Although she never agreed to accept Ji Qing as her disciple, Jimo taught her how to control her mental power. For more than a long month, she personally demonstrated and guided her training every day.

Feng Shu had excellent understanding and progressed rapidly. Even so, he trained hard. Even if he was deeply inspired, he was full of energy every day. Not only did he pursue his studies, but he was always focused on training. Even when he was eating, his situation was much better than before. When he arrived at Yuelan Star, the little guy had become much more rounded and his whole body looked full of vitality.

"Dad, why can't I see Yue Lanhua? I'm almost exhausted, it smells so bad here."

Jiqing took turns pinching his nose with both hands and carefully picked up empty space in the garbage dump.

They have been landing for most of the day. In order to allow Jiqing to better understand He Qing's mood when he walked these roads, Jimo proposed to walk, but Feng Shu naturally had no objection. Along the way, the little guy failed to see the beautiful scenery he had imagined countless times, and soon became exhausted.

"Your mother and your aunt were born on Yuelan Star back then. They have been with garbage since childhood. Although these things are broken, dirty, dirty and smelly, almost everyone on this planet lives on them."

In order to adapt to his son's pace, Jimo walked slowly, and from time to time he would point out a certain place, what did He Qing do, what did she say, and what kind of posture and expression she was when she said those words.

Feng Shu listened very seriously, and his steps were not slow until he stopped beside a few raised rocks.

"Just Qing, there are grandmothers who are you and Feng Shu, who are buried here, that is, your mother's mother. The real name is unknown. It is said that everyone around them calls her A Feng. Your mother's name is He Qing, she is her sister, and her twin sister who loves her very much. Her sister is He Jie, which is Miss Feng's mother."

"But I just want my mother, and don't want others to be my mother."

Jiqing understood his father's intentions and was about to cry.

Seeing this, Feng Shu suddenly felt deeply missing Feng Shengzhe. Her fat son always likes to flatter him when he is wronged, and he has been criticized by Jun Lin for this.

Since that attempt to attack Jimo's protective wall, Junlin has disappeared. I don't know if the people under his command can't break the defense and are helpless, or if he doesn't want to pay attention to her anymore, he just fights to the end.

It’s not a sincere marriage, but it really makes the child feel embarrassed?

She got married in a confused manner. If she had no regrets at all, it would be a lie. But as soon as she thought that her fat son finally got his father's joy as she wished, she felt that it was necessary to follow her brother's advice.

As long as the little guy grows up, he can clearly realize that both parents welcome him to the world from the bottom of their hearts, then this nameless marriage is worth it.

"Mom, mom, do you think I'm making trouble?"

Jiqing shook her hand vigorously, recalling her mind.

"Um?"

"Dad didn't let me call me mom, saying that this was disrespectful to my grandmother and disrespect to my mother and aunt."

Although he didn't want to admit it, under Jimo's eyes, the little guy still squeezed out the word "mother".

Feng Shu squatted down and looked him in the eyes.

"No, I just think it's strange, why do you have to call me my mother? You clearly understand now that I am not the one who gave birth to you, right? According to blood, I am your closest cousin. You should call me my sister like Feng Yun. Do you think I'm not good to Feng Yun?"

Jiqing shook his head, "I don't know."

He had never seen Feng Yun.

Feng Shu opened his personal terminal and showed him the video. It was all about the daily life of the siblings and Feng Shengzhe. Out of the idea of ​​letting his grandmother, who was in blood, take a look, she clicked to share and let the picture fall in mid-air.

She told stories to her nephew and uncle, made pastries together, took walks, studied, played snowball fights, and went out to travel together, and everything was gone until she stepped onto the Pole Star.

She did not put any fragments of life in Jun's family.

In fact, she rarely shoots videos at Jun's house. She doesn't shoot herself, and she doesn't let Feng Yun shoot them much.

Zhiqing finished watching from beginning to end, his shoulders drooped completely and he was about to cry. "Mom, I have never eaten the pastry you made, nor have I ever played snowball fights with my mother. If you help my brother take a bath, you won't help me wash it."

She blinked and realized after a while that the younger brother he said was not Feng Yun, but Feng Shengzhe.

The implication is that she should be regarded as her mother by herself.

"Look, Jiqing, Feng Yun is my younger brother, I will like him as much as I like Feng Shengzhe. If you call me sister, I will like you like you call me mother. The name is not a problem, do you understand?"

Ji Qing didn't understand, and tears fell down.

"You only help your younger brother take a bath, and never help your uncle wash. I don't want to be a younger brother like my uncle. I want to sleep with my mother every day like my younger brother."

Jimo felt a headache for his son's stubbornness.

"Just Qing, even if you call her mother, you can't sleep with her every day. She will only sleep with her husband. She is Feng Shengzhe's father. You want to call Jun Si Uncle or cousin's husband's man."

The little guy wiped tears with the back of his hand, and the more he wiped his tears, the harder he fell. Seeing Feng Shu was silent, he burst into tears with a "wow" sound, and soon he vomited, and vomited all the food clean.

After finally cleaning it again, Feng Shu hugged him and walked slowly around the pile of rocks. Jimo followed him not far or near.

Just now, Ji Qing cursed swearing for the first time in his life, waved his hands angrily, calling his father a bad guy, and letting him go away.

"Mom, can you let your younger brother call him dad, 'Dad'? In that case, I will be my mother's son, my younger brother, and I don't want to be my mother's younger brother."

The little guy made his request clearly. Feng Shu just touched his head, not saying it well, nor saying it was bad. Looking at the messy and dirty desolate scenery around him, his eyes were dim and unclear.

"Good luck makes people dominate the world, and people use their own fortune to make things happen. My mother always thought she was an orphan, but she didn't expect that one day, as her daughter, I would be able to come to where she was born.

On the garbage star, if it were not for chance, few people could escape. Zhiqing, although our mothers were unfortunate, they were still lucky compared to most people who could not leave for the rest of their lives. Although there was luck, what was more valuable was that even if they were young, they never gave up their hope of survival.

After their grandmother passed away, they worked hard every day until they finally waited for redemption. In a better environment, the two sisters also continued to love life and work hard.

If one day we fall into an unimaginable harsh situation, can we be like our mothers?"
Chapter completed!