"Xiaohao, where have you been?"

"If you're out of love, don't think about it."

"Son, come back, Mom made you your favorite braised pork ribs."

"My son, hurry home quickly, no matter what you do wrong, your mother will forgive you."

"You went to the Evolved World, didn't you? Come on, Mom believes you can come back alive! ”

"Son, it's been half a year, it's time to go home, right?"

One piece of information, some of which are words, and some of which are voices, impacted Zhao Hao's eyes and ears.

Zhao Hao can feel his mother's intense mood swings, sometimes very sad, sometimes forced optimistic, and sometimes even crazy.

One year and seven months, more than 500 days, his mother sent him a > almost every day

The most recent one was sent yesterday.

Zhao Hao's tears came out of his eyes, and his mother was worried, he didn't understand the meaning of this poem until now.

"Mom, I'm back!"

"Mom, my mobile phone number and WeChat haven't changed, remember to look for me!"

"Well, I'll tell me my number, 188xxxxxx......"

Zhao Hao was in a hurry, sent a voice message, and sent a text message, as if he was afraid that he would be missed by the system.

A few minutes later, Su Yurong actually replied with a voice message, the voice was crying, vague, and vaguely seemed to be: "Son, is it really you?" ”

Zhao Hao didn't say a word, applied for a video call, and the other party quickly accepted the request.

Seeing his mother's haggard face, Zhao Hao choked up, and a thousand words came to his heart, but he couldn't say a word, only a dull whimper echoed with the waves.

"Son, mom knows that you won't die, and I know ......" Su Yurong spoke incoherently, and said a lot of things in a mess, and later only choked up.

Zhao Hao wiped away his tears and asked, "Mom, where are you?" ”

Su Yurong's mood stabilized a little: "Are you in Zhonghai?" I'll share an address with you, son, come over quickly. ”

Zhao Hao set off immediately.

My mother's location is actually on the outskirts of the city, not far from the sea.

Walking into the dilapidated tube building that was about to be demolished, Zhao Hao felt very heavy.

When he arrived at the shabby and dilapidated small room on the third floor, Zhao Hao wanted to cry again.

The tears of his life seem to be drying up on this day.

Su Yurong snuggled up to the door of the dilapidated room, waiting for her son to arrive.

She was wearing clothes that Zhao Hao was familiar with, and the clothes that used to fit well now looked very loose, because she was skinny and skinny, seven or eight years older than before, and she was alone under the reflection of the incandescent lights in the house, so haggard that a gust of wind could blow her down.

"Come on in, let Mom take a good look at you."

Su Yurong dragged her son in, sometimes touching his head, sometimes pinching his shoulder.

Zhao Hao was speechless, and knelt down in front of his mother.

"Silly boy, what are you doing here?"

Su Yurong wanted to help her son up, but she couldn't help her.

"Mom, I'm sorry for you."

Zhao Hao blamed himself and rejoiced. He was glad that he hadn't crossed over, and if he really had crossed over to another world and never came back, then his mother would be the way she is now, and it would be more and more miserable.

"Just come back, get up." Su Yurong has a natural optimism, this optimism has nurtured Zhao Hao since childhood, and has a great impact on Zhao Hao's character development, I saw her smile: "I thought that the two men in my life didn't want me anymore, haha, now that my mother has survived, I still have a son to support the elderly, you must not learn from your father." ”

Zhao Hao stood up, helped his mother sit on the simple wire bed, and said with a sad face: "Mom, don't make me happy, I had a meal with my uncle, and I know everything at home." ”

Su Yurong's smile became even stronger: "Looking forward to the stars, looking forward to the moon, looking forward to your return, can my mother not be happy?" You don't have to worry about things at home, you're better off alive than anything else. Besides, my mother has confidence in you, youth is wealth, you must not cry and cry and be depressed, it is useless, my mother is still waiting to enjoy your happiness. ”

"Yes, Mom, you're right, I won't let you suffer again in the future!" Zhao Hao was infected by his mother, and his whole body was on fire: "You have a good rest tonight, and tomorrow I will take you to a place so that you can say goodbye to the hard days from now on." ”

"Okay, this is my son." Su Yurong smiled and said: "You have become so strong and a little shorter, have you experienced the kind of genetic mutation they said and become a rare master?" ”

"Rare-level people are also considered masters?" Zhao Hao felt that he needed to make up for the definition of "master" by the earthlings, and coaxed: "Mom, I want to say that your son has laid an evolutionary base like Canglong, do you believe it or not?" ”

Smack!

Su Yurong just took out a box of biscuits and wanted to feed her son, so frightened that the biscuits fell to the ground.

Zhao Haole was happy: "Mom, don't be so exaggerated, you can't believe me once?" ”

"Mom just believed you, so she was so scared that she almost turned her back." Su Yurong said nervously: "Son, you are still young, don't fight for those things that are too big." Even if you lay a base, you can't ask for it, that thing is too hot, and it will be handed over to the organization to deal with, and my mother just wants you to live well. ”

"It's worthy of my mother, it's too witty, don't worry, I have a measured ......"

Zhao Hao briefly explained the situation, and finally relieved his mother.

The mother and son chatted for a long time, and Zhao Hao recounted his experience in a single way.

When his mother fell asleep, Zhao Hao sat on a stool and poured water on the net with the flow.

When searching for information on the beach, he accidentally clicked into a "Chinese Evolutionary Forum". This is the largest forum in China after the Canglong effect, and it is quite popular, and posts about evolutionaries are endless.

Zhao Hao stayed awake all night, making up all kinds of knowledge in the essence area of the forum.

What is valuable, what is delicious, he basically figured it out.

This made Zhao Hao breathe a sigh of relief, his poverty was only temporary, and in fact his net worth was very scary.

Just talking about the high-level mutated Black Eagle King Wings, it is a priceless god costume on the earth, and there have already been local tyrants who have offered 100 million to buy mutation-level wings. Zhao Hao picked two things and sold them at random, which was enough for a family of three to have no worries about food and clothing.

Zhao Hao's purpose is far more than that, he decided to take his mother back to the ancient desert city tomorrow, and then go to a neutral place to conduct a big sweep and buy those things that are very valuable on the earth in bulk. Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if Yu Wenjun can't bring benefits to Zhao Hao, Zhao Hao can also make a lot of money with the profits brought by the sweep.

Of course, the premise of all this is that the desert ancient city is open and a large number of consumers are pouring in.

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