Chapter 91 Secrets of the Shen Family

When Shen Qingcheng led Chen Xiner in, Mo Qiuhua stood up in a hurry. She walked to Shen Qingcheng and Chen Xiner and hugged me tightly. "Good boy, our family of four, we are reunited today."

When Shen Qingcheng saw Mo Qiuhua crying again, the nature of mother and son made him pat Mo Qiuhua on the back with heartache, "Mom, stop crying, look, today is the day for Xiner and I to have a happy day, how bad is this crying."

Bi Wentao also stood up next to Shen Qingcheng, hugged Mo Qiuhua in his arms, and coaxed softly, "Qiuhua, okay, the child knows your grievances and difficulties over the years."

Bi Wentao looked at Shen Qingcheng with an apology, "Son, I'm sorry, because of the Shen family's incident, I... caused you a lot of suffering."

When Shen Qingcheng applied for a certificate with Chen Xiner in the Civil Affairs Hall, he thought a lot. No matter what the reason his parents abandoned him, he would not blame his parents. After all, he was very glad to meet Master Hongdao to raise him and taught him the technique of Buddhist carving.

After becoming an adult, Chen Yuliang took good care of him, Shen Qingcheng really felt that God was very good to him.

"Dad, don't say that. I believe that I had no choice but to abandon you and mom back then. Qingcheng is a grateful and polite child. I don't blame you. Dad, when you first met that day, when you said I looked like your son, I...I still..."

After saying that, he stepped forward and hugged Bi Wentao on his own initiative. He was a little apologized when he first met Bi Wentao.

Bi Wentao hugged Shen Qingcheng and sniffed, "Child, I'm really happy to recognize me as my father. Actually, when we first met, I thought you were very kind. But that day, I didn't know you were my son.

The days you went to Dunhuang, the private detectives told me that they searched and found out that you were my son. From the day you learned the news, I had insomnia all night.

Because the news is not confirmed yet, I dare not tell your mother... until they found your blood test report, I... You donated blood before, and I found your plasma in the blood bank through relationships. I asked someone to specifically match our blood type genes.

The report shows that we are a father-son relationship, Qingcheng, my son, Dad didn’t expect you to be so outstanding, you have saved our parents’ face.”

Bi Wentao hugged Shen Qingcheng and said a long sentence. Shen Qingcheng didn't feel it was lengthy at all. He asked Bi Wentao with distress. "Dad, if my surname is Shen, why are your surname Bi?"

The surname Bi is a knot in Bi Wentao's heart. Mo Anhua is afraid that Bi Wentao will feel uncomfortable again for a while, so she is back to Shen Qingcheng for Bi Wentao.

"Son, the matter was quite complicated back then. Your grandfather's family was framed. The Shen family caught him and ran away... Your father and your grandmother were lucky enough to go abroad and defected to your grandmother's father.

Your grandma is afraid that your father's surname will be more complicated than any other reason, so he changed his surname to your father and asked your father to follow your grandmother's surname, Bi."

Shen Qingcheng sighed at Bi Wentao's experience in his heart, "I'm sorry, Dad, I mentioned your sad things."

"Son, our Shen family has been overturned in unjust cases for many years. Your grandfather was framed by someone, and our Shen family has restored its reputation. Dad really didn't expect you to become a Buddhist sculptor, do you know? Your grandfather was also an excellent Buddhist sculptor."

The information given by Bi Wentao surprised Shen Qingcheng. Bi Wentao held Shen Qingcheng's hand and sat aside. "Our Shen family is a family of Buddhist carving craftsmen for generations. I also learned some crafts from you and your grandfather back then, but I went abroad too early and my craftsmanship is not good...

Your grandfather had a wish when he was alive. He wanted to build a Buddha again in the border town. I have been busy with my career over the years and have never forgotten your grandfather's wishes. So I asked someone to inquire about the excellent Buddhist carving craftsman not long ago, but I found you...

I didn’t expect fate to be so subtle. Qingcheng, Dad is very proud of you. I heard from them that this time, he was selected from four thousand people, and you shined the family for our Shen family.”

"Dad, are you saying that rebuilding the border town and establishing Buddhas is my grandfather's wish? What's the story?" Shen Qingcheng suddenly felt that he knew nothing about his life experience and his grandfather.

Bi Wentao sighed quietly. His memory of his father remained on a rainy night more than 20 years ago. For more than 20 years since then, he had never seen his grandfather in Qingcheng.

"When I returned to China, I went to find your grandfather. My old neighbors moved away. People who knew about the matter refused to say it. The most common thing I heard was that your grandfather had already suffered an accident back then.

Our ancestors were the home of Buddhist carving craftsmen. Because the family tree was lost, I don’t know much about which dynasty our Shen family started to engage in the Buddhist carving industry.”

When Mo Qiuhua saw that it was noon, she reminded Bi Wentao. "Wentao, the lunch we booked should be almost ready. Am I going to go there now?"

After Mo Qiuhua reminded him, Bi Wentao almost forgot to talk about the serious matters. He hurriedly looked at Chen Yuliang and Dai Yuzhen, "Yuliang, Yuzhen, Qiuhua and I ordered a table at the Hilton Hotel to celebrate the two children. It is also the first family dinner for our big family."

Chen Yuliang and Dai Yuzhen were very happy and responded repeatedly.

After Bi Wentao's repeated requests, Chen Yuliang's car parked at the entrance of the cafe, and he and Dai Yuzhen, Shen Qingcheng and Chen Xiner sat in Bi Wentao's extended version of Lincoln.

When Bi Wentao's driver Lao Chen met Shen Qingcheng, he kindly called Shen Qingcheng as the young master, which made Shen Qingcheng a little uncomfortable.

"Just call me Qingcheng." Shen Qingcheng doesn't like this title very much.

Seeing that Shen Qingcheng seemed to dislike the young master's name, Bi Wentao said to Lao Chen, who was at a loss, "Old Chen, the child doesn't like it, you should call him Qingcheng."

Old Chen answered Bi Wentao respectfully, "Yes, President."

After sitting in the back seat, Bi Wentao pressed the remote control and pulled up the curtain in the front seat.

"Qingcheng, Lao Chen is an old man from the Bi family business. He has been with me for nearly twenty years. He is very stern about his identity, so don't mind too much."

Bi Wentao briefly told Shen Qingcheng about Lao Chen's situation.

When Shen Qingcheng was about to reply to Bi Wentao's words, his cell phone rang. When he saw that the call was from the temple, he hurriedly picked it up. "A Si, what's wrong?"

Simon cried on the phone, "Qingcheng, you have to find a way to save me, they... They came to the door today and threw chicken blood at the door, and wrote that if they didn't pay back the debt, they would kill us!"
Chapter completed!