Under One Person: From the moment I become a stand-in, I’m no longer a human being!

Chapter 3 No one can call the shots since childhood.

"Old Xu, is Huaisheng really destined to be a virgin?" Zhao Fangxu sat in the ward with a serious expression.

As an extraordinary person, Zhao Fangxu knew very well that this life as a boy was not necessarily a good thing.

If it is a fairy boy, it would be fine. He has handsome appearance, is smart and strong, everything goes well for him, and he has many romantic relationships. Although there will be disasters, they can all be resolved. In addition, his innate supernatural powers are powerful, so he is a first-class existence among innate supernatural people.

But if it is a sick boy, it is completely the opposite. He will have a rough life, nothing goes well, he is born weak and sickly, prone to difficult and complicated diseases, mental changes, innate supernatural powers eroding his body, and short life.

If he met this legendary boy outside, he might exclaim that it was rare in the world, but if he appeared in his own home...

Any one of them is a torture, but the sick boy has all of them.

Zhao Fangxu pushed his glasses up subconsciously.

"Old Zhao, there is no other possibility. Yueyao may not have seen the white figure just now, but you and Wenzhuo are both extraordinary people. You both know what it is."

Xu Xiang sighed. He knew what Lao Zhao was thinking. Who would want to see their offspring die young? He knew that feeling very well.

"Uncle Xu, can you tell whether he is a fairy boy or a sick boy?" Zhao Wenzhuo asked anxiously.

"No, she's too young. She has to be at least one year old before we can do this."

Xu Xiang shook his head. He had never seen a real boy with the destiny of a virgin, so he could only judge by observation. Even so, he had to wait until the child was about one year old before he could make a conclusion.

"Is that so?"

……

July 1994, .

Year of Xinmao, day of Yimao.

Good to travel.

In the capital, in a small courtyard.

Zhao Huaisheng stood at the gate of the yard and walked towards Lu Yueyao under the jujube tree step by step.

As a child who has just learned to walk, it is difficult, but not much.

"Baby, come on, come to mommy."

Lu Yueyao sat on a stone chair and cheered Zhao Huaisheng on.

Zhao Huaisheng rolled his eyes in his heart, but still walked over happily.

"Baby, you're great. Mom will give you a reward, muma!" She picked up Zhao Huaisheng who was walking over and rubbed him.

"He is worthy of being my baby son. He can walk so steadily at only eleven months old. It's amazing."

The saliva was all over Zhao Huaisheng's face again.

Dislike it.

Just as Zhao Huaisheng was about to wipe the saliva off his face, he was immediately discovered by his old mother.

Seeing that she was being disliked, Lu Yueyao angrily put her face forward. "Well, you dare to dislike your mother, let me see how I punish you."

clap clap clap!
Three smooth blows to his face.

Even dirtier.

Zhao Huai looked at the sky with despair.

The child was really tired. Fortunately, he was weaned and there were not many alien children of the same age around him, otherwise he would feel even more tired.

Although it's a bit lonely, it's not a big deal for him. After all, he was the kind of person who stayed at home alone for several months in his previous life, so it doesn't have much impact.

Yes, Zhao Huaisheng was weaned early. There was no other way because he drank too much, and his father snatched his food from him, so he really couldn't get enough. So, he was switched to milk powder and complementary food three or four months ago.

Thinking of this, Zhao Huaisheng felt a little hungry.

As expected, I can’t just think about food. I’ll get hungry the moment I think about it.

Zhao Huaisheng looked up at his mother who was holding him in her arms and said in a baby voice, "Mom, I'm hungry."

"Baby is hungry again. Be good in the yard. You can play with the clouds, but don't fall down. Mommy is going to make milk powder for you."

Lu Yueyao put Zhao Huaisheng in her arms on the ground, turned around and went to the room to make milk powder.

She went there with great confidence. After all, Zhao Huaisheng had been very sensible since he was born. Apart from falling down a few times while playing on the clouds, nothing serious had happened to him.

Lu Yueyao believes that she has raised her son well. He is healthy, plump, intelligent and has never been sick since birth.

If Wenzhuo, Uncle Xu and her father had not confirmed that Huaisheng was destined to be a virgin that day, she really would not have believed that her extremely healthy baby son was destined to be a virgin.

However, it’s not so bad. After all, Wen Zhuo said that her precious son might be a rare benign mutation in the fate of a boy, and he could be a fairy boy, and he would be the best among the innate extraordinary people.

Thinking of this, Lu Yueyao's steps became lighter.

Zhao Huaisheng sat alone in the yard, with the breeze blowing past him. It was the middle of summer, but he felt extremely lonely.

After all, he is a congenital supernatural being who can use superpowers as soon as he is born, and he rides on clouds all day long. Neither Zhao Wenzhuo nor Lu Yueyao would feel at ease if he was allowed to play with other children.

Extraordinary people and ordinary people are in two different worlds. If we take Zhao Huaisheng, an unstable factor, out, the probability of being exposed is too high.

You can't just kill one family and then destroy another.

Among the younger alien children around him, apart from those from aristocratic families, the only ones he knew were Xu San and Xu Si, who were about ten years older than him. However, they were taken away by Xu Xiang at the beginning of summer vacation some time ago, and it was said that he was taking them to Tianjin to broaden their horizons.

As for his father...

She went on a long journey seven or eight days ago. When she was complaining in her mother's arms, she said that her father was taken to Lingyin Temple by her grandfather Zhao Fangxu, apparently to inquire about the boy's fate.

So now, there are only Zhao Huaisheng and Lu Yueyao left in this small family.

"I just didn't expect that it would be a world under one person."

Zhao Huaisheng sat on the ground, floating clouds appeared in his hands and kept changing.

It has been almost eleven months since he was born, and based on the information he knows, he can already tell that he is in a world under one person.

Who said his grandfather was a big shot? He still remembers his hundred-day banquet. It was so lively at home. Many people he had heard of in his previous life or not came to celebrate.

If nothing unexpected happens, his future is to work in a company, then get promoted and get a raise to inherit the position of chairman, becoming a qualified third-generation alien.

However, he didn't want to inherit the family business.

You know, Zhao Huaisheng wants to replicate the old Heavenly Master's 30-year-old self who swept the world and became the second to none...

Cough!

Stay calm, or at least be humble. After all, he is just a child. No one can call the shots since childhood.

As he was thinking, the clouds that had originally gathered around Zhao Huaisheng unknowingly covered the soil around the jujube tree. Raindrops began to fall and the wind grew stronger.

Zhao Huaisheng sat on the white clouds, shaking his head. Thinking of their conversation before going out, he couldn't help feeling excited.

I really want to know what kind of master Dad and Grandpa will find for him, after all, considering the consequences of his falling to the ground last time and the slight loss of control of the weather forecast.

His grandfather Zhao Fangxu would never find him a bad master.

There was no way, the impact he had caused was too great,

It was the winter solstice at the time, but as he lost control, heavy rain fell throughout the capital.

The rain that day was a type of rain that was only seen once in several years even in the area south of the Yangtze River. However, as he cried, heavy rain fell in the capital for nearly an hour.

If Zhao Fangxu was not at the scene, he might have thought that this was a rare severe weather event that occurred once in a century and treated it as an emergency.

But that day, he happened to be at home and witnessed it all with his own eyes.

A child less than half a year old collapsed on the ground and cried loudly. A white figure stood in the storm, commanding the wind and rain, forcing the sky to cry with him.

At that moment, the sky was full of wind and rain as if driven by our arms.

(End of this chapter)