At the same time, on this snowy day.

In a house made of broken wooden planks, there are four people.

The mother was lying on a shabby bed. The quilts and blankets on the ship were thin. But it was already the thickest garment they had in the house.

The wooden house had many gaps, and the cold wind blew through these cracks, piercing the skin like a knife.

The tallest man looked at his sons with blue noses and swollen faces, and at his wife who was lying on the hospital bed and had not improved for a long time.

I don't know how many times I began to regret it.

He walked to the corner and pulled out a phone bug from a drawer in the cabinet.

"Come, come, come..."The voice of the phone bug kept ringing.

Young Rosinandi was watching the fire, and he was going to boil a pot of hot water for his mother to drink.

Because his mother's illness was getting worse and worse, and her cough was getting worse and worse. If you drink a cup of hot water when you have a cough, the situation will be much better.

Little Rocindi was boiling hot water, and little Blonde Doflamingo followed his father to the corner of the room without saying a word.

Huo Minggu, who was focusing on the phone bug, didn't notice the little tail behind him. All he focused on was this little phone bug.

After only half a year away from the Holy Land, his wife fell seriously ill.

But, it is important to know that this disease is not serious in the first place! It only takes a few doses of medicine to drink, and it will be almost fine.

However, since they came here, since the identity of the original Tianlong people was revealed, everything has changed.

As soon as they took to the streets, countless civilians with various weapons punched and kicked him.

Even if you are lucky enough to go to the pharmacy, you can't get the medicine. The owner of the pharmacy simply wouldn't, and couldn't, sell him the medicine to cure the disease.

In fact, this disease is not serious, even if there is no medicine, you can get better if you take care of it every day.

But they couldn't even fulfill this little wish.

Every day, someone comes to insult them. The money they brought was burned down by the local residents along with their houses when the identity of the Tianlong people was discovered.

They simply did not have food with high nutritional value to restore his wife's body. What's more, he and his son, who go out every day to find something to eat, basically go out with minor injuries and come back with serious injuries.

And, even so, the food found was just some scraps. This kind of food did not help the child's mother at all, and more importantly, every time they came back scarred, the child's mother would always cry sadly when she cleaned the wounds of little Rosinandi and little Doflamingo.

Lack of medicinal herbs, leftovers eaten by others, little Nandy and little Dover covered in bruises, and people who are always malicious towards them, a whole country!

This series of factors added up to make his wife's illness worse and deeper, and even looked like it couldn't be done.

Huo Minggu looked at the dark blue phone bug, immersed in his own mind, he didn't notice that his eldest son, Doflamingo, had walked behind him and hid behind the curtain.

Behind the curtain is some clutter, and the function of the curtain is to separate the area of the family living and the clutter.

Little Doflamingo stood silently behind the curtain.

He was at a loss now, he didn't know what was going on, and he didn't know why those slaves, untouchables, were so bold as to attack him.

"Is what my father said true? We are no longer noble Dracos! ”

"No, it must not be like this! We only came to live in this country temporarily. And this country is not a member of the world government, so there is no army here to help us! ”

Countless thoughts swirled through young Doflamingo's mind.

However, at this time, the phone bug was connected.

Huo Minggu excitedly grabbed the handle of the phone bug, and little Doflamingo, who could only be behind the curtain, and his eyes behind the sunglasses lit up slightly!

"Charles Sheng, I'm Don Quixote Huo Minggu..."Huo Minggu said with a little excitement and nervousness, and told the phone bug.

It's just that before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by bursts of laughter and ruthlessness.

"Huo Minggu, Huo Minggu, you still know that your name is Huo Minggu now! People who don't deserve to have the word 'holy' at the end of their name are qualified to talk to me on the phone! As he spoke, there was a beeping busy tone from the phone bug.

The person on the other side has already hung up the phone.

Huo Minggu looked at the phone bug in a daze, a little dazed.

At this time, the wife's heart-rending cough was heard again in the room.

Huo Minggu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, picked up the phone again, and made another call.

"Come on, come on!" This time, the phone was answered quickly, and it can be said that the phone bug just rang, and it was picked up by the person on the other end of the phone bug.

"Don Quixote Homingu.... Saint? A somewhat old voice sounded, he recognized Huo Minggu's identity, just calling him suitable, and after several hesitations, he politely added the word 'saint' to the end.

"Mr. Five Old Stars, I gave up my identity as a Tianlong person and gave up my identity as the team leader, I will not regret it!"

"But my wife, my son, can you...."

"Can't!"

Before Huo Minggu's words of prayer were finished, he was resolutely interrupted by the five old stars.

"At the beginning, you voluntarily gave up the noble identity of the Tianlong people, but now you can't live anymore, and you want to come back, what do you think of the identity of the descendants of our gods?"

"The Don Quixote family now has the perfect heir, and you who have abandoned the dignity of God are not worthy to set foot in Mary Joy again!"

"I..."

After saying what he was going to say, the old five old stars hung up the phone mercilessly.

"Doot, doot, dood..."

The handle of the phone bug slipped weakly from Huo Minggu's hand, this kind man who advocated equality for all felt so powerless for the first time.

Huo Minggu knelt on the ground, his head bent on his arm and cried silently.

Little Doflamingo behind the curtain heard it all clearly.

At the age of eight, he suddenly began to understand everything.

Why, he couldn't buy slaves again; Why he can no longer eat delicious food specially prepared by the chef; Why, when he passed through the streets, he was no longer prostrateged, but incessantly invused and beaten.

Why, when he clamored to go back to Mary Joya, his father always smiled and touched his head without speaking.

And now, all this, he understood, it turned out to be a stupid father who gave up all this, gave up his natural high position!

Resentment, resentment, complex emotions arise in his mind.

However, little Doflamingo immediately banished the thought of saying this.

Although he insulted slaves and looked down on commoners, he still had great respect for his father.

The resentment was subjectively dispelled by little Doflamingo, but the seed had been planted.

No one knows what kind of buds, what kind of leaves will grow, and what kind of fruit will be produced by this seed irrigated by the spring water called emotion!