People are singing in the tide, but there is no crown

Ling An naturally couldn't refuse Chao Mei's request.

"What is the unusual wish this time?" He looked at the robot and asked.

"It looks like an old lady." Chaomei took out the wish list and handed it to Ling An.

"To the Moon Tree House, everyone says that the Moon Chasing Festival should be a time for family reunion, but my son is not around, and I feel empty inside every day. It can never be described as a reunion.

Alas, things were better in the past. I had my son by my side, and we all celebrated the holidays happily together. It was so lively... Do you think he would be as lonely as I am in that world over there? Should I go to accompany him?

But I promised him that I would live well here. Moon Tree House, if you are really as effective as the legend says, can you tell me, an old woman, what to do?"

Ling An quickly read through this unusual wish and then fell silent.

Obviously, just as Chaomei said, this was the wish left by an old lady.

Her son died and she lived alone in the world, confused and in pain.

"This is a bit troublesome." Ling An said helplessly.

Unlike the first unusual wish, Juban’s confusion, the problem this old lady faces cannot be solved directly.

The friendship disputes that troubled Juban were just wishful thinking from the beginning, as his friend Jiuli was right beside him and didn't bear a grudge against him.

But now, facing the old lady's troubles, even the current Ling An is unable to resurrect the deceased.

"No matter what, let's find this old lady first and then see what the situation is." Ling An sighed.

"Xiang Li seconded the motion. According to our analysis, this old lady named He Ying is quite lonely. We should start by providing her with companionship to help her dispel her loneliness. As robots, we should not and do not have the right to make decisions on her life or death for her."

"Xiangli is right. It happens to be the Moon-Chasing Festival soon. Why don't we find her and take her for a stroll in Taoyuan Village to have some fun." Chaomei also thought about it.

Fortunately, the old lady named He Ying lived in Taoyuan Village, and Ling An and Chao Mei easily found her residence.

When they arrived at the location, they saw only a weathered old lady in front of the house. She was standing with her hands behind her back, staring with unfocused eyes at the warm lights of Taoyuan Village that illuminated the night sky.

But the light could not illuminate her, and her body was still the cold color of the night.

Seeing Chao Mei walking towards her, the old lady calmed down and asked, "Who are you?"

Before Ling An and Chao Mei could speak, she continued, "Haha, I recognize him. He's the drifter who saved Jinzhou and Patrol Officer Ling An, right?"

"That's right." Chaomei nodded in agreement.

"Haha, look at what this has caused. I was just making a wish to the Moon Tree House, but I didn't expect you to come over. Sorry for bothering me so much!" Grandma He Ying sighed.

She was older, more experienced, and smart, and she knew immediately that it was someone from Moon Tree House.

"Don't disturb me, your business is very important." Chao Mei said gently.

Grandma He Ying shook her head and said seriously, "Thank you for fulfilling my son's wish. He didn't have the chance to tell you in person, so I, an old woman, can only convey it on his behalf!"

"Your son's wish?" Ling An and Chao Mei were confused by what she said.

"Yeah, that kid has had a wish since he was young, to protect me and Konshu. Ever since he was old enough to understand, he has been saying that he must defeat Narutoshiki and let everyone live a happy life. I don't know where he learned this from. He was so young, not even as tall as me, but he just picked up a wooden stick and swung it around, haha..."

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes: "Later, the child joined the Night Return Army and became a soldier. Alas..."

"He..." Chaomei hesitated to speak, as if she was afraid of touching upon Grandma Heying's sad story.

"He's sacrificed!"

Grandma He Ying said it calmly, as if she was talking about an insignificant and trivial matter.

But the tears in her eyes betrayed her emotions.

"Some time ago, that Ming Shiji was revived. That child has always been like this. He will definitely rush to the front in a battle. I always say that even in a battle, you should not rush forward all the time, but hide a little bit... Hey, don't blame me for being selfish. After all, he is my own child. I always think about..."

She stretched out her wrinkled fingers, touched the tears at the corners of her eyes, and continued, "This child... is always disobedient... I don't know what to say..."

The atmosphere suddenly became sad.

Chaomei raised her hand and put it down again, not knowing how to comfort her for a moment.

His son died in the battle of Ming-shi's revival some time ago.

The time was so short that she had not yet recovered from her grief.

The time was very long, so long that she felt that the days were long like years, as if many days and nights had passed.

Ling An's emotions were also infected by her and he felt sad.

Many people died in that battle, most of them were soldiers returning home at night.

After all, there are only a few people who can make a name for themselves on the battlefield and who can fight against dozens of remaining elephants alone.

Most of these people can survive on the battlefield.

And even more are those ordinary people who cannot be named, silently rushing towards the battlefield in obscurity.

He was unknown during his lifetime, and after his death he turned into a pile of dry bones on the battlefield, and became scattered frequencies returning to heaven and earth.

Poor unknown person in the frontier, he is still a servant of the old woman.

This is the tragedy of war.

A speck of dust from the times becomes a mountain when it falls on an individual or a family.

Only when you witness this moment with your own eyes can you understand the heavy weight it carries.

Maybe a person who was alive and well before, with so many memories and past, is gone once the wind blows.

In silence, Grandma He Ying wiped away her tears and waved her hands: "I'm sorry to have you accompany an old woman like me to think of bad things. I'm idle anyway, and I see that the village is very lively. If you have time, please accompany me for a walk."

"Okay!" Chaomei quickly agreed.

It is a good thing after all that Grandma He Ying took the initiative to suggest going for a walk.

She is a strong old woman.

In the village, there are stalls along the road, and lanterns light up the roadside.

Chaomei held Ling An in her arms, and the robot Xiangli also floated silently in the air, accompanying Grandma Heying as she walked forward.

I don’t know if Xiangli was being manipulated by Xiangli at this time, and I am just speechless.

Chaomei walked slowly with Grandma Heying while introducing the various stalls that came their way.

But it was obvious that Grandma He Ying's shopping was forced.

Most people just took a quick look and walked to the next stall.

Ling An understood that when people are sad, they cannot touch the lively atmosphere.