The luckiest thing in Yang Yunxiao’s life was meeting Achi.

Achi brought him back from the mountain and taught him how to read and write, and how to behave in society.

Even the foolish idea of ​​marrying Achi as his wife at the beginning was a very precious and lucky memory for him.

Later, when it was convenient, he went to look for his family, but it turned out that his mother had passed away and his father had remarried, seemingly having forgotten his two children in the remote mountain village.

Yang Yunxiao did not go to recognize his mother, but just paid tribute to his mother and told her about his current situation.

Later one year when traveling with Achi, the two of them turned back to the small mountain village.

After not seeing it for many years, the village has changed a lot, but it seems that not that much.

This place is so far away from the county town that the spring breeze of reform finally blew over here many years later than in other places.

He went to visit the grave of his eldest brother and his sister-in-law who had not yet married him.

Things that he had never thought about before, now naturally understood. It seems that his elder brother is indeed not a person worthy of trust, and his sister-in-law's parents were indeed right about him.

At the same time, I also understood more deeply why Achi gave up the leisurely life in the village.

Ling Xi on TV was talking freely in the interview, while the friends of the same age as Ling Xi in the village, both boys and girls, looked tired and were surrounded by a group of children.

If it weren't for Achi, even if Ling Xi could grow up safely, he might just be one of the masses, and his life would be nothing more than the small piece of land in front of him, with no future to see.

And he himself will die quietly and painfully one winter.

Memories are like a kaleidoscope. Yang Yunxiao knows that he doesn't have much time left. If possible, he would rather walk behind Achi. At least Achi doesn't have to be sad or face loss.

But his body seemed unable to hold on any longer.

But fortunately, his Ah Chi lived a long and healthy life.

"Achi, thank you."

Bai Chi was accompanying Yang Yunxiao through the last part of his life. When he heard Yang Yunxiao suddenly speak with a weak breath, he was stunned for a moment.

Then he smiled and replied: "You're welcome. It's my luck to meet you."

Then a smile appeared on Yang Yunxiao's wrinkled face, and he stopped breathing completely.

The old finger poked the handsome old man who was old but still good-looking.

Well, let’s just think of him as beauty in the eyes of the beholder.

He looked at the time and it was almost time for the children to get up. All the funeral arrangements had been made. Even Yang Yunxiao was gone, so he had nothing to be nostalgic about.

Close your eyes, contact the system decisively, and leave this small world.

Xiao Hei was still the same as before, happily welcoming his master's return, and started urging him without saying a word.

Nothing could be done in these five minutes, but there was nothing that could be done now. Bai Chi didn't even have time to drink a sip of water before Xiao Hei sent him back to the small world.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he was dazzled by the bright lights and vibrant nightlife in front of him, so much so that Bai Chi was in a trance for a moment.

"Wow, Master, I noticed you haven't been to this modern little world for a long time."

The previous one doesn’t count completely. By the time it develops to this point, the owner and her husband are probably in their seventies or eighties.

Bai Chi recalled: "Is there?"

Xiao Hei nodded vigorously: "Yes, come to think of it, the last time the master came to such a modern and small world of humans, it was the one where your husband was your bodyguard."

As Xiao Hei spoke, he pulled out his notebook and counted: "Wow, there are seven small worlds in between!"

Bai Chi also took a curious look, and it was true, he had never noticed these things.

The man was so focused on reminiscing about the past that he forgot what was happening in front of him.

Until a glass of wine was placed in front of Bai Chi, and even an arm wanted to hug his shoulders.

"Xiao Chi, give me some face. Drink this glass of wine, and from now on you will be my real brother!"

Bai Chi dodged the man's arm by turning sideways, picked up the phone beside him and stood up.

"Suddenly I remembered that I have something else to do, so I'll go back first."

After saying that, he turned around and left without caring about the ugly expressions of others.

The bar was noisy, but I could still hear the cursing voices behind me. They all said that he was ungrateful, that he didn't know how to be grateful for Brother Zhang's leadership, and that he was shameless.

Bai Chi didn't care at all, and asked Xiao Hei to transfer the original owner's memories to him.

Just now, when he took a quick look, he saw that everyone around him was a veteran in society.

Although he hadn't read the original owner's memory, his intuition told him that it was not good, so he left without hesitation.