frightfiction Chapter 209 Father
Chapter 209 Father
"Listen to Nan!"
"Ah! Tingnan, I...I..." Song Wanli, who had his back to the door, turned around abruptly when he heard Zhao Xiaojuan's call. He looked at Tingnan, unsure of what to do.
“Uncle, it’s all my fault for causing you this worry. I’m so sorry!” Song Tingnan suddenly knelt down. “Uncle, the kindness of raising me is greater than the kindness of giving me life. You raised me during the most difficult time, and later trusted me and supported all my ideas. I am extremely grateful to you. I understand your worries, and I have no reason to be angry.”
I, Song Tingnan, swear that no matter what happens in the future, Song Wanli and Yi Dani will always be my parents. I will always be filial to them and never forget their kindness in raising me. If I ever break this vow…
Startled, Song Wanli quickly stood up and covered Tingnan's mouth, so anxious that his cane became useless, and he almost knelt down in front of Tingnan. "Child, it's my fault. I believe you, I believe you. You don't need to swear. Study hard, and you can study as long as you want. Your uncle will support you!"
"Dad! It was my fault for not changing how I address you. From now on, you are my real dad." Song Tingnan realized that he was the one making Song Wanli feel uneasy, so he immediately corrected himself.
Hearing Nan's sudden change in address, delivered with such sincerity, Song Wanli felt as if he had been struck in the heart. His nose tingled, and he was deeply moved, unable to calm down for a long time.
Although he always told himself that he didn't need to care about a title, as long as Tingnan was filial, that was enough. But when this moment actually arrived, Song Wanli realized that he cared, cared too much, and loved her too much. He wanted to be the most important and unique father in Tingnan's heart.
"Big brother, Tingnan is calling you!" Zhao Xiaojuan was also very happy and stepped forward to help the stunned Song Wanli.
“Oh, good, good child, I am your father, you are my own daughter, hahaha... Mother, Mother, Ting Nan called me father…” Song Wanli picked up his cane and ran towards Qian Shuzhen’s room.
"Auntie, I was ignorant and unfilial before, and I was reluctant to change my address. I never thought it would make my father so uneasy." Now that she had changed her address, Ting Nan followed Song Mingxiang and the others in calling her that.
"It's alright, listen to Nan, your dad is very happy. He's always showing off his daughter in the village. You got first place in the county again this time, and he's so happy he's practically rolling on the floor. He was thinking about having a banquet, but your grandma stopped him, saying that we'll have a big one when you get into university."
He hums songs and chats around everywhere. You don't know, this is the best kind of filial piety. Our whole family is so proud, and we stand tall with our backs straight." Zhao Xiaojuan said, wiping away tears. It was because of this niece that no one dared to gossip or bother her. Who was she? 'Brother Nan's' aunt, the top scholar's aunt! Who would dare!
Everyone listened to Nan calling him Dad, Mom, Aunt, and even Grandma without making a fuss. Although she sometimes got confused, it seemed normal, as if that was how she always was. Her mother, Yi Dani, still looked at her and smiled as she always had, but she no longer had that silly look in her eyes.
As I listened to Nan call out, it started to sound quite natural. It turns out that some things aren't as difficult as I had imagined.
During the two-month summer vacation, besides teaching two classes at the martial arts gym every other day and taking care of her last class, Ting Nan often went to see Yin Xingzi. She and Yin Kai got along very well, chatting about everything under the sun, and she also learned English and Japanese from them.
Yin Kai basked in the sun in the yard, looking out the window at Yin Xingzi busy in the kitchen and Ting Nan studying beside him. He felt very content; this was the taste of home.
Perhaps they can take another step forward.