But North and North are different. He is only five years old after all.
Too young.
"Xiao Beichen." Beibei finally told the truth.
Zhan Beihan's eyes shrank slightly: "Your surname is Xiao? Which Xiao?"
"Xiao with the word "cao"."
"Who gave you the name?" Zhan Beihan asked immediately.
Beibei: "It was taken by my mother."
Zhan Beihan followed closely: "Who is your surname?"
Beibei: "..."
He is young, but he is not stupid.
Zhan Beihan urgently asked, so he noticed the strangeness, so he subconsciously lied: "Of course it's my father's surname!"
"Your father's surname?" At that moment, Zhan Beihan was a little difficult to describe his mood.
It seemed as if a hanging stone suddenly fell down.
An inexplicable sense of weightlessness.
He quickly reacted and asked quietly: "Where is your dad?"
Xiao Lingyue had already confessed to Beibei for this issue. Beibei said without hesitation: "I'm dead, my mother said I'm a posthumous child, and my father's grave grass is taller than me."
Zhan Beihan: "..."
This answer sounds so familiar, it's just right to what Chen Wan said.
He doubted whether the mother and son were playing tricks on him.
Zhan Beihan changed his question: "Where is your father from? How did he die? Where is the grave buried?"
Three questions arose, and Beibei looked at him in a different way.
Han Han kicked him unbearably: "Don't go too far!"
Zhan Beihan: "?"
"Beibei has no father, so he is already very sad. You deliberately sprinkle salt on his wounds. What's there to ask about?" Han Han said angrily.
Zhan Beihan was stunned.
Beibei lowered his head as if he was good, and looked like "I am very sad and I am very depressed."
Han Han glared at his father angrily: "Look, Beibei is about to cry sadly!"
Zhan Beihan: "..."
He looked at Beibei with a smile: "Okay, I won't ask about this question, change it. Where did you and your mother live before?"
"My mother and I live in the same valley, and I don't know where it is, because I am in poor health and rarely go out." Beibei said reluctantly.
"What kind of valley? What's the climate?"
"It's just an ordinary valley with a good scenery. My mother planted a lot of bamboo, which is warmer than outside." Beibei answered cautiously.
Zhan Beihan's sword eyebrows frowned slightly.
This description is too broad. I don’t know how many such valleys are in China, and it’s like looking for a needle in a haystack.
It seems that if you want to indirectly investigate Chen Wan and his son's identity from the residence of her, this road cannot be understood.
Zhan Beihan gave up decisively. He asked the last one, which was the question he most doubted: "Why do you need to wear a mask?"
Beibei's back hair stood up again, feeling a strong feeling of uneasiness.
Han Han said first: "I know! Because Beibei had rashes on his face and could not see the wind, he kept wearing a mask."
Zhan Beihan looked at Beibei with unknown meaning: "Tell the truth."
"That's why." Beibei looked at him calmly, "Is there any problem?"
"Oh, a rash." Zhan Beihan curled his lips, "Then you take off your mask and show it to me." Popular 『』 This chapter has been completed!