Grandpa Song walked towards Song Li tremblingly. Although the distance between them was very close in his eyes, Song Li stood there without moving, and no matter how he walked, he could not get any closer.
No matter how far he walked, Song Li always stood at that distance.
"Little Ali, don't run too fast. Grandpa is old and can't catch up." Grandpa Song stopped, waved his hand, and smiled kindly.
It was as if Song Li was playing a game with him, just like when they were little. Song Li was running in front, while Grandpa Song was slowly chasing after him on crutches. The setting sun stretched out the silhouettes of the people, and the little girl's lively and playful laughter could be heard from far away.
Song Li suppressed the heat in his eyes and said, "Grandpa, I won't run away anymore. I... came back to see you. Why are you still weaving so many bamboo baskets? Didn't I tell you to have a good rest and not to work so hard? Do you want your eyes anymore?"
"Grandpa is not tired and can still work. Little Ali has grown up and grandpa still needs to save up a dowry for her. The price of bamboo baskets has increased and one can be sold for twenty yuan." Grandpa Song looked at Song Li not far away with a smile, and the corners of his eyes, which were full of deep wrinkles, relaxed.
"Grandpa, I'm working and earning a lot of money now, so I don't need you to save up a dowry for me."
"Grandpa knows," Grandpa Song smiled and looked in Song Li's direction.
[Countdown 10 seconds, 10, 9, 8...]
"Grandpa, please don't be reluctant to spend money. I have a high income now, so I don't need you to save up a dowry for me. I'm very busy at work, so I'll leave now. I'll come to see you next time. Grandpa, please don't weave so many bamboo baskets. It hurts your eyes..."
As soon as Song Li finished the last word, the scene in front of him began to distort. A crackling electric current flowed through, flashed a few times, and quickly disappeared.
Grandpa Song watched the person in front of him disappear, his eyes reddened. He raised his rough, wrinkled hand and wiped the corners of his eyes.
Little Ali, I was worried about the old man, so I came back to see him.
What Song Li didn't know was that time passed differently in the two worlds. In this world, only time had passed, but in her original world, five years had already passed, and she had long since been listed as missing, her household registration showing her as deceased.
The system deceived her.
The system told her that as long as she completed the task, she could return to her original world and return to the time when she entered the book.
In fact, it is impossible.
Suddenly, hurried and messy footsteps were heard in the quiet yard.
A middle-aged woman dressed in a cheongsam and with her hair tied up in a bun, looking very classical and elegant, walked in aggressively.
Her well-maintained face glanced with some disgust at the yard, which seemed shabby and dirty to her. The half-processed bamboos were piled on the ground, and she walked past them with disgust in her high heels.
"Dad, have you thought it through? Dewu is your only son, and you can't take this money with you when you die. I don't understand why you're holding on to it so tightly. Isn't Dewu your son?"
The middle-aged woman has always regarded herself as noble and noble, acting like a cool goddess, but in the past two years, she has been unable to get what she wanted again and again, and she can't help but feel irritated, with a harsh and sarcastic look on her face.
A middle-aged man in accomplished attire followed him timidly, with his head lowered and not saying a word, his presence felt extremely low.
The middle-aged woman turned her head and saw that he was still in this horrible state. She snorted in extreme disappointment and looked at Grandpa Song: "Dad..."
Grandpa Song, whose attitude had softened a bit in the past few days, now refused without hesitation: "No, I can't give you this money."
"What?!" Song's mother's face changed, and her tone became sharp. "Dad, if you don't want to give it to your own son, who else do you want to give it to? Are you interested in some old lady and want to leave it to her?"
Grandpa Song was annoyed by her aggressive attitude and gasped, "This money belongs to Xiao Ali, you can't touch it."
When this name is mentioned, the middle-aged woman becomes extremely angry. What a rebellious girl!
Evil and unfilial little girl! Cold-blooded and selfish ungrateful bastard!
She had raised her so carefully to grow up and become a successful person, but this is how this rebellious girl repays her?
He left a will early on, leaving all his property to this immortal old man, and her biological mother and father didn't get a penny!
Song's mother suppressed her anger and said, "Dad, how many times do you want me to tell you that Song Li has been missing for five years. If he were still alive, he would have returned long ago..."
Grandpa Song said firmly: "She is still alive, she will come back."
"She's dead, she's dead!" Song's mother roared impatiently, "If you want to hold on to this money and not share it with your son and daughter-in-law, just say it directly. What excuses are you making?"
Although she had a bad fate and didn't get to marry the man she loved, fate had been kind to her. The man she loved lost his wife in middle age. Their two remaining children, one studying abroad and the other starting a business, were both short of funds.
Firstly, Song's mother wanted to seize this opportunity to help her beloved family and let them remember her kindness. Secondly, she learned from her beloved that Song Li, the rebellious daughter, had left behind quite a lot of property!
One of Song Li's suitors committed suicide in the third year after her disappearance, and all the property under his name was transferred to Song Li. According to the notarized will made by Song Li during her lifetime, the property was then transferred to the name of Grandpa Song.
I heard it was worth at least 10 billion. This suitor was a business genius, building a splendid family business from scratch. He had no children or relatives. His unexplained suicide at the time shocked the world, dominating the trending topics for a month. Countless conspiracy theories were raised, but in the end, all the evidence confirmed it was suicide.
Song's mother, who always prided herself on her purity, elegance and regard for money, was so excited.
When I first heard it, I thought it was fake. It was unbelievable, like a fairy tale.
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