"Zixun, listen to grandpa, haven't you always wanted to know your father? I'll ...... now."

"Senior, don't ......" Miao Yunchang wanted to stop him, because he was worried that Zixun would know that he was Japanese, and he was afraid that she would not be able to accept it for a while.

Ju Zixiao sighed: "She is ten years old, she should know her life experience!" Child, when others call you Qiu Xuanlong, they are deliberately concealing your identity, and your real name is Murakami Moyan. ”

"This ...... It's impossible! The little girl seemed very excited, unwilling to accept this unexpected change.

"Son, if you just don't want to accept it, I have to say it. Some people say that when you grow up, you will tell you who your parents are, and those teachers who teach you skills are not good people! Your father is a Japanese soldier, and your mother is a young lady from a large family. Back then, your mother resolutely married your father despite the opposition of her family, and the two of them were very affectionate and gave birth to you. When the Japanese army invaded China in large numbers, your father became a general and died on the battlefield in North China. After your mother found out, she committed suicide in a short time, she loves your father, but she is ashamed that she is sorry for her compatriots! Left you behind, and you were not sensible at that time. You were three years old when I met you. When you were seven years old, I took you out and started to wander the rivers and lakes, and it's been three years now. Child, your father and mother are gone, you ......"

"Say no more! I don't believe it! I don't listen! It's fake! The little girl dropped the chicken leg in her hand, covered her ears with both hands, and shook her head desperately, but tears flowed down her eyes.

At this time, Ju Zhenxiao's single eye also burst into tears.

When Miao Yunchang, Mo Bao, and Mu Yongqing heard this, they were also saddened in their hearts.

Seeing that the little master was crying sadly, Ah Huang also ran to her side as if sympathetically, rubbed her with his body, scratched his ears and squeaked twice.

"This kid is so pitiful!" Mo Bao sighed.

"Who's to say it isn't! In the final analysis, it is the Japanese who have made evil! Mu Yongqing shook his head, and he took a sip of wine.

Miao Yunchang didn't speak, but he felt helpless in his heart!

(To be supplemented)

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