This author has traveled through time and space in a book!

It's a period novel based on the prototype of San Bo. After reading the beginning, Zhou Ran remembered it.

I don't know why at that time, but he published a book on the main site under a pseudonym. It was about the protagonist who traveled through time and space to become her third uncle who died young and taught her biological father a lesson.

What a great filial piety!

The writing was actually pretty good, but the requirements for listing on the main site were very high. Before the novel was even put on the shelves, she couldn't stand the loneliness anymore, and now there is another unfinished novel, with nearly 200,000 words, which is actually quite a pity.

But when this novel was written, it was the time of information explosion. Everyone spent their free time watching short videos, and fewer people read online novels.

"So, I am my third uncle now?" Zhou Ran took a long time to grasp the key point. His third uncle was known for his fair skin, good looks and good temperament, but unfortunately he contracted meningitis when he was six years old, and his mind remained at the age of six forever.

"Well, but your consciousness is still blocked now. You have to wait for the opportunity to come before you can regain control of your body." The small voice said guiltily.

What could Zhou Ran do? Since she was already here, she might as well make the best of it. It was just right, she could practice peacefully. Just because she couldn't control her body didn't mean she couldn't practice.

Occasionally, when her third uncle fell asleep, she could still take a look at the world. For example, that slug turned out to be her father... Where was her father's mysophobia?

Could it be that he developed mysophobia after joining the army?

I can't see it!

Zhou Ran regained control of his body and was awakened by a burst of crying. He opened his eyes and looked, "Dad?"

"Third brother! Wuuuu! Ah! It's a ghost!" Zhou Zhebei was crying, but when he saw his third brother actually opened his eyes, he screamed in fright.

It takes a lot of willpower to control yourself from peeing your pants.

"Xiaobei, what are you making such a fuss about? Zhexi! Are you awake?" Zhou Shiting walked into the room with a tired look on his face, but he didn't expect that Zhou Zhexi, who had already died, actually sat up.

"Grandpa?" Zhou Ran's consciousness was a little confused at the moment. He was confused between his own consciousness and that of Zhou Zhexi, his third uncle.

“…” It seems that he is really alive, but the disease seems to be more serious. What can I do? As long as I am alive!

"Dad!" Zhou Zhebei's face was full of horror. He really didn't hear it wrong. His third brother called him Dad and called his father Grandpa.

"grandmother?"

This time it was Zhou Qianshi who entered the room. Third brother really called him dad! Zhou Zhebei didn't know what he was thinking about, but he laughed.

"Bang!" A head hit Zhou Zhebei on the head, and the joy turned into sorrow.

"Laojiu, that quack doctor!" Zhou Shiting cursed with gritted teeth. After pondering for a moment, he asked his youngest son to call his uncle.

Zhou Zhexi survived, and within half an hour Zhou Xiaoba found his eldest brother and second sister from the same village, his second brother who came to attend the funeral, and his uncle who was a barefoot doctor.

Seeing that the third child was really fine, the family, who had been full of worries before, finally felt relieved.

Zhou Shuren once said, "When God closes a door, he opens a window." (Lu Xun: I never said that.)

If God takes away something from you, he will definitely compensate you in other places.

On the contrary, if Nuwa has molded you too carefully, she will definitely take something away from you.

For example, the third son of the Zhou family is a good example.

This child was different from other babies when he was born. He was so delicate and exquisite that he didn't look like an ordinary person, let alone a country kid.

That was all fine. When he grew up a little, he became a famous child prodigy in the surrounding area. At the age of three, he could recognize a thousand words and recite hundreds of Tang poems. At the age of four, he could write the Thousand Character Classic from memory. At the age of five, he could recite the Tangtou Song by heart.

What happened to this child? When he was six years old, he drowned while trying to save someone. After being rescued, he contracted meningitis due to the shock. In that era of lack of medical care and medicine, his brain was completely damaged.

From the little prodigy Zhou to the fool Wednesday.

Fortunately, although Zhou San was stupid, his family took good care of him. Even when life was difficult, they never lacked food for him. He grew up relatively smoothly until he was eighteen years old.

This time, I didn't keep a close eye on him and he fell into the water again!

Does the third son of the Zhou family have some kind of conflict with water? It happened twice. Once he took someone's intelligence, and once he took someone's life!

Oh, this time he's alive.

No one thought about it before, but now, Zhou Zhennan started to think about it. The third child has been afraid of water since he fell into the water when he was a child. Even if you pull him, he dare not get close to the pond or river within five meters. How could he fall into the water?

He is silly, but most of the time he is quite well behaved on Wednesday. His family members have warned him not to go to the water to play.

Zhou Xiaoba is a possibility!

Zhou Zhennan thought about it and glared at his younger brother.

"Second brother, why are you glaring at me?" Zhou Zhebei couldn't help but look around with his big eyes, and just happened to see his second brother glaring at him.

"What's wrong with me glaring at you? I heard that you want to be the father of the third brother?" Zhou Zhennan wanted to find a reason to deal with his younger brother, and that was easy to do.

"I didn't! You are wronging me. It was my third brother who wanted to call me dad!" Zhou Zhebei, can you try to suppress the corners of your mouth when you say this?

"Why did you hit me! I'm telling the truth. My third brother still calls my parents grandpa and grandma!" The hit was not severe. Zhou Zhebei ran away in a few seconds, talking as he ran.

Zhou Zhennan touched his face, stopped chasing his younger brother, and walked over to Zhou Zhexi who was eating millet porridge by the bed.

"Third brother, I am..."

"Second uncle!" Zhou Zhexi held the bowl, looked up at the man, and suddenly his eyes turned red.

"...I'm your second brother!" Do you really think of Zhou Zhebei as your dad? Why not call him dad?

"My dear!" It was the first time that Zhou Ran wore the body of someone whose name was not his own and whose gender was changed.

Although I wrote the novel myself and the setting is quite familiar to me, it is precisely because of this familiarity that I cannot control my emotions when I see the people I care about.

For example, she hasn't seen her second uncle in front of her for many years.

In reality, her second uncle died of liver disease when she was six years old.

Why did she get liver disease? According to her father, her second uncle switched from a cadre position to a truck driver to earn a few more yuan in driving subsidies. In the old days, the road conditions were poor, and it took eight or nine hours to drive from the county seat to Shanghai.

My second uncle often stayed up late, which caused him to develop liver disease. He died at the age of 49.

Zhou Ran remembered that at that time, her second uncle always took her to the canteen to buy snacks such as Big Bubble Gum and Jia Jia Le, and always asked her to take more.

The second uncle, who had never held his two sons, was the one who held and took care of her the most.

"What 'little darling'? Where did you hear that? Don't say your parents' dirty words!" Zhou Zhennan didn't understand that the third brother was calling him 'little darling', and heard it as 'sweetheart'.

Zhou Zhexi blinked and said, "Drink less, don't stay up late, and be careful of your liver!"

"Eh?"

"Sanduo! Sanduo!" A little girl with a wifi connection rushed into the house and started shouting when she saw Zhou Zhexi.

"Little auntie..." Looking at his aunt who couldn't speak clearly, Zhou Zhexi covered his face. Oh, it seemed like he was going to have a hard life.