"Do you have something to do?" Dabao picked up the tea and took a sip.

Wu Xiu felt a little chilled in his heart, and he hugged and clasped his fists at him: "I've disturbed the eldest son to watch the show, the young man will take his leave." He stood up, took a few steps, and looked back.

Seeing that Master Lu was staring at the audience with an interest on his face, he shouted from time to time, and then clapped his hands and threw silver below the audience.

Wu Xiu turned around and left the teahouse.

Walking in a daze on the street, when the cool breeze blows, people will wake up.

Even if he is Zhigao, what can he do now? What can he do for him?

Do you want him to die overestimate his ability? Sister and brother-in-law, do you really want to see such a scene?

Wu Xiu shook his head and laughed, and walked away with great strides.

After the martial arts cultivator left, Dabao collapsed.

He lay his head on the table and didn't get up for a long time.

The storyteller on the first floor had finished speaking, thanked the curtain, returned to the venue, and finished the curtain again. Dabao then raised his head from the table.

His eyes were red and he rushed out of the theater.

He walked quickly towards home. He returned to the mansion and went straight to Su Qingma's yard.

"Why did you come back so early?" The two sons finally escaped from Qing Yang and said they wanted to play hard on the street for a day. How long did they come back?

As soon as Su Qingma finished speaking, she saw Dabao not saying a word, walked towards her quickly, threw herself into her arms, and hugged her tightly.

Su Qingma froze. When Dabao grew up, she rarely threw herself into her arms like this and expressed her affection for her.

When she reported it, she hurriedly hugged her son. Just as she was about to speak, Dabao was already sobbing. Su Qingma was shocked.

Seeing that Dabao was holding her tightly, he didn't even speak, but hugged him and stroked him.

What happened? Dabao rarely leaked his emotions, unlike Xiaobao, who showed his joy, anger, sorrow and happiness in front of his parents. She could tell at a glance that Xiaobao was happy or unhappy.

But Dabao, as he grew up, he was getting more and more restrained.

"mother."

"Well, Mom is here. It's okay, nothing happens. With Mom is here, Dad is here, your brother is here, Xiaoqi is here, our family is here, we are here, we are here, we are here, we are here, it's okay."

Dabao was comforted and finally calmed down. He helped Su Qingma sit down. He knelt down in front of his mother, lying on Su Qingma's knees.

Su Qingma didn't ask anything, she just stroked his hair, removed his hair crown, untied his hair bun, used her hands as a comb to help him comb his scalp, and then and then.

Dabao was very comfortable being caressed by his mother. He sat tilted to the ground and found a more comfortable position to lie on his mother's knees.

After a while, he said, "Mom, I saw someone today. He said I look very similar to his sister and brother-in-law..."

Su Qingma paused her subordinates.

Dabao said again: "He said that they died miserably, and their family was miserable, and said that there was my home in the north, and asked me why I didn't go and take it back..."

Su Qingma knew that Dabao must have remembered the past. The child was in a state of turmoil.

Su Qingma remembered that when she picked him up, the child was only five years old. She asked her calmly, were all those entourage dead? She nodded to him, and there was fire and hatred in her eyes.

Later she told him that he would call him Lu Weizhao from now on. He asked her if she would not take revenge?

She still remembers Dabao's appearance at that time.

Like a little beast, abandoned by his family alone in the world, he is alone. Loneliness and lovely.

Since the age of five, she has always felt sorry for her, hoping that he can forget the past and live happily with their family.

Unexpectedly, someone aroused his memories buried deep in his heart.

Su Qingma continued to move his subordinates, and asked him while moving: "Where is Dabao, I want to know what Dabao is thinking."

"Wu Quanzhong is dead, and his father said that the Liang Dynasty is about to perish."

"Well. Now that the forces in various places are in vain, it is not only Jin that wants to compete for the Central Plains regime. The old dynasty should have some fans..."

Dabao hugged Su Qingma's knees tightly.

"Mom, I don't want to be someone else's puppet, I just want to be with my parents and beside my younger brothers and sisters. Our family is happy, I don't want to think about the past. I was not happy at all before. It was because I met my mother that I had a home and lived happily, and I didn't want to go back to Chang'an at all..."

"Then I won't go back."

"But I am like this, are you unfaithful and unfilial? Can I really do nothing?" Dabao burst into tears on Su Qingma's knees.

Su Qingma was full of heartache.

"You follow your heart and then measure the pros and cons. No matter how you do it, your mother supports you. But my mother wants to tell you that you are only fourteen years old now. Are you sure you can bear these things?"

Dabao shook his head: "Mom, I don't want to think about those."

"Then don't think about it, don't do anything. You don't have the ability to turn your hands around and turn your hands around and make rain."

"I know. I don't want others to destroy our current life."

"Then don't let others destroy it."

Su Qingma stroked him and said, "Dabao, you have to remember that from the moment my mother picked you up, you were my mother's own son, and your father also regarded you as his own son. Your younger brother and sister also regarded you as your elder brother, you are the child of the Lu family. Three years ago, your grandfather also recorded your name in the ancestral brochure. Do you remember? Don't think about those things now, just be your eldest son Lu happily."

"Um."

In the room, the mother and son were talking and talking.

Outside the house, Lu Bocheng's heart was already stirring up a lot of turmoil. Is his eldest son a descendant of the previous dynasty?

Why hasn't my wife ever told him?

Why didn't the lady tell him?

Are you afraid that he will make money with Dabao's life experience? Does the lady don't trust him?

Lu Bocheng's heart was floating for a while and then down, and he was floating without a stop. He was shocked and puzzled, and he was a little disappointed. He was mixed with all kinds of feelings, and he couldn't say what he felt inside.

Dabao was comforted by his mother and became much better. He returned to his yard.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw my father sitting in his room.

"father?"

Lu Bocheng looked at this son steadily. He treated him as his own son, raised him like Xiaobao and loved him. Only today did he realize that this child still has this identity.

Lu Bocheng wanted to pretend that he didn't know, but he couldn't help it.

The lady was soft-hearted and had a motherly heart, but since he knew it, he could not think it was okay.

He wanted to block the troubles outside for her, so that she could live a peaceful and comfortable life in the back house.

"Dad heard the conversation between you and your mother in the house."

"father!"

Dabao's heart was beating.
Chapter completed!