Old Deng is reborn in the 1980s, and he starts by severing his father-son relationship!

When Chen Deshun rode his bicycle back to the alley, it was already dawn.

A faint smell of coal smoke drifted through the alley, and some early risers had already started cooking. The occasional clanging of pots and pans added a touch of warmth to the quiet morning.

At the gate of the compound, Old Sun, the gatekeeper, heard the car and squinted. When he saw that it was Chen Deshun, he was a little surprised: "Oh! Why are you up so early today? It's not time to go to work yet."

"Don't even mention it. I just got back from outside, I'm so tired. I'm going to go back and catch up on my sleep."

Chen Deshun delivered the bicycle to his coworker's home and asked the coworker to ask the workshop director for a day off for him.

He's not a young man in his early twenties anymore. After staying up all night, even if he forced himself to go to work, he'd still feel a bit exhausted by the end of the day. The key point is that it was completely unnecessary.

We go to work to earn money, and we earn money to make our lives better.

If you ruin your health for work, even if you have mountains of gold and silver in the future, you won't be able to enjoy them. Wouldn't that be a huge loss?

After politely declining his coworkers' warm invitation to stay for a meal, Chen Deshun didn't linger and went home.

The house was quiet, the curtains were drawn, and the room was pitch black.

Chen Deshun yawned as he entered the bedroom, took off his coat, and collapsed onto the bed. Exhausted from a long day, he fell asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow.

He didn't know how much time had passed when he suddenly heard a "bang bang bang" sound, as if someone was knocking on his gate.

Chen Deshun opened his eyes groggily, and the "bang bang bang" sound became even clearer.

This time he heard it clearly; someone was indeed knocking on the door.

"They're here!"

He mumbled a reply, got out of bed, grabbed a coat and draped it over himself, then slipped on his shoes and headed outside.

As Chen Deshun passed by the main room, he glanced at the clock on the wall; it was already past eleven.

I only slept for a short while, no wonder I still feel so tired.

At this time, Chen Jianshe was at work in the factory, Chen Lihua was at school, and he was home alone.

"Dad! Open the door! I know you're home!"

Outside the courtyard gate, a slightly impatient voice urged them on.

Chen Deshun paused, and the voice sounded so much like his eldest son, Chen Jianguo.

Damn! Why is this brat banging on my door instead of going to work on a weekday?

With a quick thought, Chen Deshun understood.

He took Chen Jianguo's bankbook yesterday, so Liu Rui must have thrown a tantrum after he got home. This kid is probably here today to collect the debt.

How did he know I was home?

Chen Deshun narrowed his eyes slightly. Unless this brat had gone to the factory to find him first and discovered that he had taken leave, he would not have come to his house.

He's gone too far!

The lesson learned the day before yesterday wasn't enough; they even dared to come to our house and cause trouble.

However, even if he brought the Emperor himself to the capital, it wouldn't make a difference. Once money is in his pocket, there's no reason to return it.

He wanted to see what tricks Chen Jianguo would pull today.

"Coming, coming! What's the rush?"

Chen Deshun responded impatiently, slowly walked to the courtyard gate, and unlatched the gate.

The moment the courtyard gate opened, Chen Deshun was completely stunned.

Chen Jianguo wasn't the only one standing at the door.

Two elderly people were standing next to Chen Jianguo.

The man was lean and muscular, wearing a faded navy blue jacket and dark trousers. He had a thin face and bright eyes.

The woman was wearing a dark plaid coat, her lips were tightly pursed, and her expression was serious.

"Dad...Mom?"

Chen Deshun's lips trembled, and his voice was choked with emotion.

In his past life, the death of his parents was a regret he could never make up for.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps on, and the child wants to support but the kiss does not wait.

Chen Deshun stumbled, spread his arms, and pounced on her like a child.

This sudden turn of events completely baffled the three people at the door.

Chen Jianguo suspected he was hallucinating.

What's going on?

That's not how the script was written!

Today, he made a special trip to his grandparents' house and embellished the story of what happened the day before yesterday and yesterday, hoping that his grandparents would step in and put pressure on his father to get the bankbook back and also make his father pay for his further education expenses.

According to his plan, once the door opens, his father will see the two elderly people and will inevitably feel guilty. Then, his grandparents will give him a scolding, and he can then subtly encourage them. Wouldn't the savings account then obediently return? The cost of further education would also be covered.

But what's going on now?

They hugged as soon as the door opened? It was like a mother and child reuniting after many years of separation.

Not only was Chen Jianguo stunned, but the elderly couple Chen Baotian and Shen Hongyu, who were being hugged, were also stunned.

Despite his advanced age, Chen Baotian was knocked off balance by the force of the tackle and nearly lost his footing.

He frowned, raising his hand to smack his son on the back: "You brat! How old are you? What's wrong with you?!"

But as soon as he raised his hand, he sensed something was wrong; his son's spine was trembling slightly, and it didn't seem like he was faking it.

Shen Hongyu, breathless from Chen Deshun's embrace, struggled to push him away: "Second brother! Chen Deshun! What are you doing! Trying to strangle me!"

She pushed it hard, but the area she touched was surprisingly damp.

The force of the push unconsciously turned into a gentle pat.

Shen Hongyu raised her eyelids, her gaze passing over her son's shoulder, and glared fiercely at Chen Jianguo, who was standing there dumbfounded. She snapped, "What are you standing there for? You're such a grown man, don't you have any sense of propriety? Can't you see it's almost lunchtime? Go buy some groceries!"

She immediately noticed her son's slippers and the haphazardly draped coat over his shoulders, and given that he hadn't gone to work that day, something was clearly wrong.

Judging from his appearance, he definitely didn't eat breakfast.

How can a mother not feel sorry for her son?

Let alone forty, even if he's seventy or eighty, as long as she's still alive, he's still a child.

Chen Jianguo snapped back to reality after being yelled at by Old Lady Shen.

He opened his mouth, wanting to remind his grandparents what the important business was for them today.

How come he forgot all about the important matter after his dad gave him a hug?

"Didn't you hear me telling you to buy groceries?!" Shen Hongyu urged again, her gaze unfriendly. Having been shrewd her whole life, how could she not guess Chen Jianguo's ulterior motives?

When they were coaxing the elderly couple over, they made up all sorts of rosy stories, saying that his father was affecting his career, had extinguished the incense smoke from the Chen family's ancestral graves, and even wanted to break up his marriage... How much of that was true and how much was false?

Even if it's true, so what?

Grandparents don't care about their grandchildren. Whoever gave birth to them should raise and care for them. The two of them are already halfway to the grave, and who knows when they'll pass away.

Moreover, even if we really want to argue about the reasons, we have to consider the time and the situation.

First and foremost, she is Chen Deshun's mother, and only then is she Chen Jianguo's grandmother.

Don't you have any idea what your own status is?

Chen Jianguo didn't dare argue with his grandmother here. He reluctantly touched the few coins he had in his pocket and went to buy groceries.

They had traveled a long way without even having a sip of water, and were even kicked out of their homes before they could even enter.

Chen Jianguo felt that he had been having a run of bad luck lately and needed to find an opportunity to go to the temple to pray.

"Dad, Mom, let's go inside."

Chen Deshun's emotions came and went quickly.

I was just momentarily excited and couldn't help myself. I quickly regained my composure and let go of my parents.

Fortunately... he still has a chance to make amends in this lifetime.

Shen Hongyu looked at her son with a puzzled expression. He seemed like a completely different person.

One second they're showering gold beans, the next they're acting like nothing happened.

She is naturally meticulous; how could she not understand the child she raised herself?

In the blink of an eye, he noticed Chen Deshun's unusual behavior and changes.

"Come on, let's go inside."

Chen Baotian didn't think too much about it. He waved his hand and urged his wife to go inside.

Something must have happened to my son just now, and the doorway isn't a good place to talk.