Son Goku Although the reaction is always several beats slower than normal people, at this moment, I have roughly figured out what happened.
"You... are you my mother? Are you really my mother?" Son Goku raised his head and asked in a cautious tone.
"Sure enough, the old injury has recurred, and I don't know my mother anymore. It doesn't matter, Kakarot, no matter you still remember your mother or not, I will always be your mother. You have forgotten your mother less than a year after leaving Planet Vegeta. Mom will just let you remember her again." Gine felt helpless for a while, then reached out and gently rubbed Son Goku's head.
"No wonder I feel that your smell is very friendly. It turns out you are really my mother." Son Goku nodded seriously and asked, "Then how old am I this year?"
"Four years old. You just turned four a few days ago. Mom even prepared a birthday cake for you, but I don't know if you still remember your birthday on earth." Gine smiled and raised four fingers.
"Ah, I'm only four years old! I'm not as old as Pan. Pan will definitely laugh at me when he sees me like this." Son Goku looked down at his immature little hands and let out a long sigh that didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Who is Pan? The new friend you met on earth?" Gine tilted his head slightly.
"My granddaughter, the daughter of my son Gohan." Son Goku answered honestly.
Gine's smile solidified on his face in an instant.
She stared blankly at the serious-faced four-year-old son in front of her, and was silent for a long time. Then the corners of her mouth began to rise slightly uncontrollably, her shoulders shook slightly, and finally she couldn't help but burst out laughing, laughing so hard that tears almost came out.
"I didn't expect that our Kakarot started thinking about getting a wife at such a young age. Tell mom, which beautiful little girl on our planet have you fallen in love with? Is it the curly-haired girl from Doc's house next door, or the one with pigtails from the bakery owner's house on the corner? Mom will tell you." Gine gently rubbed Son Goku's head.
"I am four years old this year, so I should still be at Mount Paozu. No, I am now at Planet Vegeta. This is the wrong time." Son Goku suddenly jumped down from the chair, "I should have grown up on the earth."
"Father and mother just brought you back from the earth." Gine explained patiently.
"Ah, you brought me back from the earth? What about my grandfather? You didn't do anything to him, right? He's the white-haired old man who lives alone on Mount Paozu. He picked me up from the mountain stream!" Son Goku grabbed Gine's apron.
"Your grandfather? You are talking about the old gentleman who has taken care of you for more than half a year. Don't worry, we didn't hurt him when we picked you up. He was out hunting and was not at home. We didn't see him in person, we only saw the neatly made little bed he made for you." Gine squatted down and patted Son Goku's shoulder.
"That's good, that's good. Grandpa is fine." Son Goku breathed a long sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his whole body.
He digested the question for a moment, then suddenly raised his head, a sharp light flashing in his eyes that was completely inconsistent with his four-year-old body, "But having said that, are you bringing me back at this time to fight against that guy Frieza?"
"Although Frieza is still alive, he is basically dead... No, it should be said that it is a little worse than death." Gine smiled softly, and reached out to push the strand of hair that was sticky with sweat in front of Son Goku's forehead behind his ear.
"What do you mean? Is Frieza dead or not?" Son Goku tilted his head, his dark eyes full of confusion.
"To put it simply, Frieza was transformed into a thumb-sized little person by Reiz and the others using Shrink Gun, and then King Vegeta was soaked in a It has been stored in a bottle of spirits for decades, and is now placed on the display shelf in the palace banquet hall as a decoration. Your father saw it with his own eyes when he attended the palace banquet a few days ago." Gine couldn't help laughing as he explained.
Son Goku had an extremely complicated look of confusion on his young face.
Frieza, the former Universe Emperor, is now reduced to the size of a thumb, soaked in a wine bottle and used as a decoration?
He couldn't make up this kind of ending even if he went through all the battle memories in GT World.
"That's why dad and mom brought you back from the earth, because Planet Vegeta is completely safe. Without the threat of Frieza, you don't need to hide on such a remote planet anymore." Gine reached out and gently stroked Son Goku's head, "There is one more thing you should know...Frieza's father King Cold, his brother Cooler, and his son Ize were all killed by Reiz. The entire numbered planet of the Frieza Family was blown up forty or fifty times, and the legion has been completely destroyed."
"They are all dead? Did they die so early? Who did it, Reiz and the others?" Son Goku asked several questions in a row, with unconcealable shock in his eyes.
In the timeline of his memory, Frieza was defeated by him personally on Namek, and was later completely killed by Future Trunks.
And now, the version he heard was that three generations of the Frieza family were uprooted by a few soldiers led by one person.
The entire timeline has been distorted beyond recognition.
"Yes, it was all done by Reiz, Prince Vegeta and Broly! Your father said that Mr. Reiz's strength is unfathomable." Gine nodded lightly.
"This guy named Reiz... is really that powerful." Son Goku scratched the back of his head, remembering the heartfelt awe when Vegeta mentioned Reiz on the street just now, and couldn't help but let out a heartfelt sigh.
To be able to turn Planet Vegeta into what it is now, uproot Frieza Force from the universe, and make Broly and Buu obedient, this person's strength is probably far beyond his imagination.
"You have to use honorifics to Mr. Reiz. You can't call him this guy. That would be too rude. Mr. Reiz is the benefactor of our family." Gine quickly corrected him with a straight face and a gentle but unrefuting tone.
"Okay, I remember, I will call him Mr. Reiz next time I see him." Son Goku nodded obediently and agreed, then jumped down from the seat, stepped firmly on the gravel ground with his feet, and moved himself a few times The pair of immature arms jumped on the spot a few more times, feeling the muscle elasticity and joint flexibility of this four-year-old body. "But my current body is too weak and I can't even fly. I have to practice hard and return my strength to a fighting state as soon as possible."
"That's right! Your father also worked his way up from a low-level warrior. With his blood flowing in your body, you can definitely do it. You should practice hard these days. Mom will make you the most delicious barbecue every day so that you can grow strong." Gine looked with deep relief at the young son in front of him who declared seriously that he would practice hard.