The old woman became rich by relying on the supermarket instead of selling her granddaughter

Meng Lan's mother left this world due to a plane crash.

Not long after her mother died, her father died in a car accident due to being in a trance all day.

Young Meng Lan lost her biological parents one after another and lived with her grandmother.

A few years later, her grandmother passed away, leaving her alone in the world.

Unexpectedly, Song Chaochao's experience was very similar to hers, just with a different identity.

It turns out that Song Chaochao is a real living person, not a robot. He also has real feelings, but he is just introverted.

Thinking of this, Meng Lan remembered the flash of tenderness in Song Chaochao's eyes when she sent Qin'er and Jian'er there last time, and her heart softened a lot in an instant.

She stood quietly beside He Tianci, but her mind was sending messages to Song Chaochao.

[Meng Lan: Are you asleep? ]

[Song Chaochao: No]

[Meng Lan: I have heard your story from Tianci, but I didn’t expect you to have such an experience…]

[Song Chaochao: …]

How could He Tianci, this big mouth, say anything? And how could the news spread so quickly? It had only been a short while, and Meng Lan had already heard about it.

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[Song Chaochao: I'm fine]

[Meng Lan: I didn’t expect that our experiences were quite similar, Song Chaochao, you know? I lost my father and mother when I was young, and lived with my grandmother. My grandmother left before I grew up]

[Song Chaochao: Now I know, smile.JPG]

[Meng Lan: Song Chaochao, I originally thought you were not a human being. I’m so sorry. I’ve been feeling so depressed and I’ve never had anyone I could talk to.]

Speaking of this, Meng Lan's eyes suddenly became a little sad.

He Tianci, who was beside her, was looking up at the sparkling stars in the sky and didn't notice the unusual expression of his old mother at all.

[Meng Lan: Song Chaochao, don’t be fooled by my appearance that I look like an old lady. Actually, I was very young before I came here. How about you? You look similar to my eldest son now. How old are you actually?]

Although after traveling through the book, Meng Lan has a group of filial and obedient children, and with the support of the supermarket system, her life is getting better and better.

However, there was no one around Meng Lan with whom she could talk to her true feelings.

Even in modern times, she doesn't have anyone particularly close to her.

But at that time, she had not experienced such bizarre things. Apart from loneliness, she could be said to be carefree and free, without any worries or concerns at all.

Although her life is free now, she is still worried.

She became the peasant woman Meng Lan, her soul in the body of a stranger, who was even a character in a novel.

Meng Lan cares about and loves these children, but that doesn't mean she doesn't want to return to modern times.

If possible, she still hopes that one day, perhaps after changing the fate of these children, she can return to the modern world peacefully.

When living in modern times, Meng Lan felt that everything was ordinary.

But only after leaving the modern world did Meng Lan know how to cherish and miss.

Although the modern world and the world in books each have their own advantages.

But Meng Lan knew that her soul would always belong to her.

Deep down, she would never recognize imperial power, hierarchy, nobility or inferiority. The longer she stayed here, the more she hated this cannibalistic era.

Women are eaten by men, and men are eaten by adults.

It’s a pity that after she arrived, there were many people around her, but she was alone in her heart.

Now that they knew that Song Chaochao was also a human being and that they had similar experiences, this undoubtedly brought them closer together.

It took a long time for Song Chaochao to reply to Meng Lan.

[Song Chaochao: I was 36 years old when I became a deliveryman. As of this year, I have been doing this for 18 years]

[Meng Lan: You are 54 years old this year? I am only 24 years old, so there is a 30-year age difference between us. Should I call you uncle or grandpa?]

[Song Chaochao: That depends on who is older, your dad or me. If I am older than your dad, you have to call me uncle. If I am younger than your dad, you have to call me uncle.]

After hearing Song Chaochao's words, Meng Lan fell into a brief silence, as if she was recalling something.

If her father were still alive, how old would he be this year?

Meng Lan tried hard to recall her childhood. She lost both her parents when she was six, her grandmother when she was twelve, and then lived with her aunt for several years until she became an adult.

She was too young at that time, and due to excessive grief, Meng Lan could not remember many things.

But she suddenly remembered her fifth birthday.

That was the last birthday her biological parents celebrated for her together.

On her birthday, her father said to her mother happily:

Their baby is five years old this year. He had this baby when he was thirty years old, but he didn't expect that she would grow up so fast. It is estimated that in a few years, she will grow into a big girl.

When Mr. Meng thought about the scene of his daughter getting married when she grows up, he couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.

As a result, Meng's mother scolded him for being so sentimental as a grown man.

Meng Lan never imagined at the time that that would be the last birthday her parents celebrated for her.

It is also one of the few memories about her parents.

When she was six years old, Meng's mother and father passed away one after another. Grandma Meng aged many years in an instant and had no intention of celebrating Meng Lan's birthday that year.

Grandma Meng was present at every birthday from my seventh to my twelve years old.

After she turned twelve, no one in the world celebrated her birthday anymore.

When she thought of this, Meng Lan felt as if there was an empty space in her heart.

Her desire to go back became stronger and stronger. If she could find a way to go back, she would return to the modern world after arranging things here.

She's been gone for so long, I guess no one comes to visit her parents and grandma anymore.

No one burns incense or paper for them, and no one knows whether they are short of money over there.

Meng Lan sniffed and sent a message to Song Chaochao using her mind.

[Meng Lan: If my father were still alive, he would be 54 years old this year, and he would be exactly 30 years older than me]

[Song Chaochao: What a coincidence! If my daughter were still alive, she would be the same age as you this year. She was only 6 years old when she died...]

The two of them expressed their feelings in tacit understanding at the same time.

Meng Lan stood there for a while, and before she could think of what to ask, Song Chaochao sent another message.

[Song Chaochao: Xiaolan, I'm being modest. You can just call me Uncle Song from now on.]

[Meng Lan: OK, Uncle Song]

Meng Lan sent the message straightforwardly.

But after sending it, Meng Lan suddenly felt something was wrong.

Her three adopted sons call Song Chaochao "Brother Song", but she secretly calls Song Chaochao "Uncle Song".

Is this... a generation gap?

Forget it, why bother with so many things.

They are people of true nature in the underworld, and each has his own opinions.

[Meng Lan: Uncle Song, you have been a deliveryman for so many years, do you know how to go back? ]

Meng Lan asked the question she had always wanted to know.