My Childhood Sweetheart Is a Crazy Beauty-Chapter 81 Is This Called Dad?

Father Tang rushed in and grasped Madam Tang’s shoulders, "What do you mean?"

Madam Tang covered her mouth, crying fiercely.

"Xiaxia wasn’t the only one with Divine Power back then!"

At those words, Father Tang was stunned, recalling the daughter who had died young and looked at Madam Tang in shock.

Madam Tang cried out, "At that time, the Divine Power belonged to that child. Xiaxia was just inherently weak with no Divine Power at all. She could have died at any moment."

This was a memory Madam Tang was reluctant to revisit. Even after so many years, it was still hard for her to accept.

She glanced at Tang Chuxia, her heart aching badly.

"Back then, when that child was born, it nearly killed both me and Xiaxia!"

Father Tang remembered how critical Madam Tang’s childbirth had been. Elder Huang and his master had saved their lives. Now, he realized that there must have been more events that he was unaware of.

Madam Tang stroked Tang Chuxia’s hair, "That child was born with immense strength but was very frail. Elder Meng said it was hard to keep such children alive. Despite using many fine medicines, that child still didn’t survive."

"When that child was taking its last breaths, it grabbed Xiaxia’s wrist. I was terrified at the moment. I couldn’t pull them apart no matter how hard I tried."

Madam Tang wiped away her tears, her voice wavering, "Elder Meng and Uncle Huang both sensed something was wrong. They asked me what my choice was—whether to save Xiaxia, or to lose both children!"

She cried fiercely, "At that time, I only thought about Xiaxia surviving. How could I care about anything else? The other child was already gone. Could I really let Xiaxia, who could still live, die too?"

Madam Tang was extremely distressed. Father Tang stared at her blankly, not understanding why such an important matter wasn’t shared with him at the time. That was precisely his question.

Madam Tang’s tears weren’t yet dry, yet she bit back, questioning fiercely, "Where were you when the children were born? Dare you say you don’t remember, or I’ll kill you!"

Father Tang closed his mouth, remembering that he had indeed made a mistake back then. He wasn’t with Madam Tang; instead, he was with Wen Wenqing.

"You left your wife and children to fend for themselves over a woman who had abandoned you before. Do you think I would tell you anything?"

Madam Tang questioned coldly while Father Tang dared not speak.

Still, he wanted to question her, "Then what do you mean you made a wrong choice? Did you wish Xiaxia had died too?"

Madam Tang sneered, "At a time when Elder Meng had only a ten percent chance of success, an old Taoist came by. He said there was a way to transfer the child’s Divine Power and let the child pass without holding any grudges."

Back then, knowing one child was beyond saving and another was about to die, Madam Tang made the best choice she could and chose to let Tang Chuxia survive.

The cost was transferring the Divine Power onto Tang Chuxia. However, her physical weakness hadn’t improved, which was why Tang Chuxia experienced excruciating pain whenever she used her profound strength.

The old Taoist who had saved Tang Chuxia disappeared afterward, and Madam Tang had been searching for him all these years, but to no avail.

Seeing Tang Chuxia’s condition today, Madam Tang was truly heartbroken, feeling that all the suffering was due to her choices.

After listening, Father Tang sighed. He knew he would have made the same choice if it were up to him.

Yet, it was Tang Chuxia who suffered the consequences.

Father Tang rubbed his face, feeling miserable, only to hear Madam Tang yelling, "Get out of my sight! Do you know why both children suffered so much? It’s all because of you!"

Perhaps Madam Tang was triggered by Tang Chuxia’s condition, or maybe it was the heart-wrenching farewells she had witnessed today. Her emotions were on the verge of collapsing as she pointed at Father Tang and shouted, "If it weren’t for your lingering thoughts on Wen Wenqing back then, would I have been upset and uncomfortable during the pregnancy, causing problems for both children?"

To such accusations, Father Tang dared not retort.

He remained silent.

Madam Tang was about to speak further, but Tang Chuxia clasped her hand.

"Xiaxia, you’re awake? Mom’s sorry, did I disturb you?"

Tang Chuxia shook her head. Although she had passed out, she was still conscious; it was just that her body couldn’t handle it, and she had only just managed to catch her breath before opening her eyes.

"Mom, no more fighting, no guilt, I’m fine!"

In her original host’s memories, she bore no grudge against her mother. Regardless of her own body or the experiences she endured, the original host knew it was her own fault, and Madam Tang truly cared for her.

However, her gaze fell on Father Tang. In the book, this father was still entangled with Wen Wenqing when he learned of his daughter’s death in the countryside. Meanwhile, after receiving the tragic news, Madam Tang was overwhelmed with guilt and ultimately died of depression, while Father Tang married Wen Wenqing not long after Madam Tang’s death.

It was all from the book, and Tang Chuxia didn’t personally relate, but after Madam Tang revealed the past, Tang Chuxia suddenly felt empathy for her.

To end up with such a husband, that must be nauseating, right?

Her gaze still on Father Tang, she said, "Dad, if possible, after Wanqiu returns to her parents, could you give her back to her sister?"

She was a complete mess, yet she smiled while asking Father Tang this question.

Father Tang opened his mouth.

Madam Tang wiped her tears away, "Return her, we must. Even if it means divorcing this scoundrel, I want everything back!"

Because of losing a child years ago, Madam Tang had a soft spot for Tang Wanqiu, but to think that this child had schemed so much against Tang Chuxia.

She could no longer forgive.

What infuriated her even more was the appearance of Tang Wanqiu’s biological mother, which was disgusting.

Madam Tang, who was almost retired, didn’t care much anymore; better off without a husband.

Father Tang saw the resoluteness in Madam Tang’s eyes and panicked, "I’ll go and talk to her! Tell her to change her name!"

Tang Chuxia nodded, "Then, Father, please go ahead; I’m feeling a bit ill and would like to sleep for a while!"

Father Tang dared not disagree and had just left when he met his son’s gaze; Tang Jianjun glared at him with a cold sneer.

"Dad, if you dare mistreat my mom, if I find even the slightest fault, it won’t just be turning you into a eunuch; you might regret being a human for the rest of your life!"

Tang Jianjun was the most rebellious and uncontrollable member of the Tang Family. Hearing him say this, Father Tang truly dared not disobey.

He clenched his teeth and growled, "What chaos are you adding?"

Tang Jianjun oh’d, "Why wouldn’t I? If you embarrass yourself, don’t you think I’ll be embarrassed too?"

Finishing this, he pointed at people peeking from not far away and sneered, "Your beloved daughter and son-in-law are here, aren’t you going to meet them?"

Following his finger, Father Tang saw Tang Wanqiu and Hu Mingcheng.

Why are they here?

Seeing Father Tang’s gaze, Tang Wanqiu wrapped her coat tightly and ran over, "Dad, our cultural troupe organized a comforting performance; there will be a show at dawn!"

Father Tang nodded and looked at Hu Mingcheng.

Hu Mingcheng stood beside Tang Wanqiu, "Dad, I came with Wanqiu!"

Father Tang: ...

So he’s already calling me dad?