Chapter 65 The Despicable One

After moving and receiving a new household registration book, Zhou Bingkun felt that his connection with the Zhou family had come to an end, so he didn't even bother to check when Zhou Zhigang and the others left Jichun City.

What left Zhou Bingkun speechless was that just three days after he parted ways with the Zhou family, Qiao Chunyan came to Taiping Hutong.

When Zhou Bingkun saw the three- or four-year-old girl, Feng Yue, being led by Qiao Chunyan, he was also a little stunned.

"Bingkun, everyone in your family has left, leaving only this little girl at home. When I got home from get off work, I heard her crying loudly because she was hungry. I had no choice but to bring her over to you." Qiao Chunyan said, patting Feng Yue's head.

"Besides Feng Yue, is there no one else in the Zhou family?" Zhou Bingkun couldn't help but ask.

"Yes! Uncle Zhou and the others have all left. I asked Feng Yue, and she said she hasn't eaten for more than a day since yesterday. I got her some food, and after she finished eating, I brought it over to you," Qiao Chunyan said, nodding.

Zhou Bingkun was truly speechless; he had absolutely no idea what to say.

Zhou Bingkun never expected Zhou Rong to do this. You have to know that Zhou Bingkun had already signed a letter severing ties with Zhou Zhigang, which means that Zhou Bingkun and the Zhou family had nothing to do with each other anymore.

Under these circumstances, Zhou Rong still left Feng Yue alone here.

If Zhou Bingkun had been more ruthless and ignored Feng Yue, she probably wouldn't have starved to death for long!

So Zhou Rong genuinely believed that Zhou Bingkun would never stand by and watch Feng Yue starve to death?

Zhou Bingkun was so angry he laughed. He really wanted to ignore Feng Yue and wait until she starved to death to see what Zhou Rong would do then!

However, looking at this three or four-year-old girl, Zhou Bingkun really couldn't bear to watch her starve to death. It wasn't because she was Feng Yue and had any blood relation to Zhou Bingkun's body; he simply couldn't bear to see this little girl starve to death.

"Bingkun, I'm not trying to criticize you, but why didn't you discuss this with Zhou Rong first? Look how hungry this little girl is, you know that. When I got home, I heard the little girl crying coming from your house—" Qiao Chunyan couldn't help but say to Zhou Bingkun.

"Chunyan, I've severed ties with the Zhou family. I've signed a severance agreement with them, so I'm no longer Feng Yue's uncle," Zhou Bingkun couldn't help but say to Qiao Chunyan.

"Huh? You really signed a letter severing ties with Uncle Zhou? I heard these rumors before and thought it was just someone spreading them. After all, what happened at the funeral with Yi Bingkun? How could they have severed ties?" Qiao Chunyan looked incredulous.

"It's a long story! Look at Zhou Rong, first she angered my mother to the point of becoming a vegetable, then she scared her to death. Now she can just abandon her own daughter without even considering whether her daughter will starve to death. If you get entangled with someone like Zhou Rong, you'll have to clean up her messes for the rest of your life. Zhou Bingyi has never come back to see my mother, no matter what she's like all these years. And yet, Zhou Zhigang still insists that the two of them are innocent, and even blames me for my mother's death. Chunyan, what do you think I should do staying in a family like this?" Zhou Bingkun shook his head, his face full of bitterness.

"Um, this, this—" Qiao Chunyan realized that there was really nothing wrong with Zhou Bingkun severing ties with the Zhou family. After all, apart from Zhou Bingkun, the other three members of the Zhou family were really quite complicated. "But Bingkun, what should we do with this little girl? Should I send her back?" However, seeing Qiao Chunyan's troubled expression, Zhou Bingkun shook his head. "You can leave her to me. I'll send her to Yanjing. Zhou Rong is in Yanjing. Of course, she should take care of her own daughter."

"Sending her to Zhou Rong is the right thing to do. After all, Zhou Rong is her biological mother. So, I'll leave this little girl in your care." Qiao Chunyan smiled immediately when she saw that the problem was solved.

After Qiao Chunyan left, Zheng Juan looked at Feng Yue, the young girl, and couldn't help but feel a little pity.

Zheng Juan simply couldn't fathom what Zhou Rong, as a mother, had thought about leaving Feng Yue alone in Jichun City. Wasn't she afraid something might happen to her daughter? This was her own daughter! As a mother, Zheng Juan couldn't empathize with her at all.

"Bingkun, about Feng Yue, how about we—" Zheng Juan said out of kindness.

"Alright, Juan'er, stop talking. If we don't send Feng Yue away, we'll never have a clean break with the Zhou family, and it'll definitely cause a lot of mess in the end. Tomorrow I'll go to the factory to ask for leave, then get a letter of introduction, and once I have it, I'll take Feng Yue directly to Yanjing." Zhou Bingkun shook his head, rejecting Zheng Juan's suggestion.

Seeing Zhou Bingkun's resolute attitude, Zheng Juan didn't say anything more. She just looked down at Feng Yue, whose face was filled with fear, whose eyes were red, but who didn't even dare to cry. Zheng Juan felt that this little girl was too pitiful.

"Let me hold Feng Yue while she sleeps tonight," Zheng Juan said gently as she pulled Feng Yue into her arms.

"Hmm." Zhou Bingkun could only nod slightly when he saw Feng Yue's expression. He was not a cold-blooded person after all. No matter what Zhou Rong did, Feng Yue, this three or four-year-old girl, was innocent.

The next day, Zhou Bingkun went to the soy sauce factory to ask for leave.

Because of Li Suhua's previous death, Zhou Bingkun had already taken several days off. He had only been back at work for two days when he asked for leave again. The soy sauce factory didn't want to give Zhou Bingkun any more leave.

Zhou Bingkun had to plead and offer two packs of good cigarettes before he finally got the leave slip.

Afterwards, Zhou Bingkun took the leave slip to the street office and obtained a letter of introduction for traveling to Yanjing. Then, he took Feng Yue and boarded the train to Yanjing.

These days, trains are practically unbearable for humans. They're slow, crowded, and filled with all sorts of smells, which made Zhou Bingkun feel nauseous and almost vomit.

Zhou Bingkun, who was suffering on the train, became angrier and angrier as he thought about it, and felt more and more cheated.

Why should I be responsible for delivering Feng Yue to Zhou Rong's hands when Zhou Rong just left her at home?

Think about Zhou Rong's disgusting behavior. He had already severed ties with the Zhou family, but Zhou Rong still did this. Did she calculate that Zhou Bingkun would definitely not abandon Feng Yue?

She had calculated that even if Zhou Bingkun didn't raise Feng Yue, he would still send her to her, so she wasn't worried about anything happening to Feng Yue.

The thought of all this made Zhou Bingkun grit his teeth in hatred.

So they just handed Feng Yue over to Zhou Rong and that was it? That's too easy on Zhou Rong.

After having an idea, Zhou Bingkun felt much better.

Moreover, moreover, moreover————

Zhou Bingkun arrived in Yanjing by train. Since he didn't have Zhou Rong's exact address, it was quite difficult for him to find her.

However, since Zhou Rong is waiting for Feng Huacheng, the place where Zhou Rong lives should be close to where Feng Huacheng is imprisoned. Thus, the approximate area where Zhou Rong is located is determined.

Of course, even if the general area is determined, it will not be easy for Zhou Bingkun to find people on his own.

No problem, there's a police station, we can just go there and ask.

After all, Zhou Rong left Feng Yue alone at home. To put it more seriously, it could even be said that Zhou Rong abandoned her minor child, which is a crime!

So after inquiring at the local police station near the prison, Zhou Bingkun obtained Zhou Rong's address without much effort.

Following the address, Zhou Bingkun quickly arrived at the house Zhou Rong was renting.

bang bang bang—

After a knock on the door, Zhou Bingkun saw Zhou Rong. Zhou Rong didn't seem guilty at all when she saw Zhou Bingkun. Seeing Zhou Rong's shameless behavior, Zhou Bingkun didn't say anything more. He pushed Feng Yue towards Zhou Rong and turned to leave. He was afraid that he would feel disgusted if he said another word to Zhou Rong.

After sending Feng Yue to Zhou Rong's place, Zhou Bingkun did not choose to leave Yanjing immediately. Instead, he went to the library and inquired around the university area. After confirming the information he wanted, Zhou Bingkun went straight to "Yanjing Literature and Art".

Zhou Bingkun had previously submitted articles to Yanjing Literature and Art, but unfortunately, his writing was not up to par and was not included in the publication.

Since Zhou Bingkun had come to Yanjing this time, he naturally had to make a trip to Yanjing Literature and Art Magazine in person, so that he could submit his work.

However, this time Zhou Bingkun wanted to submit not an article, but a poem!

Zhou Bingkun had made a special trip to universities and libraries to inquire about the poem he wanted to transfer, and confirmed that it had not yet appeared. So he took the poem with him and went directly to Yanjing Literature and Art.

Zhou Bingkun had previously submitted two manuscripts to Yanjing Literature and Art, which were reviewed by an editor surnamed Xu, but neither was approved.

However, in his reply, Editor Xu also expressed his optimism about Zhou Bingkun and encouraged him to persevere. He also pointed out some of Zhou Bingkun's problems in the reply.

Therefore, this Editor Xu can be considered an acquaintance of Zhou Bingkun.

Upon arriving at the office of the "Yanjing Literature and Art" magazine, Zhou Bingkun told the gatekeeper that he was looking for Editor Xu. Soon, Editor Xu appeared in front of him.

After a brief exchange, Zhou Bingkun handed a manuscript with a poem written on it to Editor Xu.

"Baseness is the passport of the base."

"Nobility is the epitaph of the noble."

"Look, in that gilded sky,"

"The shadows of the dead floated everywhere."

Editor Xu stared wide-eyed at the poem, reading it over and over again, completely absorbed. He had never imagined that Zhou Bingkun, whose writing skills were still somewhat lacking, could produce such excellent obscure poetry.

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