My supermarket is connected to all worlds, and I've won so much money handing it over to the st

"Okay, okay, we'll eat it. It's just that we're so ashamed." Mr. Yang picked up the noodles, feeling a little lost.

Yang's mother also picked up her bowl of noodles, feeling anxious and flustered. "Thank you then, I love noodles the most."

The two ate heartily, as if afraid that Old Yang would think they didn't like it. Their manners were simple and honest, which made Old Yang smile. He then followed Little Yang's older sister outside.

Chu Feng wanted to follow, but Gu Xixi stopped him and shook her head.

Sister Yang walked very fast, looking flustered. She led Old Yang outside to a street lamp, stood there for a long time, and then mustered up the courage to ask, "Teacher, have you known me for a long time? Are we family?"

"What I mean is... you're a lot like my younger brother, the changed younger brother..."

After saying this, Sister Yang looked up at Old Master Yang with a cautious, tentative gaze, a sense of unease stemming from uncertainty, and a lingering sense of dread at having actually said those words.

Old Yang didn't know how to answer, after all, this matter was too fantastical. Just as he hesitated, Little Yang hurriedly waved her hand, "Maybe, maybe I'm overthinking it, teacher, I'm sorry, I..."

"Let me tell you a story first." Old Yang turned his back to Little Yang and began to recount that past event... His tone was somber and lonely, and his naturally hanging hands rubbed his fingertips.

Despite being an elderly man nearing eighty, who has weathered many storms, he was unable to remain calm and composed at this moment.

"In the end, the younger brother lived his whole life in loneliness and regret, and even in his seventies he still couldn't forget his parents and sister... Later, he got a chance to return to his youth in his seventies, and he met his parents and sister again. This time... do you think the younger brother's sister and parents will forgive him?"

Old Yang still didn't dare to look back at Little Yang.

Sister Yang was taken aback, but then everything made sense again. She was silent for a moment, then walked up to Old Man Yang with her head held high and answered firmly, "There was never any real strangeness from the beginning!"

"If all of that really happened, I think the older sister's last harsh words were an attempt to help her younger brother one last time. I think they never blamed him from the beginning. It's just that life is unpredictable."

Sister Yang raised her hand and patted Old Yang on the shoulder.

"It's true, because yesterday my parents were telling that little sister that her brother was also very well-behaved when he was little, but the relatives had bad intentions and liked to bully us and stir up trouble, so the little brother went astray for a time..."

“I also always remember that when I was little, I broke my leg while catching rabbits. It was my younger brother who carried me out for some fresh air, found bird eggs for me to eat, and traded his own food for cloth. He spent a long time making me a jacket, and in the end, he was so hungry that he became a skeleton but was still smiling… He has always been a good younger brother.”

Sister Yang also choked up a little, but each sentence she spoke was firm and certain.

"So my good brother just temporarily went astray, how could we really blame him? And as you said, he eventually became such a great scientist, respected and loved by everyone. We are happy for him, he became the person we hoped he would be."

"If I could, I would like to say to that younger brother, I forgive you! You have walked this path for so long and persevered for so long. You must be exhausted. You can take a break now. You are really good."

As soon as Little Yang finished speaking, Yang's parents came out, holding clean bowls and chopsticks. They looked at him with the eyes of parents looking at their son, saying, "You've worked hard all these years, my good child. We don't blame you, we just feel sorry for you."

“We are a family, a family that helps each other.” Yang’s mother’s voice trembled. Her son had aged so much in his seventies.

It's really upsetting to look at.

Old Yang looked at his parents in surprise, not expecting them to come too... He turned around and saw Gu Xixi smiling and waving, and immediately understood.

He involuntarily squatted down, covered his face with his hands, and began to sob sorrowfully.

The nightmares and inner demons of many years were released in an instant, and his whole heart felt relieved. Then, he burst into tears... Gu Xixi's eyes welled up with tears as she listened.

Some wounds take a lifetime to heal... thankfully, they have been healed.

Although Old Yang deserved it, overall, the Yang family seems to be quite good... except for those gossipy and malicious relatives.

Fortunately, there are now two possible outcomes, and both sides have achieved a satisfactory result.

It wasn't just Old Yang's family. Gu Xixi thought, "Whose family are these 80 people who received rescue, these 80 people who are about to go to live in parallel worlds? Whose lovers are they? Who cares about them? Whose people have they thought about their whole lives and can't forget them?"

Unbeknownst to them, they also survived, which can be considered a collection of many perfect moments.

Old Yang, exhausted from crying, stood up, wiped away his tears, and hugged each of his family members. Young Old Yang also went over, saying, "Hmph, I never thought I could live this long, that I'm so amazing."

He raised his arms, and the two Mr. Yangs, belonging to different times, embraced each other—one with relief, the other with gratitude.

A past self, finally free from regret, has changed before it could become a source of remorse; a future self, grateful to have saved the present self…

Cracks and inconsistencies appeared in the sky, invisible to the naked eye. Gu Xixi understood that this was the world's differentiation and the final stage of its disintegration. They only had a few hours left in the supermarket, and they had to leave.

She called out, "Sister Yang, please come in and talk. It's so cold outside, please come in quickly."

The group then went inside and sat in the warm room chatting. As the time for parting drew closer, Gu Xixi went out and gathered all the managers together for a meeting before returning to the Fa Da Cai Supermarket.

Everyone was inexplicably excited all night and didn't sleep. Gu Xixi simply made two hot pots with mutton, and the group chatted all night. The next morning, Old Yang's expression changed, but he had no regrets.

"Alright, it's been a whole night already. We should go back to work." Father Yang stood up, looking somewhat lost. The group left, exchanging different thoughts, their gazes lingering on Old Man Yang.

As the group descended the stairs, Old Yang realized it was time. He rushed to the stairwell and exclaimed, "Young Yang, study hard! Young Yang, your future is different now. Please, you absolutely must strive for your own path and create a life without regrets!"

"Father, Mother, take care!" The last words were barely audible, as Yang's parents had already gone downstairs and could no longer hear them.

When Mr. and Mrs. Yang walked out of the supermarket, their tears stopped abruptly. They stood outside for a moment, wiping the tears from their faces in confusion, "Why did I cry? What am I crying about?"