Chu Qing and Xiaobao breathed a sigh of relief for him, and knew that they could not "kill their fathers" and were better than the princes.

Shui Maomao continued: "Then I will spread the name of 'Water Monkey' myself, and if you don't accept it, I will do it!

When we could afford food, we made a living by helping people ferry people; when we were short of money, we worked as water bandits while fishing for corpses;

Now that I have people under my command, I have free time, and I can secretly watch the children from time to time. That family... is not bad. They raised the children and gave them a name: Wei Chengyi, which sounds pretty good;

However, after all, he is not his biological son, so my son has suffered a lot."

It was okay, even if he was given food, he was not hungry; if he suffered, it seemed that he was not close to him, and he was often beaten and scolded.

Shui Maomao continued: "When my son was eight years old, he suffered from a flood, and his family fled. There was not enough food to eat on the way, so they sold my son;

When I heard about it, I couldn't find them for a long time. When I finally found them, my son was already fifteen years old. I wanted to take him back, but I found that he had become a master and made money by doing things to eliminate disasters for others;

He also became gloomy, and I didn't dare to recognize him. He had a hard enough life, and then he had a father like me who everyone yelled at...

Later, when his master was killed, he also ran to Kyoto and worked as a jailer in the Ministry of Punishment, so it was difficult to see him again;

Later, chaos broke out in Kyoto, and several princes fought, making Kyoto uneasy. I couldn't survive any longer, so I had to leave;

At that time, I had no money at all. In order to make ends meet, I moved to Dong Lun Country. There were also fair-looking people there, so I was not very conspicuous. As long as I covered my head and nodded my head, I could still get by.

Not long after the new emperor ascended the throne, I actually saw him again in Donglun Kingdom."

The next thing was simple. He found that he could see his son in Donglun Country every once in a while, so he simply lived in Donglun Country. He also gradually learned that his son worked in a place like the "Secret Investigation Department".

Being a jailer is decent, but dangerous.

However, a few years later, every city in Donglun was closed down. Wei Chengyi and Bai Hua, who were seeking information, risked their lives and rushed to the border. They happened to be seen by the "black house" Shui Maomao who was hiding everywhere.

He chased all the way, trying to save his son, but he was riding a horse and he couldn't catch up.

After finally chasing him into the mountains, he couldn't find his son until Chu Qing led his men to fight with the Donglun patrol. Shui Maomao heard the sound and sneaked over. When he saw Chu Qing protecting Wei Chengyi on the stretcher, he rushed all the way.

Wei Chengyi turned around and fired arrows to fight the pursuers.

It was dark at that time and he couldn't see clearly Chu Qing's appearance. Moreover, his main thoughts were on his son's life and death, so he didn't pay attention. He only knew that a man named Chu Qing had saved his son.

"Later I chased you to your hometown in Jizhou, no, to your kiln factory. I saw that you took good care of him and saved my son's life. I was very happy. However, there were too many people there.

The guards are tight and I can't get close." Shui Maomao felt a little regretful.

He said: "It doesn't matter if you don't get close. If you are exposed, I will be in trouble. Anyway, as long as my son is alive, I have seen him smile at your place. He has never smiled before."

Chu Qing asked: "Have you visited him in the past few years?"

Shui Maomao shook his head: "I'm not going. Your Secret Intelligence Department is loose on the outside but strict on the inside. I'm afraid of being discovered by him."

After the Donglun Kingdom was destroyed, the country was transformed into a state. The Secret Investigation Department was stationed and a large number of people were recruited to closely monitor the Donglun people and guard against any unusual movements.

After all, "Those who are not of my race must have different hearts." Donglun people are also divided into several ethnic groups and several interest groups. It is impossible for them to surrender from their hearts in a short time.

The Secret Investigation Department is like the Public Security Bureau in Chu Qing's world. It is located in every city. It is very public to come and go every day, but no one knows who the criminal policemen are inside.

Donglun Kingdom has become Xinlun State, and the cross-border management procedures for the population of Daxuan Mainland are very cumbersome. People with distinctive characteristics like Shui Maomao can easily cause trouble.

If the Secret Investigation Department discovers him, and he is Wei Chengyi's father, if he doesn't admit it, he will be in trouble. After all, he has killed others; if he admits it, will his son still be a human being?

So Shui Maomao is very satisfied knowing that his son is living a happy life and that there is no big danger.

Chu Qing asked: "Wei Chengyi has never known you? Are you not going to recognize him?"

Shui Maomao didn't seem to care and said: "He doesn't know. We can't let him know. Who wants to have an embarrassing father? I won't cause trouble for him. He is safe now. I can rest assured. If I can meet him from afar, , consider it fate.”

Shui Maomao felt guilty for being born without raising.

It seems that Shui Maomao didn't take it to heart about the "son of the moon" and only regarded it as Chu Qing's good intentions.

"Master Chu, just now I sent someone to find some children. Xiaobao has seen them, and they are just like me." Shui Maomao pointed at his face and rubbed his eyebrows: "Can you... can you tell me what you just said? Let them talk about it?"

Shui Maomao himself didn't value the idea of ​​"Child of the Moon" because he felt that half of his body had been buried in the earth, and that would be the end of his life. However, the children were still young and he couldn't let them live as miserable a life as he did.

And Chu Qing's words will definitely inspire the children to have the courage to live a good life. After all, I was very excited just now.

"Okay, the book says that only one out of tens of thousands of people with your kind of auspiciousness will be born." Chu Qing replied with an authoritative expression on his face.

As for what kind of book it is, there is no need to research it.

According to modern medical statistics, the prevalence of albinism worldwide is about 1/17,000, that is, 1 in every 17,000 people is affected.

So, it’s true that “Moon’s Child” can only be chosen one out of tens of thousands!

Gan Lai sat in the kitchen, boringly breaking the firewood, Shui Maomao sent everyone out, kneeling and saying, it was not certain when Chu Qing would be fed.

Several dishes were ready to be cooked, so they had to be put aside to wait.

But it was quite interesting to eavesdrop on their conversation. Just to put it bluntly, she had a gut feeling that the little old man was a nice guy and turned out to be Wei Chengyi's father.

Wei Chengyi is also a good person.

"Did you hear that? We still have to prepare some dishes. These are not enough. Those Maomao are coming soon." Chu Yuan poked her shoulder.

"Meat pie!" Gan Lai said that he likes to eat it and serves it as both a meal and a vegetable.

For Hercules, chopping stuffing and kneading noodles are no big deal. Making meatloaf is much simpler than stir-frying vegetables and stews.

When Gan Lai used her mace to hit a large piece of pork with three layers of meat, while Chu Yuan rounded his arms and kneaded the dough like clothes, a few hairs arrived.

Hou Ze entered the hospital with eight Maomao, followed by more than a dozen children, both old and young.

"Why did you bring them here?" Shui Mao Mao tilted his chin towards the dozen children.


Chapter completed!