Wei Da Shu suddenly said: "Wan Rong, how about the matter I mentioned to you a few days ago? Have you considered it?"

  "Are you saying I should pretend to be someone else's son?" Lin Wanrong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized and asked.

  Wei Da Shu had mentioned this matter to Lin Wan Rong a few days ago, suggesting that Lin Wan Rong impersonate the young master of a wealthy family, but was flatly rejected by Lin Wan Rong. Today, he brought it up again, and it's unclear what he means.

  Wei Da Shu thought Lin Wan Rong was hesitating, so he hastily said: "Wan Rong, this family is not an ordinary wealthy household. His power is greater than you can imagine. If you really take that step, you will understand what I mean."

  "Is he so great that I can't even imagine? Is he an emperor or something?" Lin Wanrong said coldly.

  Wei Da Shu swept Lin Wan Rong with his empty eye sockets, without making a sound. The expression on his face made it impossible for Lin Wan Rong to understand.

  "Pretending to be someone else's son, do you think others won't recognize it? Don't treat everyone like a fool." Lin Wanrong advised Wei Da Shu, hoping he would give up on this idea soon.

  "What you said is right, no one is a fool. I can tell you that this old man will absolutely not have a son, he himself knows it in his heart, but he must find a son." said Wei Da Shu.

  "Oh?" This is quite interesting. Clearly knowing it's not his own son, yet still pretending to be flesh and blood reunited, this is indeed amusing.

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  Lin Wanrong couldn't help but gossip: "Why? Is there really such a person who likes to be someone else's cheap dad?"

  Wei Da Shu looked at Lin Wan Rong with a profound gaze and said, "The world is vast, how many things can be achieved according to one's own wishes? Even the emperor and his relatives have their own unspeakable hardships, let alone ordinary people."

  "Why was I chosen?" Lin Wanrong smiled and said, more and more discovering that he had the potential to work for a gossip tabloid.

  "Because you're bold, meticulous, have a unique perspective, and a thick skin, and..." Wei Da Shu gazed at Lin Wan Rong with a mysterious smile and said: "and you're shameless enough!"

  Today, Laozi took back the question he just asked, and this old Wei was completely framing me. Lin Wanrong was annoyed in his heart, but could only shake his head and smile bitterly, heaven is playing tricks on me, shamelessly isn't my fault.

  I'm too lazy to continue gossiping. Lin Wanrong said sternly, "Among the hundred good deeds, filial piety comes first. The body and skin are all received from one's parents, this blood relationship is innate and cannot be changed by anything. If Lin Wanrong recognizes others as his parents, where would he place the parents who gave birth to him? This behavior is no different from that of beasts."

  Wei Da Shu nodded after a moment of contemplation, "I didn't expect it, but you do have a proud demeanor. Never mind, let's not mention this matter for now. Wan Rong, I'll be leaving tomorrow, and who knows when we'll meet again."

  "What?" Lin Wanrong was shocked. Wei uncle was the first person he knew in this world, and could even be said to be Lin Wanrong's only relative in this world. How could he just leave like that?

  You're gone, whose food am I going to eat, whose drink am I going to drink? Lin Wanrong thought miserably.

  Wei Da Shu smiled and said: "I'm almost eighty years old this year, and I've been staying in Jinling City for over ten years. It's time to change places."

  Uncle Wei is almost eighty years old? How can't it be seen at all? This old man really knows how to take care of himself.

  "Uncle Wei, where are you going?" After spending so much time with this old man, I really couldn't bear to part with him. Although for the past month he had been asking Lin Wanrong to cook and do laundry for him in the name of a disabled person, it was undeniable that there were still some feelings between them. Think about it, looking up at the sky, knowing only one person, how tragic is this scene?

  Uncle Wei didn't answer Lin Wanrong's question, but just smiled slightly and said: "Maybe I should go back to my hometown first, after all, I'm getting old, and at nightfall, one has to return to their roots."

  He looked at Lin Wanrong with a profound gaze and said, "Wanrong, the world is ever-changing, like white clouds and gray dogs. Perhaps when we meet again, you might be thinking of killing me." Although Wei Da Shu was smiling, his face had an unmistakable hint of desolation that he couldn't conceal.

  Lin Wanrong naturally thought this old man was going crazy and didn't bother with his words anymore.

  "Uncle Wei, where is your hometown? Are there still relatives at home? Are all your children and grandchildren in your hometown?" For the past month, Uncle Wei rarely talked to Lin Wanrong about his family matters. Except for knowing that he was a high-ranking servant of the wealthy Xiao family in Jinling, Lin Wanrong knew nothing about him.

  "Descendants?" Wei Da Shu's face showed a hint of bitter smile, looking at Lin Wan Rong: "Wan Rong, maybe in the future you will understand my affairs. Let's not talk about this now, since we've met, I'll give you a small gift."

  He stealthily pulled out a thin, old, colored picture book from his pocket and handed it to Lin Wanrong.

  Lin Wanrong took it and flipped through a few pages, only to see that it was meticulously depicting various scenes of men and women having sex, including dragon thrusting, tiger leaping, leopard pouncing, and cicada clinging. It truly had everything.

  Lin Wanrong's eyes lit up instantly, this is much better than those playboys, man-helpers and so on.

  Wei Da Shu gazed at Lin Wan Rong and chuckled: "How's that? Have you figured out any tricks?"

  Lin Wanrong flipped through a few pages, carefully appreciating the subtleties within, and examined his own previous actions for inadequacies. With a bright smile, he said: "Hey, Uncle Wei, do you have any other good stuff? Bring it out and let me take a look too. By the way, do you have an illustrated edition of 'Jin Ping Mei'?"

  "What's 'Jin Ping Mei'?" asked Wei Da Shu with a puzzled expression.

  Lin Wanrong only then remembered that such a good book did not exist in this world, and he couldn't help but feel some regret for Wei Da Shu, so he just dryly smiled a few times and didn't respond.

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  Wei Da Shu didn't understand what was going on, but by "looking" at Lin Wan Rong's guilty expression, he could guess eight or nine out of ten.

  He gave Lin Wanrong a glance, dryly laughed a few times, and revealed a strange and complex emotion on his face. After a long while, he finally said: "Ah, being a man is really great!"

  No way! Lin Wanrong couldn't help but take a cold breath. Was this 80-year-old Old Wei made of glass?

  This idea made Lin Wanrong sweat profusely. Although people's minds were very open-minded in Lin Wanrong's time, thinking about it, if he really lived with an old glass for a month, how could he still go out and see people afterwards?

  Wei Da Shu sighed again and said slowly: "Don't be blinded by those fancy skills, take a closer look at the red lines on their bodies."

  When Wei Da Shu said that, Lin Wan Rong only noticed that the small people on the colored painting page had a thin red line like blood vessels on their bodies. Is this the legendary meridian map?

  "This was discovered by me in the past, before I lost my sight, when I secretly entered the imperial palace's library and found it in a secluded corner. The era is long gone, and who wrote it can no longer be verified. Whether it has any effect or not, nobody has ever tested it. I thought this little book seemed to have some meaning, so I kept it until now."

  It was originally a three-no product, no wonder he was so generous in selling favors to me. Lin Wanrong smiled and thought of asking the old man why he didn't try it himself.

  Uncle Wei seemed to see through his thoughts, and after a moment of hesitation on his face, he said: "I—due to personal physical reasons, I am unable to cultivate it, but I believe no one is more suitable for this technique than you."