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"No!" Two years later, a skinny kid was chewing on a moldy mantou.

No one would have thought that this kid would be the eldest son and grandson of Zhu family. He should have been in the limelight, but he could only hide in a dark corner and eat a moldy mantou.

A year ago, Zhu Qing's parents gave birth to another child. When they were born, a strange image descended from the sky