After hearing Sun Hao's answer, Zhou Ziyang's expression did not ease at all, and even became more solemn.
Mu Qianqian looked at Zhou Ziyang with some concern, "Ziyang, what's wrong with you?"
Mu Qianqian really didn’t understand why Zhou Ziyang reacted like this.
Wouldn’t it be better to have more people?
The more people there are, the more it proves that there are more survivors in Zhou Ziyang's family.
Shouldn't this be a happy thing?
Zhou Ziyang's face turned pale, and after his lips twitched a few times, he finally found his voice.
"My family...is not very big. All my relatives together only have about 10 to 20 people. We have been doing custom-made things because we don't have enough manpower and can't handle it.
What's more, we don't have a huge demand for money. We only take on some private customizations and do a slow and careful job. The money we earn is enough for us.
But you said before that you saw quite a few clothes, and these were just the ones on display, and you don’t know how many more were not on display.
In the past, when everything was more convenient and developed, my family couldn't make many clothes. Now that conditions have changed, the quantity is so large...
Haozi just said that I have many family members. I suspect that the Zhou family members mentioned now are not just my family members. "
After listening to Zhou Ziyang's series of words, Mu Qianqian felt a little confused.
Mu Qianqian blinked her eyes full of doubt, "But didn't you say before that only people in your family knew about the mark on the clothes?"
“That’s what I find strange…”
Zhou Ziyang was completely puzzled, his brows were furrowed so tightly that he could have pinched a fly to death.
Sun Hao had been listening to them quietly. At first, there was some confusion on his face, but as he listened, he finally understood what was going on.
Sun Hao's brain was working rapidly, and after a long while he raised his hand weakly, "There is one more thing, I am not sure..."
Nan Ci looked towards Sun Hao. "What's the matter? Just tell me.
It’s already come to this point, there’s no need to keep it a secret.”
"No, no, no!" Sun Hao waved his hands repeatedly, "I don't mean to keep you in suspense, but I'm not too sure.
I once happened to meet someone from the Zhou family, and they don’t look much like him.”
The "he" that Sun Hao mentioned was naturally Zhou Ziyang.
Hearing this, Nan Ci also became serious, "Are you sure?"
The old Taoist priest nodded repeatedly, "Confirmed. To be honest, it's not just not very similar, it's not similar at all."
If they are a family, even if they are cousins, there will be some similarities to some extent.
But Sun Hao said that the Zhou family members he had met did not resemble Zhou Ziyang at all.
How is this possible?
Zhou Ziyang also shook his head in disbelief, "This is impossible, everyone in my family looks a bit similar, when outsiders see us, they all say we look alike, we look like a family.
The person you are talking about doesn't look like me at all, he is definitely not a member of the Zhou family!"
Zhou Ziyang was extremely confident, and his voice became much more serious.
"But...but...he did claim to be the young master of the Zhou family!" Sun Hao was also puzzled, but still said, "And I also heard the people next to him calling him Young Master Zhou, and said that their family's weaving technology is excellent and can make such good clothes. He did not deny it, but was very proud of it." (End of this chapter)
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