I was dropped off at the threshold of my biological father's home to ask for milk money, aka child support. Had I walked there, I wouldn't have remembered it. And I don't recall being welcomed or rejected. To this day, I thank Buddha for my lapse of memory. It would be one that I'd have to reconcile between storytelling and half-truths.
What is often told with this tale is about mom having been beaten up by the family of legitimacy. I think it rather [**] that men who knowingly engage in extramarital affairs don't protect the welfare of their 'other' relations.
What does this reveal of a man's character, one with diplomatic status and political affiliation with the Kuomintang, as was hinted to me?
** sad, tragic, shameful, unjust ... my perspective evolves with our changing times.