Wei Chengyi and Hou Ze finally had a "solid" fight.

Xiaobao watched it perfectly from beginning to end.

Xiao Sining carried Shui Maomao back first, and Shui Maomao let him do what he wanted like a wooden man. He sat down when he was asked to sit down and took a rest when he was asked to, but he just didn't move and didn't say anything.

Xiaobao waited until Wei Chengyi and Hou Ze finished fighting, then dragged the two of them back to the backyard of the inn, where they were led to wash their hands. They were both beaten like dirt monkeys.

While they were taking a shower and changing clothes, Xiao Sining sat in the courtyard, looking at Shui Maomao, and asking Xiaobao about the status of the battle between the two of them.

"Don't mention it!" Xiaobao said, and even curled his lips: "The scolding will make you feel aggressive, and the beating will make you feel affectionate!"

Xiao Sining: "...What?!"

Xiaobao explained: "Wei Chengyi scolded Hou Ze for lacking a father, and Hou Ze scolded Wei Chengyi for being beaten. Then, Wei Chengyi avoided Hou Ze's injured leg and only hit Hou Ze on the shoulder. Hou Ze was lame and insisted on slapping him.

He said that he was venting his anger on Maomao's behalf!"

What’s all this!

While the two were talking, they peeked at Shui Maomao's reaction, but Shui Maomao just lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, Hou Ze came out first, washed himself, but still limping. He came over and sat on the edge of the water fur, and said softly: "Little old man, you should be happy, your son is here to see you."

He said a little sadly: "I can no longer be your son, the real master has come."

While he was talking, he saw Shui Maomao's torn turban on the edge of the table leg, so he picked it up, took it in his hand, beat the dust a few times, and handed it to Shui Maomao.

This time Shui Maomao reacted, and he suddenly panicked and brushed his head with his hands. He was shocked to realize that he didn't even hide the soft and fine white hair.

During these days, I came to play with Xiaobao from time to time. I relaxed and didn't shave my scalp. My hair has grown several inches long. In addition, the weather is hot. As long as there are no outsiders, I will take off my turban.

He usually wraps his head because it covers a lot of his eyebrows, making people less aware of his skin color and causing less trouble.

But he was also feeling aggrieved, having lived like a rat crossing the street for most of his life.

Mainly for the sake of his children, he is not in good health now and does not dare to fight and kill like before, lest the children fight for him.

They were all poor children, and they treated him as their father and grandfather, and he didn't want to cause any trouble for them.

However, my own son saw me like this. He saw me!

Drunk, exposed, crying and howling, not looking like an old man, all the misery was seen by my son!

Shui Maomao hurriedly put the turban on her head, her hands trembling. The more anxious she was, the worse it became. The more anxious she became, the more anxious she became.

Wei Chengyi had actually finished cleaning up a long time ago, but he hid in the room and refused to come out. He stood sideways by the window, hiding his figure with the wall, but couldn't help but look at Shui Maomao's panic.

Like him, he didn't know how to face it.

Hou Ze quickly stood up and wanted to help Shui Maomao wrap the turban, but Shui Maomao seemed to be unaware of the presence of people around him and was still busy with his own business.

Wei Chengyi's eyes were wet, and he couldn't bear it anymore. He walked out quickly, holding a hat with an empty top and only a brim in his hand.

Standing in front of Shui Maomao, Shui Maomao stopped for a moment, then put his hand on his head, lowered his head, and blocked his son's view of him with his elbow.

Wei Chengyi gently grabbed his hand, put it down, took the turban in his hand, carefully wiped the sweat from his hair, and then put the empty hat on him.

"Wear this to keep cool," Wei Chengyi said, his voice hoarse: "Don't shave your hair anymore, keep it to block the sun."

Xiaobao suddenly felt like crying.

So he cried, very seriously, because the father and son were just one step away, and he had to help.

"Daddy! Wow, wow, wow..." Xiaobao raised his neck and cried to the sky: "Everyone has a father, why don't I... wuwuwuwuwu!"

When Xiaobao was howling, for some reason, tears really flowed down the corners of his eyes and rushed into his hair like a river.

Hou Ze couldn't bear it anymore. He squatted on the ground, wrapped his arms around his knees, buried his face in them, and his shoulders shook.

Not only does he have no father, he also has no mother, he is an abandoned May 5th!

Wei Chengyi came back to his senses, looked back at Xiaobao, and felt helpless: He had just mustered up so much courage, but he was disturbed!

Walking up to Xiaobao and looking down at him, who was crying up to the sky with his eyes closed, Wei Chengyi stared at his wet hair and said, "I can't find your father, but your mother has found him."

"Hiccup!" Xiaobao cried and stopped crying: "What did you say?"

"I said, I found your mother!" Wei Chengyi said.

Shui Maomao finally raised her head and asked, "Isn't Chu Qing him...?"

None of Xiao Sining and the others knew that Xiaobao was not Chu Qing's "biological" son, so they all came over in surprise when they heard this.

Wei Chengyi told Xiaobao seriously: "Chu Qing is your mother!"

Xiao Baomu stared at him blankly and said nothing.

Wei Chengyi continued: "You were sold by your uncle and auntie when you were half a year old. The people who bought you were the owner and his wife of Zhangji Restaurant in Kushui Town;

They sold you on the front foot, and then sold your mother on the back foot. She was cheaper than you, you were worth twenty taels, and your mother was worth five taels;

Your mother was going to be sold to Dong Lun Kingdom as a servant, but she found an opportunity to escape halfway and fled to Kushui Town for several months;

At that time, your mother was penniless and living on the street. When she saw that Zhang Ji Restaurant was looking for a cook, she accepted the job and settled down;

You were too young at that time, so you may not even remember it. Later, your mother was bullied by that couple and kicked out, so you followed her. You should have an impression of what happened after that."

"Oh." Xiaobao's neck felt sore and he lowered his head back.

Wei Chengyi was surprised by Xiaobao's reaction. Xiaobao was very calm, as if he was listening to other people's stories.

He tilted his head and looked at Shui Maomao: "Your son is very boring when he talks. You can teach him better later."

Shui Maomao: "..."

Wei Chengyi: "..."

Wei Chengyi didn't believe that Xiaobao wasn't excited, and his tone became more serious: "Chu Qing is your biological mother, and you followed your biological mother based on your intuition. It's your fate!"

Xiaobao glanced at him sideways with disgust: "Why are you so excited! My mother kissed me, but she kissed me! I am the child that my mother wanted to snatch back from the wolf's mouth at the risk of her life! Did it come from her belly?

It was drilled out, what’s the big deal?!”

"Wow..." Hou Ze howled.

He is the most pitiful. His biological parents abandoned him and Shui Maomao did not want him.

Wei Chengyi went over and kicked him. Hou Ze's leg had already been injured by Wei Chengyi's throw, and he fell to the ground after this kick.

Wei Chengyi took out an oil paper bag from his arms and handed it over: "Here!"

Hou Ze's eyes were blurred with tears and he couldn't see clearly, so he asked: "What?"

Wei Chengyi stuffed it into his arms: "Take it!"

Hou Ze opened the oil paper bag, and inside was an envelope. When he opened the envelope again, inside was...a stack of banknotes!

Hou Ze was furious, jumped up, and shouted: "What do you mean? Tell me to get away? No need! You don't need to spend money!"

Hou Ze threw the envelope on Wei Chengyi's face: "I won't steal my father from you! You don't have to drive me away! I stay here because of the little old man, not you!"

Wei Chengyi was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips, put the banknote half out of the envelope back in, and still stuffed it into Hou Ze's arms. Hou Ze struggled, but Wei Chengyi restrained his arms hard and asked him to hold the envelope against his chest.

.

Wei Chengyi said: "This is my savings over the years. I have to go back and pay it back... When I am away, you take good care of me... our dad!"

"Ugh..." This time it was Shuimao Mao.


Chapter completed!