Father Lu and Aunt Xu told him about it, mentioning that his birthday was very memorable as it coincided with the Dragon Boat Festival, and he was the same age as Lu Tianjun.

He finally learned of his own birthday, but he never had the chance to find out his brother’s.

He only remembered that his brother was born on a very cold day, which now that he thought about it, must have been near the end of the year, and the same year as Lu Tianzhi. That’s why everyone assumed by default that Guan Yu was Lu Tianzhi’s younger cousin, instead of his elder.

After hearing Guan Cheng’s response, Qiao Desheng incredulously exclaimed, "You’re actually alive?"

"Huh?" Guan Cheng looked puzzled. Was he really supposed to be dead?

"No, no, no, I didn’t mean it like that!" Qiao Desheng hastily waved his hands, "What I mean is, how did you survive under such tough conditions? I heard that your mother not only cut off relations with her own family but also with her in-laws, making herself seem pure and innocent. How can you be the nephew of the army commander? And there’s a brother too; I always thought that the identical names were a mere coincidence."

He glanced at Guan Cheng, then at Lu Tianzhi and Guan Yu, who were also present.

"Guan Yu is my younger brother, my real younger brother, the posthumous child of my father. It’s normal that you haven’t heard about him," said Guan Cheng as he quickly recounted to Qiao Desheng the events before and after he and his brother were adopted by Qingxue.

Qiao Desheng did not deny him, nor did he wish to hide anything.

To treat others with sincerity is to stay true to one’s nature.

Qiao Desheng listened intently, feeling a flood of emotions.

"So that’s how it is, that’s how it is! My parents once sent someone to find you, following the wishes of my maternal grandparents on their deathbed. They probably said that since your aunt was heartless and unkind, she might not treat the child with the Guan Family lineage well. They wanted my parents to find you and hand you over to my uncles to raise, so the Guan Family could have a descendant. A serious crisis hit my maternal grandfather’s family back then, and it was the Guan Family, your grandfather and father, who generously helped out. My grandparents remembered this kindness."

Guan Cheng was surprised, "They looked for us?" He had no recollection of that.

"Yes, after much effort, they finally found your mother, who had remarried by then. She was very hostile to the people my mother sent, claimed she had no relations with her own family, and also said you, the ’undesirable class offspring’, had long since starved to death and become a lonely ghost. The envoy believed her and reported back to my parents as such. My parents sighed for a long while, lamenting that the Guan line had come to an end. Now seeing you, I really want to scold that person who was sent to find you. They really had a blockhead; why didn’t they ask around the neighbors for information!"

When Guan Cheng inquired about the timing, Qiao Desheng replied, "Thirteen years ago."

"After my brother was born, I practically lived with him in a dilapidated temple. I worked at their place during the day and was chased out at night, surviving by begging. There wasn’t a famine at the time, and we occasionally met kind-hearted people who pitied us. We just muddled through, surviving. It wasn’t until nine years ago, when famine struck everywhere, that we were completely driven out of the house," Guan Cheng said.