Ji Changying, a walking plant encyclopedia, was targeted by a research base for her outstanding abilities. It took two years and ten masters to finally capture her, but she retaliated by blowing up...
Zhou Yidao brought his men in and drove Zhou Huaijin and the others out.
When Ji Changying saw her grandfather walking in with his men, looking so complicated, she had a premonition.
What is coming will come.
As soon as Zhou An and his friends entered the room, they began to look at Zhou's appearance carefully.
It was the first time they looked at their sister's appearance so carefully.
After watching it, their eyes couldn't help but become a little dim. The younger sister really looked different from them, and was much prettier than the people in their Zhou family.
Zhou felt itchy all over when her brothers looked at her, and she couldn't help but feel angry.
“Bang!”
She slammed her hand on the table: "Don't you know me or what? Why are you all looking at me like that?"
The table fell apart with a clatter, and Zhou An and the others looked at each other with even more complex expressions.
My younger sister is even naturally stronger than them. How come I didn’t notice these differences before?
Seeing Zhou about to get angry again, Ji Changying quickly grabbed her hand and said, "Mom, don't pat this kang. If it gets ruined, we won't have anywhere to sit."
Zhou Yidao glanced at Ji Fengshou coldly, and he stood up instantly: "Dad, big brother, second brother, third brother, fourth brother, you are back! Come on, come on, sit down."
Ji Fengshou stepped forward and asked Zhou Yidao and Zhou Liushi to sit in the main seats.
Zhou Yidao sat down without any Tai Chi tricks and asked Zhou directly:
"I'm glad you came today. I heard from your mother that you're a little curious about your own life experience?"
"I'm not curious, but I want to find out what's going on. Some time ago, men in black broke into my house in the middle of the night and rummaged through things. Ah Ying said it might be related to my life experience."
Facing her parents and brother, Zhou was in a relatively relaxed state, saying whatever came to her mind.
This instantly diverted Zhou Yidao's attention. He looked at Ji Changying and asked, "How do you know it's related to your mother's background?"
Ji Changying found it difficult to answer this question, after all, the matter involved too many things.
From the inferences made by Prince Ping and Zhongli Zhou, it can be concluded that her mother's life experience was most likely related to the palace.
Why did Nanny Liu send people to the Ji family to look for something and kill people to silence them?
She couldn't think of anything else except this.
Seeing Ji Changying's face was a little tangled, Zhou Yidao did not ask any more questions, but instead talked about something else: "Yue'er, you are indeed not your parents' biological child."
Zhou's expression was calm: "When I first asked my mother and she didn't pick up a stick to hit me, I thought of it."
The Zhou couple fell silent for a moment.
It was so sudden that Zhou Liushi's behavior was completely different from usual, and she didn't even notice it herself.
"Dad! What's going on?" Zhou Ye asked anxiously.
Zhou Yidao then slowly spoke: "Back then..."
After Zhou Liu became pregnant with Zhou Ye, she dreamed that she was carrying a girl, and the old couple was very happy.
After all, the couple already had three sons, and they were really envious when they saw other people's daughters caring for their parents and embroidering purses and sewing clothes.
After having that dream, Zhou Liu went to the Qingyang Temple on the nearby Shuangyang Mountain to burn incense whenever she had nothing to do, so as to pray to God for blessing her with a girl.
It happened on that day last week. The two had just finished burning incense and were preparing to take a shortcut home.
The road is deep and narrow, and no one usually walks on it unless they are in a hurry.
As a result, that day, halfway up Shuangyang Mountain, the two men witnessed with their own eyes a carriage with servants stumbling along the road.
Just as Zhou Liu was about to step forward to remind them that they had gone astray, she saw a man in black holding a long mask chasing after them and killing them all.
Before she died, the hostess of the house held her sleeping child under her body to prevent the child from making any sound, and she was stabbed to death from behind by the man in black.
"I don't know if the man in black missed something or what, but he counted the number of people and left. I covered your mother's mouth tightly so she didn't dare to make a sound, but she was already terrified and her stomach started to hurt..."
Zhou Yidao was so scared that he wanted to pick up Zhou Liu and go back to the Taoist temple, but he didn't dare to move because of the stomach pain.
He was planning to go to the Taoist temple and call for help, but Zhou Liu grabbed his sleeve and said, "The child... that child..."
Zhou Yidao understood Zhou Liushi's meaning almost instantly: "It's already this late, why are you still meddling in other people's business!"
Zhou Yidao was so anxious that sweat covered his forehead and he was about to leave.
"To accumulate merit... just take a look, just one look..."
Thinking that she was about to give birth prematurely and would not know whether she would die or not, Zhou Liu wanted to accumulate blessings for herself.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yidao gritted his teeth, ran over, closed his eyes, and pushed the adult aside. Then he looked at the child on the ground, whose face was already blue and purple.
When Zhou Yidao really saw the child, he couldn't bear it, so he picked up the child and patted him gently. Unexpectedly, the child actually let out a weak cry.
Zhou Yidao's face lit up with joy. He put the child in Zhou Liu's arms, then picked him up and ran towards the Taoist temple.
On the way, Zhou Liu's stomach hurt more and more, and she gave birth before she even reached the Taoist temple entrance.
She gave birth to a boy, and the one she held in her arms was a girl.
"When your father saw me being born, he immediately went to the Taoist temple to call for help. At that moment, I decided that both of my children were mine. I gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl."
Zhou Liu looked at Zhou calmly and said, "Because I don't know who your family's enemy is, and I don't know if he will come back to find me, so I made the decision privately."
"There was a jade pendant with your swaddling clothes. Your father didn't dare show it to anyone, so he burned the swaddling clothes and took the jade pendant away. When he got home, he copied down the words on the jade pendant and asked someone about it. It was the word 'moon', so we named you Zhou Yue."
Zhou grinned, "So, I must have been very cute when I was little, otherwise my parents wouldn't have wanted to raise me the moment they saw me!"
The old couple's brows softened suddenly, and Zhou Yidao snorted, "He looks like a purple eggplant, not even as good-looking as a monkey!"
Zhou was dissatisfied: "Then why are you still raising me? You just love me!"
Seeing her like this, Zhou Liushi breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll bring the jade pendant for you to see."
After a while, she came over with a handkerchief. When she opened it, she saw a crescent-shaped piece of white jade inside. The whole jade pendant was naturally white and flawless, with delicate and soft texture and a warm feel. After so many years, it still looked crystal clear.
"This is the jade pendant. When I was fleeing from my hometown, I kept it close to me for fear of losing it. Later, all the other things in my house were gone, but this one was hidden so well that no one stole it."
Even during the most difficult times at home, the old couple never thought of selling this thing for money.
Ji Changying reached out and picked up the jade pendant and looked at it against the light. On the crescent-shaped jade pendant, there was a word "Yue" engraved in the corner.
Ji Changying glanced at his grandfather in surprise: "This Yue is different from my mother's Yue!"
Zhou Yidao took it and looked at it: "It's the same! They look almost the same anyway!"
For a person who can't read a single word, it's good enough that he can copy it down, he can't expect it to be exactly the same.