"How about sending it back to my hometown? It's just right so I can spend time with my parents."
"Okay, then we'll go back in the afternoon."
Chen Mengyao said, "Okay, but I have to prepare some gifts later. I'll be gone for a hundred years, and I'll miss my son. Oh, and when I get back, I have to take videos and photos of my son. I'll miss him over there."
As she spoke, her eyes turned red.
Even though she is usually busy with work and seems like a workaholic, she doesn't care much about her son.
But as a mother, how can she not love her own children?
A hundred years over there is only a month here. She couldn't imagine the kind of longing she felt.
"As you wish."
Tang Xiaobao agreed.
"Is there electricity over there? Can I use my cell phone?"
"Ah, this really can't be done."
"What should we do then?"
"I'll figure it out. At worst, I can just bring a generator and some extra oil."
Chen Mengyao...
In the afternoon, the two returned to Seoul with their son, and Wanru also accompanied them.
As expected, Chen Mengyao bought several boxes of gifts, and Tang Xiaobao also brought a lot of supplements for the two elders.
The grandson is back, oh, Yaoyao is back too, Tang Qingshan and his wife are so happy.
While they were happy, Chen Mengyao said she was going on a business trip for a month, and the two elders didn't take it to heart.
They never imagined that this journey would last for a hundred years.
The next day, the Weaver Girl came to the door.
She only said one sentence to Tang Xiaobao and left in a hurry.
"After five days, I will send you to Heaven. You need to arrange your affairs. I also have some things to prepare on my side."
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