At dusk, my mother left, and at the same time, Uncle Hai was also taken away.

As Mu's mother said, if you want to do it, start from scratch and don't rely on external power. Except for Mrs. Qin, a confidant person did not leave a single person for Nanfeng. Du He felt that it was too strict, but Nanfeng was like a fish in water. Even if he said this, Du He had no choice but to stay in Du's house to accompany Nanfeng, for fear that she would be deceived by those who had ill-heartedness.

Although Nanfeng was helpless about his brother's excessive love for his elder brother, Nanfeng, who had no resistance to family affection, still overcame his strong emotions and accepted his brother's protection in full.

On the tenth day of the first lunar month, the World Magic Competition was about to begin, and Du He had to leave his home reluctantly.

Before leaving, Nanfeng mysteriously called Du He to the room. Du He was swaying between the competition and his family, and said in a daze: "Nanfeng, what are you asking me to do? Are you still waiting for you to record the account?"

Nanfeng was dragging something behind the bed attentively, and said indifferently: "Those people, tell them to wait. What kind of account can be important to the prince? Helper, I can't drag such a big thing."

It was said before that the housekeeper was fully responsible for Nanfeng. Du He saw that the emperor was not in a hurry and had no choice but to go over and help Nanfeng drag out a large box of rattan woven. The box was nearly one meter high and more than one meter long, and it seemed to be full. Even Du He was a little troubled and couldn't help asking: "What kind of treasure is here? I've never seen this box before."

Nan Feng mysteriously wiped the box with cotton cloth, then pulled Du He to the front of the box, pointed to the box and said, "You'll know if you look."

Du He murmured: "I don't know what kind of magic medicine you sell."

He reached out and opened the box.

A box of strange utensils.

There were long-necked, curved, special-shaped, glass, wood, and metal... Du He picked up one, put it in his hand and looked at it, and rubbed it with love.

The box is full of magic props, many of which are very similar to those new props Du He brought back from abroad. It can be said that they are fake and are very precious.

"You got these...all of them?"

Du He asked with emotion and surprise.

Nanfeng shook his head and said with a smile: "It's Mama. Mama has been customizing these things since a long time ago. The craftsmen made it a little slow, and they collected them all before leaving. Mama said it was compensated for you, so you can save it from being stingy. Brother, why did Mama say it was compensated for you?"

Du He's mouth opened slightly, and it seemed that Mom's eyes would be like he had put together a bunch of glassware and asked the craftsman to demobilize him again.

Du He had no deep memories of what he experienced on the first day of his return home, because the experience that day was not really pleasant.

Long after he ran away from home, he was resentful of his mother's attitude towards him, and it was only after a long time that he gradually smoothed the scar.

The relationship between relatives is strong, can tolerate hurt and resist twists and turns. Even if scars are left, there are few who turn against each other. If you don’t look back and remember the scars that grow in memory, you will not remember them, but they will still exist and will not disappear because of the continuation of time.

Du He knew that Mu's mother was for his own good, but the harm caused to him that day still made him feel very painful for a long time.

Now I know that my mother should be in pain too.

Knowing that it caused serious harm to her son, she wanted to make up for it, but she was also implicit and even though she was embarrassed to give it to Du He herself.

Mom is a very strong woman. She has grown up in wealth all her life, but she has lost many more precious things. Mom is very secretive about her feelings. Even if she loves her son, she never resorts to her words.

Before Du He went abroad, he didn't know that mother and son could actually live a comfortable and comfortable life. He always thought that mother and son were the same as father and son.

The stern and serious mother ran through his teenage years, so it took Du He a long time to break the emotional influence of his original family and have his own way of dealing with people.

Nanfeng looked at the tragic Du He, blinked his eyes, quietly tiptoed, and wiped away a tear from the corner of Du He's eyes.

After lunch, Du He, who came back with ease, returned to Shanghai with heavy love from home.

The Entrance Extraordinary Magic Competition happened to be held on this day.

The old traditions and important ceremonies were held at night, such as weddings and celebrations. With fireworks and lanterns, there would be a lot more joy than during the day. Rilke was a profound speculator and knew all the ways to gain people's favor. The opening ceremony of the World Magic Competition was very likable and was scheduled at night.

After renting a vacant land in the concession, Rilke decorated it at any cost, the competition venue that was originally like a shanty town actually had the meaning of camping and gathering. The grass was everywhere, flowers were blooming, and the white tents were painted with various patterns. The roads marked with colorful flags and blue bricks were lively and exotic, like a gypsy settlement.

Before the evening arrived, the stage in the center of the competition venue was surrounded by the crowds who came to watch the ceremony. In the tent where invitation tickets were sent in advance, there were also people. Miss Qian Zhenzhen from the Mingyue Song and Dance Troupe took the lead and won the whole hall with a song of "Peach Blossom River" that roamed the beam for three days. Then the three kings, Xue, Wang and Hu, performed singing and dancing one after another, and the atmosphere immediately reached its peak.

Jiang Ling walked around outside and said it was a pity.

Du He asked strangely: "What a pity?"

Jiang Ling sighed, "We have a few bags of peanuts from last year left in our family. I brought them to sell them today, and they will definitely be sold."

Jiang Zhongye laughed and said in encouragement: "Then A Ling can go home to get it. For my father, I appreciate A Ling's enthusiasm for living."

Jiang Ling curled his lips, "I'll call Ah He, I'll watch the performance. The four kings are here, I won't leave if I give me ten silver dollars!"

Du He shrugged innocently, "I am notorious to live. There are also my acquaintances among the four kings. Why can I leave in absent? I will be rude to see it later."

Jiang Ling was even more angry and reached out to pinch Du He's arm, "Didn't you just know Qian Zhenzhen? I know you! I've seen him once in total. What kind of acquaintance is he? He is used to giving his face!"

Du He thought to himself: Two times, I've seen it more than you. But he still trembled with cleverness and said in annoying way: "There is a word that comes to the point of seeing it, and I know that Ala's family's Qian Tianwang is like this."

Jiang Ling rolled her eyes.

However, Senior Brother Qiu He was interested, moved the chair to Du He and whispered: "Ahe, are Senior Brother good to you?"

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Du He was confused.

Qiu He took out a photo and said with a smile: "I heard you know Miss Qian... Look, Senior Brother is Miss Qian's fan..."

Du He looked at the photo, then looked at Senior Brother Qiu, who had always been indifferent to desires, and said helplessly: "Senior Brother, I thought you were not interested in anything except practicing magical arts."

Qiu He clasped his hands together, with a kind smile on his face.

Du He had to bite the bullet and walk towards the backstage.
Chapter completed!