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"Well, a lot of the books in there are foreign originals, and they involve a lot of foreign languages, and there wasn't much to do, so I had to remember what was in them, the more the better, because the Don said he would take me out of the attic if I learned well and mastered it quickly."

It was the only chance he had to talk to anyone outside, so he had always been so, so, so hard trying to stand on his tiptoes, desperately clinging to the Don, asking questions.

How much a two or three year old child would want someone to accompany him.

So it turned out that talking to someone was also a form of talk.

"What kind of book have you read?" "Then how long were you locked up before the Don let you out?"

"So many. So many that I no longer think books are boring. "I remember I saw a bunch of books about royal cooking from Song to Qing, and they had many different styles. I was so depressed when I read them."

That was because even though his stomach was growling in hunger, he had to read a book about delicious food. Wasn't this urging on his life? But at that time, there really wasn't much to flip through.

"Hur hur, so you were also reading a book on cooking."

"Yes, the Don told me to finish all the books. He'll test me. If I don't understand, he won't let me out. "

Just because I read so many books on food, I wanted to become a chef in the future!

At that time, this was truly such an ideal.

When the Don asked him what he wanted to do in the future?

A six year old child, without even thinking about it, wanted to become a chef. How nice, he couldn't starve to death! The common people ate as the sky, and survival was the most important thing. At least, that was what he had thought at the time.

But the Don's face darkened, he shook his head, and said very seriously: "Son, you can forget about it in your heart. I've always thought that doing what I want to do, regardless of whether it is high or low, is the happiest thing in life. However, you must remember, if you follow the appointed time and get your grandfather to bring you back, this dream of yours will never be spoken out. "

"Why?"

"Because your grandfather didn't like it!"

"Grandfather? Do I have relatives? "

"Pah!" A loud sound rang out. His eyes lit up, as if he was standing on the edge of a cloud!

"Yes."

"Then why didn't he want me?"

"Because of your eyes."

"…"

His six year old face was filled with shock and helplessness. The wind blew through the broken window, rustling in the air …

Boom!" He fell from the clouds without mercy. Down!

"Also, he thinks that those with his bloodline must find their own way to survive, no matter what the circumstances. He will not pity the weak. He said that if you die here, he will not even look at you! "

"…"

He bit his lips, his young and tender face was cold and pale. It was a shocking sight to behold.