I'm wandering in the world

Chapter 82 The World of Memories (Rest World)

Unscientific magazine. The x3 capacity magazine sounds a bit average, but it has a lot of room for operation during the battle. The higher the enemy's IQ, the easier it is to be confused, but it is only limited to the first battle.

When he fired 6 bullets in a row from a 18-bullet revolver, the enemy knew what was unscientific...

There is almost nothing to relieve boredom in the gray space except these doors and statues. Just practicing masturbation will make you bored.

There is no concept of the flow of time here.

Chen Qingyuan kept practicing shooting, and his feel improved. He mastered the skills and his accuracy increased. Within 30 meters, as long as the target was not too small, like the size of an average adult, he could hit it with a little aim...

Tired.

He flipped the "Obsession" card in his hand. It was time to go home and visit his family again.

The card fell to the ground and turned into a door.

walk into.

……

……

……

Noisy sounds flooded into my ears, it was still that small town.

The last time he came here, Xiao Qingyuan was only three years old, and he didn’t know what year it was now... "What year is it today?" He took out his mobile phone, which became a keypad phone, but still had a green screen. He opened the calendar, which showed 2000. It seemed that Xiao Qingyuan was already eight years old, and he seemed to be in the second grade.

The first thing Chen Qingyuan wanted to do when he came back was to visit his parents.

He was walking on the road.

I came back to the "hometown" in my memory. There was a red brick attic on top of the original stone house. The small vegetable garden surrounded by a fence was also surrounded by a red brick wall, only half a person's height. There was a guava tree more than one person tall in the vegetable garden, with dense leaves and growing very healthily...

Just then, an 11-year-old child came over and knocked on the small iron gate of the yard: "Chen Qingyuan, it's time to go to school!"

Chen Qingyuan stood in the shadows, trying to hide his figure. He carefully looked at the 11-year-old child, but could not recognize whose child he was...

Creak, the door opens.

The eight-year-old Xiao Qingyuan ran out: "I know, Brother Ayang!"

The mother chased after him with her schoolbag in hand: "Schoolbag, I forgot your schoolbag again!"

Little Qingyuan, carrying his schoolbag, followed his neighbor brother to school with a smile on his face.

It turns out that the older child is Ayang.

Chen Qingyuan didn't know why he felt a little sour at the tip of his nose. It seemed that when he returned to the world, he would return to the timeline of the world where he made the "change"...

Ayang is still here.

His mother wasn't going to turn into a lunatic and wander around town.

Chen Qingyuan thinks of himself as a greedy and desire-filled person, but the moment he sees Ayang grow up into a big boy, he feels like tears welling up in his eyes and feels extremely satisfied in his heart.

greedy……

What's wrong?

He greedily wanted to change all the memories that made him regret, suffer, and lose.

Chen Qingyuan came to the gate of the yard and knocked.

Before my mother entered the house, she turned around and looked at me, a little surprised: "You are..." Strange, why does this young man look so familiar...

She opens the door.

Chen Qingyuan smiled and said, "Sister, I went to your house to buy vegetables three years ago. Do you remember? But I didn't tell you my name at that time. Now... my name is Chen... Chen Guilin."

Chen Guilin?
The mother looked at the face of the young man in front of her and felt amazed that he looked a bit like her eight-year-old son for some reason.

She also reads books and attends storytelling sessions, and occasionally sees stories about "twin brothers" who have no blood relationship but look very similar...

Yes,
Met it three years ago.

At that time, Xiao Qingyuan was too young, and his facial features had not fully developed, so she didn't think it was strange...

The mother suddenly realized and said in surprise: "It turned out to be you, Ayang's mother has been looking for you everywhere!"

Chen Qingyuan smiled and said, "Looking for me?"

The mother nodded excitedly: "Yes, we all know it from the children. When Ayang was abducted by human traffickers three years ago, they saw you going up the mountain alone! Ayang said that an uncle saved him, shot and killed a bad woman who was a human trafficker, and then went down the mountain to chase another human trafficker..."

She was extremely emotional as she talked about what happened at that time.

Chen Qingyuan listened to every word his mother said, nodding his head from time to time to show his agreement. He didn't hear the content clearly, but his eyes fell on her face and he was a little absent-minded...

Eight-year-old Xiao Qingyuan.

My mother is already in her early thirties. In just three years since I last saw her, I could see that she had fine crow's feet at the corners of her eyes and a few spots on her cheeks, which were the result of long hours of hard work.

He felt a little pain in his heart.

He knew very well what kind of character Xiao Qingyuan was at this age...

Mother……

I apologize to you on behalf of my childhood self.

sorry……

Mom noticed that Chen Qingyuan was in a trance, so she waved her hand in front of him and said, "Am I talking too boringly?"

She stood up and said, "Ayang's mother has been looking for you for three years. She always checks to see if there is any news about you. She is very worried that you have no information and wonder if something unexpected has happened..."

Three years ago, no one knew Chen Qingyuan's name.

But his deeds were known throughout the small town, and even more famously in a village more than a thousand kilometers south of the Yellow River, and were reported in the news.

An "unknown" young man, after rescuing a kidnapped child on a tea mountain, killed a female trafficker, and then continued to chase another trafficker to an abandoned warehouse in the town. Witnessed by a motorcyclist, he outnumbered the enemy and killed several traffickers, and rescued several children in the town.

A few days later, a serious case occurred in a village south of the Yellow River, including murder and abduction.

The motorcycle driver then revealed the "story". It turned out that the young man who had rescued the child from the murderer in the town had followed the trafficker's phone book to find the trafficker's lair. Before leaving, he said he wanted to destroy the lair. The previous and subsequent events matched up, and what happened in the village south of the Yellow River matched up...

Three years have passed, and many people still talk about what happened at that time after dinner.

Everyone was guessing what the young man's name was.

All those who have seen the young man refused to provide his facial features. Even if someone did, it was nonsense. The facial features they pieced together barely resembled a basic human...

Mom is gone.

She soon came back with Ayang's mother.

Ayang's mother was a few years older and looked even older. There was nothing she could do. Her family also grew tea and was exposed to the sun all year round in the mountains. Even with a straw hat, it was still exposed to the wind and sun. When she saw Chen Qingyuan, she was stunned for a moment and her CPU almost burned out.

The words of thanks she had prepared on the way here got stuck in her throat, and she stammered, "This... looks a bit like your little Qingyuan when he grows up... and a bit like your husband."

My mother was immediately embarrassed and said, "Ayang's mother, what are you talking about? I was also shocked when I saw it. There are actually such things in the world. It's just like a story in a story club. But I'm sure he has nothing to do with our family. My husband would also be shocked when he saw it..."

Ayang's mother nodded, still looking at Chen Qingyuan's face, and said, "If I didn't know you so well, I would take all the male members of your family to a big hospital for a paternity test."

"Mother Ayang, I heard you were looking for me?"

Chen Qingyuan was sweating profusely.

He quickly changed the subject!
When the paternity test came out, Mom and Dad probably exploded right there...

They will find that they are in their early thirties, have an eight-year-old son and a twenty-five-year-old older son. The age difference is even more frightening than that in a horror movie!
I don't even understand how the rocking car works, what's the relationship between them?

Ayang's mother came to her senses. She no longer cared about Chen Qingyuan's appearance and knelt down with a plop: "Benefactor, you are the great benefactor of our family! Thanks to you for rushing to the tea mountain to save Ayang three years ago. If we had run around like headless flies, I'm afraid that when the children come back, my Ayang will be taken to who knows where..."

She was very emotional: "From then on, I would make sure it was safe before letting Ayang go out, and I would also pay attention to who he came into contact with! I was really scared. Ayang was the apple of my eye. If he was kidnapped, I would go crazy!"

Mom didn't stop Ayang's mom. It was normal to kneel down for such a great favor. If something like this happened to Xiao Qingyuan, she would knock her forehead until it bled...

Chen Qingyuan supported her: "Mom, get up quickly, it's all in the past."

Who knew that Ayang's mother didn't understand the "false support" trick at all, and she knelt there and talked to herself: "Ayang's father and I have discussed it seriously. If we can find you, we will let Ayang recognize you as his godfather! In the future, besides us, he will also respect you and take care of you in your old age..."

Go against Tiangang!

Chen Qingyuan couldn't help but have a scene from a movie appear in his mind.

That classic line is so appropriate at this moment!
We will discuss our respective matters from now on.

I call you brother.

You call me dad!
Chen Qingyuan's mind started to run wild. When Ayang was bullied at school, he said to him, "Brother, are you being bullied? Dad will help you fight back..."

He quickly waved his hands and said, "Don't be like this, Mom Ayang. Don't talk about the past anymore. I like to travel around and don't want to worry about too many things."

If a great favor cannot be repaid, it will become like a great hatred...

That’s the truth…

Chen Qingyuan took the initiative to downplay the matter, so as not to leave any hurdle in Ayang's mother's heart, nor to make it difficult for himself.

yard.

Ayang's mother kept repeating what happened that year, with a gleam in her eyes, as if she was telling a legendary event.

My mother was picking vegetables beside me, adding a few words from time to time.

Chen Qingyuan enjoyed this feeling very much. He suddenly thought of his grandparents and asked, "Is the Chen's noodle soup business in the town still the same as before?"

The words came out.

The atmosphere at the scene became cold.

Chen Qingyuan's dusty memories were refreshed, and he felt a little uncomfortable with his hands, not knowing where to put them.

The mother's face looked a little sad. She said in a depressed tone, "Those are Xiao Qingyuan's grandpa and grandma. Last year, grandpa started to feel unwell. He went to the hospital for a checkup and was found to have a tumor in his liver. It was liver cancer, a terminal illness. His grandfather was treated in the hospital. He looked pale and thin... He lasted for half a month, and finally passed away in agony... Only grandma runs Ah Xi Noodle Soup."

I have memories of my grandfather's death.

Chen Qingyuan already knew it in advance, but that was just a memory from his childhood and he had no idea which year it was.

The last time I came, I told grandpa to take care of his health and go to the hospital for check-ups more often, but the old man didn't listen.

Chen Qingyuan felt both pain and anger. Why do old people have their own stubborn lifestyle? They are afraid of hospitals like tigers, as if going to the hospital would give their bodies many inexplicable diseases.

He stood up: "Sorry, I talked too much."

Mom waved her hand and said, "No, no, birth, aging, sickness and death are all inevitable processes."

Chen Qingyuan nodded: "I am very happy to hear that little Ayang is growing up healthily today. Now it's time to leave this town and continue traveling..."

Ayang's mother hurriedly said, "Don't be like this, benefactor, I haven't repaid you yet!"

Chen Qingyuan said calmly: "Ayang's mother, don't look at me because I'm young. I'm still worshipping gods and practicing. If ordinary people help you, they should repay you and not let others down. But I'm different. I practice according to my heart and can't be affected by too much cause and effect from the outside world. I want to make good connections and know the results of good deeds. This is what I want... You live a good life, and that's my repayment!"

Ayang’s mother wanted to say something else.

Chen Qingyuan interrupted the spell and said, "Ayang's mother, I created good karma and you created good intentions. This is the best outcome. Now I know you are living a good life. The karma has been resolved and I am leaving. Maybe when I pass by again in the future, I will come to see little Ayang's condition..."

He turned to look at his mother and said with a smile, "Mom... Ahem, Xiao Qingyuan's mother, children must be educated from a young age. As the saying goes, if jade is not polished, it will not become a useful object. If the foundation is not laid well, it will be crooked when it grows up. Beat the child when it is necessary. Don't be afraid of hurting the child and make yourself hurt and consume yourself..."

I'm sorry, child, you just have to take this beating.

I'm all grown up, haha.

Chen Qingyuan left the yard with a smile like a "crooked-mouthed dragon king". Although he felt a little sorry, he was the one who got beaten. Not only did he feel better, but it also helped his mother sort out her feelings. Why not do it...

He came to the town.

A thin noodle soup.

The old man is busy.

Chen Qingyuan walked over and said, "Make a ten-dollar portion, and you can add whatever you want."

At that time, ten yuan for noodle soup was still a relatively "high-priced" expense. Grandma was a little shocked. She felt that the person in front of her looked familiar, but she couldn't remember who he was for a moment, so she just responded and continued to work.

Chen Qingyuan looked at his grandmother's lonely figure busying around behind the stove.

Sighed softly.

After finishing the noodle soup, he paid the bill and said, "I am a greedy person. I have been to so many places, but I still feel that the noodle soup here is the most authentic and the best!"

Grandma said thank you.

Chen Qingyuan left the store.

The grandmother stared at his back with the money in her hand. Although she was sixty years old this year, her eyes were not blurry. The young man looked almost the same as her son in his twenties, with a look of fifty between his eyebrows.

She suddenly had a ridiculous idea and shouted outside the store: "Xiao Qingyuan!"

Chen Qingyuan paused, but did not turn around. He continued walking... and slowly blended into the crowd.

Grandma stared at him blankly until he completely disappeared. She carefully folded up the 10 yuan she had just received and put it in the inner pocket of her clothes...

Seven days later.

In the gray world, Chen Qingyuan walked out of the door.

He was a little surprised. It was just a small experiment. He didn't expect that the things in the memory world could be brought into the gray world. Fortunately, the money was endless. He bought a lot of things, snacks, books, and carried them like a sack. Now it won't be too boring every time he completes a task...

(End of this chapter)