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Chapter 67 Bronze Colossus(2/2)

Then, I saw another unexpected name in the personnel list:

Zhang Zhongde.

"Dad?!" I couldn't help shouting, alarming Shang Qingyun who was wiping his sword nearby.

My father is Shang Qingyun's sixth senior brother according to seniority. It is said that it was my father who brought Shang Qingyun back many years ago, so Shang Qingyun heard me calling out and came over with concern.

But I have no intention of explaining anything to Shang Qingyun. After all, seeing my father's name appear here, as a son, I still feel very complicated.

In my impression, my father is a useless and sour scholar. He usually works between the editorial office and home. He is not known for anything else. He is very good at making love to my mother and showing affection.

When I was a child and went to school, every time my mother was busy, I would ask him for homework, and he would ask me to ask my mother. When I was not very sensible, he would ask me to play console games with him every holiday, and I lost.

He refused to admit it; every time I came back from buying snacks from outside, before I could take a bite, he opened the package first and said he would share half of it when we met...

This shameless, lazy, lazy dad...

I haven't seen him in years.

I haven't seen them since I graduated from middle school.

Suddenly I saw the unreliable father's name here, and my heart skipped a beat. After getting nervous, I suddenly realized that this must have been something from a long time ago. Now everyone has a smartphone and is using a flip Nokia.

At that time, I must have been young.

With this self-comforting mentality, I turned to the second page of the file.

Written above is basic information about the archaeological expedition and its objectives. I noticed the date and title above.

September 3, 2020.

It happened to be the day I was born. I heard from my grandma that my dad was gone for who knows what the day my mom gave birth to me. He didn’t answer calls or text messages.

Later, my grandmother almost asked my mother to divorce my father because of this incident, but my mother was still unwilling to do so, and my father and my grandfather came back in time with a large bonus, which calmed the anger of the two elders.

But afterwards, my dad spent money to renovate my grandma and grandpa's house and worked as a coolie for a year. However, when others asked about it later, my dad refused to tell me. My mom was also very concerned about it at first, but later, I don't know why.

Not mentioned much anymore.

I just thought that this stupid couple had no memory, but now it seems that there must be something else hidden.
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