Chapter 53: Confessing the Thief as a Father
Mingyun looked like nothing had happened.
Mature makes people panic.
The first one to panic was Yunmi.
She sat on a high seat and watched her son accept everyone's praise, neither humble nor arrogant, smile when he should smile, and remain silent when he should be silent.
If he is now eighteen or nineteen years old, Yun Mi believes it.
But in fact, he was just a sad three-year-old child.
"I think it's better to be stupid."
The wine in Yunmi's cup had long been replaced with water, but on his face, he looked like he wanted to borrow wine to kill his sorrows.
"I knew that I was stupid and didn't tell him the meaning of that data, so he might not be able to understand it after a lifetime of research."
Yun Mi whispered to Yan Wugui complaining.
She felt that she was quite smart, but in front of Mingyun, she felt that she was not only stupid, but also naΓ―ve.
Who knew that he would be able to solve such a large number of things when he got so many broken words, and she compared them for several days, but she didn't understand them. Could it be that she is not as good as a three-year-old child?
Mingyun is not very good at using chopsticks, he uses it with difficulty with his two hands, and he can't add a dish with chopsticks for a long time, so Quan Sheng, who was serving on the side, hurriedly put what he wanted to eat into the spoon and handed it over. Mingyun glanced at him, took a bite while everyone was not paying attention, and squinted his eyes, as if he was a hungry cat.
Yan Wugui didn't know how to comfort a mother who was missing for a broken day.
He didn't expect that his son had been staring at Chu since he was a child, and it was actually to memorize data.
For a while, he felt that his son was really extraordinary.
Mingyun's fingers kept opening and closing in places that no one could see, and his eyebrows frowned and released as his fingers changed.
He looked at his father and mother in the hall and lowered his eyes silently.
He didn't tell them.
He saw the end of his parents and his own end in Chu Buxiu.
They will all die.
Died at the hands of Chu Buxiu.
Mingyun looked at Chu Bu and smiled, toasting to his parents from afar, looking like a good person.
The missing place in the middle of Chu Buxiu's data code is extremely critical, and Mingyun can't understand what makes an upright person make such a decision overnight.
He didn't dare to tell Yun Mi or anyone else about the findings of such research.
If the current Chu Buxiu didn't have such an idea, because he accelerated such an ending, he couldn't bear it.
Mingyun suddenly hated why he was curious about this.
Obviously, he can completely pretend not to know.
But fate probably just makes people like that.
From the moment he became curious about the unusual things in this world, the path was doomed.
Yun Mi found that Mingyun was a little strange these days.
He didn't stare at his notebook anymore, and even abandoned the notebook that had always been precious.
Yun Mi looked down at him and looked out the window in a daze, Taifu's tasks he can always be familiar with and complete at an astonishing speed, so most of the time Mingyun is always idle.
"What's going on lately?"
When Yun Mi walked up to him, Ming Yun hadn't recovered yet.
He turned his head blankly, looked at Yun Mi for a while, and said, "Don't you want to send me to Chu Buxiu's side?" Why don't you let him be my wife? Those things in books mean nothing to me. β
"Why did you say this all of a sudden?"
Ming Yun didn't answer, took out a small bag from under the table and said, "I've already packed it." β
"I didn't mean to send you away."
"But you always have to leave me, don't you?"
Mingyun repeated her thoughts about Yan Wugui at the beginning, and said: "Anyway, they are all people who are leaving, so it's better to find me a better backer." Chu Buxiu is a man for two lives, loyal, and he can rest assured if he gives me to him. β
"I'll go."
Mingyun said: "I will learn to be a good emperor, and I will reassure you." β
"I guess it's annoying enough for you and your mother to see me."
Yun Mi never felt like she was with a child when she talked to him, but felt very oppressed. Sometimes I really want to ask him what kind of sacredness he is.
"It's ......"
Mingyun picked up his little burden, looked at Yun Mi, hesitated for a long time, frowned and asked a question: "If one day you find out that you have a common enmity with your mother, what will you do?" β
"Why do you ask this kind of question?"
"I'm bored."
Mingyun waved his hand: "I'm leaving." β
He turned his head to look at Yun Mi, and said for a moment, "Mother, I'm leaving." β
Men dressed as women, women dressed as men, and he was not a fool.
Yun Mi's throat choked, and his eyes were a little sour.
He has always pressed the title that should belong to her on Yan Wugui, and listening to it, Yun Mi is also used to it. But this is the first time that Mingyun has called her mother.
"That's right."
Ming Yun's footsteps that should have stepped out of the threshold were retracted, he turned his head to look at Yun Mi and said, "Pay attention to Chu Buzhi." β
Yun Mi looked at him and saw the shadow of Yan Wugui in him.
The exact same words, the same tense expression, serious and funny.
"Okay."
"Goodbye."
Mingyun left very decisively, if it weren't for his short legs, he could have walked more neatly. He walked very firmly with every step, his small body swayed, Yun Mi glanced at the book on the table, and when he turned the first page, Mingyun wrote: I saw you.
"This ......"
He's put his most important stuff here.
Yun Mi opened it and looked at it, touching the ink on it one after another, and was speechless for a while.
When Mingyun left, he was looking for Quansheng to send it out, Quansheng didn't dare to come to report on his own, Yunmi looked at the fold of his hand and closed it, and said indifferently: "Let him go." β
"Your Majesty!"
Quan Sheng came this time in the hope that Yun Mi could stop him.
His Highness is so young and smart. Yun Mi sent him out of the palace like this, and there will definitely be a gap in the future.
Yun Mi seemed to have made up her mind, she looked up and said, "Isn't it a good thing that my son is assertive. β
Quan Sheng gritted his teeth, he couldn't go against his master's idea, so he had to nod his head, and in the end he didn't even give Yun Mi a look, and his disapproval of this idea was written all over his face.
In fact, Yun Mi has the right to say no to Mingyun, but she wants to know what idea Mingyun has in her head.
Mingyun has something on her mind, and she can't tell her about it.
It's only three years old, isn't it?
Where is there so much human suffering?
Yun Mi was secretly a little lucky, it would be good if he knew the ending earlier, and he wouldn't have thought about how painful his son would be when he left.
Yun Mi irritably overturned the fold to the ground and hurriedly walked out, Mingyun was about to leave the palace, and Chu Buxiu came to pick it up in person. Yun Mi stood in the distance and watched, Ming Yun looked up at Chu Buxiu, as if he had said something, and regardless of whether Chu Buxiu responded or not, he silently got into the carriage.
Chu Buxiu looked back at the carriage in amazement, his smile was intriguing, and he sighed: "The people are not big, but the shelves are not small." β
Mingyun stood in front of him and said to him first: "Although I lied to my father and mother that I wanted to worship you as a teacher, I didn't plan to treat you as a master. β
Mingyun sat in the carriage and pinched his baggage.
He would not recognize a person who would later kill his parents as a master.
This is called fatherhood of a thief.
He didn't admit it.
He had to find out what was missing data from this man.