Dream Maker [Rebirth]

Lu Ci and Ji Wuzhou were stunned for a moment, and then turned their heads to look at Misang Yaoyue, while Zhong Wangyou was even more astonished, and it took a long time to tremble in disbelief: "This...is me? "

Calculated according to the time, Zhong Wangyou was only three years old at that time, and he hadn't reached the age of remembering things at all. It is not surprising that he has no memory of the events of the year, and it is not surprising that he can't even recognize his birth mother.

Misang Yaoyue's face was a little stiff, apparently unprepared for the appearance of this old man, but now that Zhong Wangyou had asked the question, she had to answer no matter what she said, so she had to suppress her emotions and pretend to be calm. : "Well, it's you."

Lu Ci and Ji Wuzhou looked at each other, thinking at the same time in their hearts: This time, the senior sister must regret bringing him with her even more, right?

However, what few people expected was that after hearing the confirmation, Zhong Wangyou suddenly stared at the little boy and laughed, "Oh my God! Was I so ugly when I was a child?"

After saying that, she immediately raised her head to look at Misang Yaoyue: "Thank you, mother, for your kindness!"

Missang Yaoyue was instantly amused by him, and the slightly dignified atmosphere disappeared in an instant.

Lu Ci's heart softened suddenly, he didn't know whether the young man really didn't care or he was deliberately enlivening the atmosphere, but no matter what it was, it was enough to show that he had a pure heart.

So, he simply raised his hand and rubbed the boy's head, and said in cooperation, "What's so ugly? I look so cute!"

The young man raised his head and smiled brightly, and then he stopped making noise. The few people continued to turn their heads and look forward, and the short-term embarrassment just now was taken away lightly.

In the memory screen, the young Zhong Wangyou took the sesame candy in a daze, and said in a childish voice, "Thank you."

Sister Luo smiled lovingly, led him two steps forward, and put all the oil-paper bags in her hand on the table.

Seeing this, Huaiqian frowned immediately, and said with a wry smile: "Sister Luo, you are like this again! Come and play whenever you come to play, every time you bring so many things, how can I be ashamed?"

"I didn't bring it to you on purpose," Sister Luo said disapprovingly, "It's just that I'm going to take him to live with my parents for a while tomorrow. These things are all given by others, and there are too many of them. I can't take all of them to my natal family, but they are all unbearable to put aside, and I'm afraid it's a waste to leave them at home, so I can only trouble you to bear it for me?"

Huaiqian didn't know whether to believe it or not, she still had a bit of embarrassment on her face: "I haven't finished eating the ones you brought a few times ago, and those things are too expensive, I haven't even seen many of them. However, I don’t even know how to eat it.”

Sister Luo was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, then smiled suddenly, raised her hand and opened the paper bags one by one, and patiently told her how to make and eat them.

Luci couldn't help being a little surprised after seeing the contents of the table full of paper bags.

As Huaiqian said, what Sister Luo brought was indeed some valuable medicinal herbs and nourishing products, and even a few of them were not only expensive, but rare items that were hard to find.

He still remembered that when his senior sister mentioned the adopted son's life experience earlier, Zhong Wangyou's biological father was a fisherman, and he accidentally drowned in the Jinmi River when the child was just born.

It can be seen from this that Sister Luo and her children can be regarded as orphans and widowed mothers at this time, and their lives are not to mention embarrassing. Why do they still give away so many treasures that can even be described as having a price but no market?

Lu Ci thought about it a little deeper, and at this moment, Sister Luo in the memory picture had already finished explaining the usage of those medicinal supplements by category, and took Xiao Wangyou to the cradle to tease the baby.

Huaiqian tidied up the paper bags on the table, and then brought some pastries and fruits to welcome the mother and son to sit down.

In addition to the table and bed, this master bedroom only has a low bed with cushions underneath. Xiao Wangyou seems to have been here many times. At this moment, he knelt down on the cushions and moved his knees. Climbed to the small table and obediently ate the pastries.

Huaiqian and Sister Luo are both mothers, so there are many topics to talk about, especially Zhong Wangyou was three years old at the time, and Sister Luo is more experienced than Huaiqian. Many Huaiqian still have doubts and worries about Sister Luo. can give her an answer.

While chatting, Sister Luo inadvertently glanced at the bed not far behind Huaiqian, and saw the booklet with a gold-backed spine beside the bed, and suddenly said "Huh" quite unexpectedly: "You also have this book?"

Huaiqian looked back, then turned around and said, "What? Sister Luo also has it?"

Sister Luo shook her head: "That's not true. It's just that I have seen many people get this book recently. I heard that it was given by the same person. It's that... a fortune teller who came to the city to set up a stall a while ago?"

Huai Qian smiled and said, "Isn't that so? That man is a fortune teller and a book giver, and he doesn't ask for money. I told Ali yesterday, and I don't know what he's up to."

Sister Luo said: "Did he still say that a natural disaster is coming, and he asked you to send the child to the hidden spirit realm?"

Huaiqian nodded again and again: "That's right! Ali suspected that he was probably a kidnapper. After we took the child down the river, he would intercept him downstream and sell the child!"

Sister Luo was amused by this speculation, and then joked: "Don't say it, it's really possible. I heard they said that this person not only gave the book, but also came to the door to give it in person. Anyone with a baby in our city will Isn't it like a kidnapper to be sent off by him all over the place, going door to door to persuade others to send their children?"

As soon as this remark came out, the hearts of those who watched the memory suddenly thumped.

Before, they thought that the fortune teller only persuaded Huaiqian's family, but now they found out that he actually visited all the parents of the babies in Sangcheng himself!

From this point of view, the main purpose of that person coming to Sang City seems to be not to spread any prophecies of natural disasters, but more like to persuade these parents to send their children to the secret realm!

In addition, there is a more important point-according to the information revealed in the words of these people, the person claimed that "the only secret place can avoid disasters when natural disasters strike" and asked them to send their children to To the secret.

When does "then" mean?

Isn't it when natural disasters happen?

It can be seen from this that his focus is actually not on "sending off children" at all, but on "sending off children when natural disasters occur"!

The difference of only a few words sounds like a difference in time, but for those who already know the cause of the destruction of the secret realm, this difference is tantamount to life and death—if the baby was sent to the secret realm before the infestation , then he is just a baby, but if he is sent away after the lice attack occurs, the baby carrying the lice worm will become a sharp knife, burying the entire secret realm under the knife!

At this moment, Lu Ci suddenly felt a shudder, because a bold inference had already occurred in his mind-that fortune teller was the thief who stole Gu back then, and his seemingly superfluous prophecy and persuasion were for the purpose of These fathers and mothers planted a seed in their hearts so that they would send their children away after the infestation occurred, and bring the infestation to the secret realm!

If we go a little deeper, it is probably within his expectation that these parents regard his actions as deception. However, his purpose is not to let them send their children away immediately, so these temporary Suspicions don't matter.

Once the Gu trouble occurs, it will be equivalent to completely verifying his "natural disaster prophecy". By then, which parent will not believe what he said?What's more, in such a desperate situation, besides sending the child away, do they have any other choice?

Thoughts swirled in a flash, and the memory in front of them was still flowing, so they couldn't stop to talk and ponder.

Huai Qian in the memory picture immediately asked curiously after hearing what Sister Luo said: "Did he also go to your house?"

Sister Luo shook her head and said with a smile: "That's not true. The children he came to the door were all just born. Our family is three years old. It's too late even if we want to send him to the secret realm. Look at his current stature. , as if it can still be put in a basin?"

Huaiqian laughed happily, staring at the ignorant little Wangyou who was still buried in eating cakes and laughed for a long time, then quickly poured him a glass of water and handed it to prevent him from choking.

After handing over the water, she put her elbows on the table and raised her chin, smiled emotionally and said: "Actually... I'm not afraid of making fun of you, Sister Luo, if I say it, I have really considered sending the child to the secret realm. But... in the end, I still can't bear it."

Sister Luo didn't seem surprised when she heard the words, and said softly: "What's the joke? Of all the mothers I know, which one has never thought about it like this? It's just that thinking about it is one thing. It's another matter. After all, blood is thicker than water, if the family can't afford it, or the child really has some incurable disease, who would be willing to send his own flesh and blood thousands of miles away?"

Huaiqian nodded in agreement, and said unwillingly, "But... why do you think the family above us can be so decisive? The head of the family was the only daughter in the family back then, and it took 18 years to send her away to the secret realm. Ah! How could the old lady have the heart at that time? Doesn't she feel distressed at all?"

"Why don't you feel distressed?" Sister Luo looked at Xiao Wangyou with empathy, raised her hand and gently stroked the back of his head and said, "Don't say sending the child to a secret place, even if it is sending him to another house for a few days, I'm afraid mothers will also worry about it day and night, tossing and turning, right? It's just that sometimes in a high position, we have to think more, and there are some hardships that we can't understand, and they just can't help themselves."

After Huaiqian listened quietly, she had to admit that Sister Luo, who was a few years older, was more transparent than herself.She has always only seen the scenery of Missan's house, but she has never thought about whether there is an unknown love hidden behind this scenery.

Just as she was thinking, Sister Luo stood up supporting Xiaoji: "Okay, it's time for us to go back."

Huaiqian was taken aback for a moment, then stood up and said, "Are you leaving? Have lunch at my place before returning?"

Sister Luo smiled and said, "I came here to deliver things to you. We will go on a long journey tomorrow, and we still have a lot of things to pack when we go back."

When Huaiqian heard this, she couldn't hold back any longer, she hurriedly stuffed some pastries into Xiao Wangyou's hands for him to take, and then sent the mother and son out of the house.

After this memory, the next few days were peaceful, the couple never mentioned any natural disaster secrets, and even the book was randomly stuffed into the corner of the box by Huai Qian, as if brought by the fortune teller. The turmoil has quietly subsided.

However, the few people watching the memories clearly knew that all of this was just the calm before the storm.