For his mother, at least now he knows his appearance and temperament, but for this mysterious father, Xia Qiqi has no tricks at all.

There is no name, no image, and no trace to be found.

Shui Ji said that in her memory, but her memory is done by Dr. Yan, what should she do?

In all the time and space, the only person who can make Xia Qiqi helpless is probably this Dr. Yan.

He is also a teacher and a friend, and the role of father and mother has become a stereotype in Xia Qiqi's mind.

"Then Master, you can say as much as you know!"

For this father, the only thing Xia Qiqi is curious about is, what kind of character is it?

Let Dr. Yan be so maintained;

Let the people here be so taboo;

Let the water hoop be so obsessed, I'd rather get a clone than find it.

No matter what kind of person he is, he is just an irrelevant person to Xia Qiqi.

But now that this father has become her trouble, it is different.

Ink Dye began to say it, and he was not prepared to hide it anymore.

"I didn't personally participate in the events of that year, but I still know some of the things of that year!"

He slammed his pipe against the heel of his shoe a few times.

Xia Qiqi waited patiently.

Everything that followed might have helped her unravel those memories.

"I'm not sure if the man they're talking about is your father, but one thing is certain."

The tone of the ink dye is less energetic, but there is a kind of desolation in it.

"That's a person who can destroy the world, no one knows what he looks like, but that momentum can impress people."

Xia Qiqi thought that the ink dye must have been made up by himself.

The imposing power of any higher creature is felt by man.

"Something very serious happened back then, there were rifts in many places in this plane, many alien species entered, and your father was responsible for annihilating their existence."

It seems that I began to draw that picture scroll in my mind, but unfortunately I haven't seen that picture, so I don't know how to describe it.

"We've all suffered heavy casualties here, and if it weren't for your father's appearance, the guardians here might have disappeared."

The description of that incident in his mind made Ink Dye nervous.

"Master, don't you even know if my father is the person you described?"

Xia Qiqi looked at the ink dye with a black line, and knew that she felt weird from the beginning of the ink dye.

Mo Dye paused, took out the cigarette pouch and continued to hold the tobacco.

Could it be that he is manifesting himself obviously?

Sure enough, making up stories or something is not suitable for him.

"Master, I still have something to do, if you're okay, help me go and see the yard, here's the key."

Xia Qiqi thinks that there is no point in continuing to listen, it is better to rely on yourself.

"Where are you going?"

Mo Ran looked at the disciple who had just returned in surprise.

"Go home and rest, of course, and then pick up the kids!"

Now the two children are still in the south.

"Come on, I know!"

Mo Ran thought that it was really hard to send away his little apprentice, which couldn't put on the appearance of a master, let alone be serious.

It's not that he can't tell the truth, but he just doesn't know the truth, but the little apprentice keeps asking, what should he do?

Zhong Zechen has been on the side and has not spoken, anyway, the daughter-in-law is in charge.

"By the way, the Zhong family boy, what do you think about your sister and our Qashqai?"

Mo Ran thought of Zhong Xingxing, who had just run out, and the opinion of this mother's family must be asked clearly.

"Mo Ye, Xingxing is just my cousin, whether it is suitable or not, I have to ask my uncle if it is successful, but my eldest brother has recently returned, he should be relatively easy to agree."

Let's not talk about the energy of the Mo family, and then let's say that the person who is Mo Qashqai is also worthy of Zhong Xingxing.

"Also, there should be a lot of old guys popping up recently, so be careful."

Xia Qiqi stirred up the water in this pool, and many people must want to fish in troubled waters.

"At that moment, the stars will come, you let her go back by herself, and I will go with Qiqi first."

Zhong Zechen raised his feet to catch up with his daughter-in-law who had already arrived at the door, and then left a sentence and left.

"All of them are here to collect debts, did my old man owe them in his last life?"

Ink dye lit the tobacco and continued to sit and smoke.

In the cultural toy market on the side of the Liuli Factory, there is a young man sitting on a horse in a corner, holding a piece of wood and carving something with a small carving knife.

Because it's too small, I can't see what it really is.

Zhong Xingxing came here, and he had already turned around, and finally found the figure of Mo Qashqai.

She was afraid that she would suddenly come over and disturb Mo Qashqai to do things, so she had to watch quietly not far away.

There are not many people in the glaze factory at this point, and when there are many people, it is a little late, everyone gets off work, and when it is a little dark, that time is the most lively time here.

However, at this time, there are also people, just a few sporadic people, but they are not big customers, they are all picking and choosing whether they can find something good.

After Mo Qashqai finally moved his body and reassured the carving knife in his hand, Zhong Xingxing walked over.

"Brother Mo, you're setting up a stall here!"

Chung Xingxing showed a sweet smile that he thought was perfect.

But Mo Qashqai was stunned for a while, didn't she keep looking at herself?

Why do you still say this?

"Hmm!"

Fortunately, he was not a man of many words, so he nodded and agreed.

"My second sister-in-law and second brother went to your house, won't you go back?"

There were really many people here, all of them whispering to herself, she couldn't hear it, and she was afraid that she would be laughed at, so she had to encourage Mo Qashqai to go back.

"Go back!"

Hearing that Xia Qiqi was back, he, the protector, would definitely go back and take a look.

"Help me."

Mo Qashqai put away his carving knife and handed the wood carving on the stall to Zhong Xingxing.

"Get it for me, I'll put the stall away."

The stalls are full of writing bracelets, pendants and the like, which can be folded together with four furoshiki corners.

It seemed that he was skilled, and Mo Qashqai quickly put away his things with his hands and feet, and then beckoned Zhong Xingxing to go with him.

"What is this?"

Although she saw that the carving in her hand was a doll, the carving was too expressive, which made her a little embarrassed.

"You see it."

Mo Qashqai doesn't know much about human feelings, but he is not stupid.

"For me?"

Touching the wooden doll, Zhong Xingxing asked in surprise.

"Hmm!"

So obvious things, still to ask?

Zhong Xingxing held the wood carving tightly, he didn't know what to think of in his heart, and his face turned red.

"Thank you!"

You're welcome, Zhong Xingxing really likes it, thanked him, and carefully put the things into his bag.

This one needs to be found to be a layer of wax when you go back, or it is not easy to stain.

"You're welcome, it's a reward for you taking me around Kyoto before."