"It's time to eat!" Su Weiwei shouted to Wang Mo and the children.

"No, from now on, everyone is going to cultivate superpowers, everyone hurry up and eat!"

At this moment, Wang Mo's words were the most reasonable words for the children, and they were convinced, only to see a group of children hugging Wang Mo to the dinner table.

Aunt Song and Weiwei cooked a lot of dishes, and the children were very happy, and even many children even gave Wang Mo vegetables.

"Xiaomo, the children like you very much!" Aunt Song was a little surprised to see that Wang Mo was so popular.

"Grandma Song, uncle has superpowers, we all have to learn superpowers from uncle!" Zhuang Zhuang said very seriously and ate the meal, and said vaguely.

There was laughter and laughter at the dinner table, and everyone was very happy.

For Wang Mo, he has found a long-lost home.

For Aunt Song, Wang Mo found happiness, and he was very pleased.

For Su Weiwei, Wang Mo seems to have changed, and she is happy for Wang Mo.

There's nothing more exciting for kids than having superpowers.

"Uncle Wang, did you see it?" Wang Mo looked at the mound not far away and asked in his heart.

After eating, the children were still reluctant to let Wang Mo leave, many children pulled Wang Mo and didn't let him go, Wang Mo had to agree, come over every other month to "check" their superpowers, although the children were reluctant, but they all agreed.

At this age, they should be the time to cheat, but their sensibility makes Wang Mo feel very distressed.

Aunt Song was also reluctant, but after all, adults would not easily show sadness, but Wang Mo could see that before leaving, Wang Mo wrote down the bank account number of the welfare institute, and called the company when he walked to the door.

"I'm Wang Mo!"

The financial side was surprised: "Wang... Wang Dong! ”

"Call 5 million to go to the Fenghai City Welfare Institute, and let the Minister of Human Resources sign the list!"

The finance side was still in a daze, and Wang Mo had already hung up the phone.

Su Weiwei remembered what Wang Mo said before, and asked Wang Mo: "My dear, you said before that you found your parents, what's going on?" ”

Wang Mo didn't know how to answer, he sighed: "Weiwei, I've been in a coma for half a year, right?" ”

Su Weiwei nodded.

"Actually, this six months is actually a short time for me, and it was like a dream for me. Even to me, what happened in my dreams is that now it seems that everything that happened also happened! ”

Su Weiwei was a little puzzled: "Wait, I didn't understand what you meant!" ”

"Do you know why I brought you to the orphanage today?"

Su Weiwei shook her head.

"Because in my dream, I also dreamed of the welfare home, I dreamed of Aunt Song, I dreamed of the dean's illness, and what the dean said..."

Su Weiwei looked at Wang Mo and saw that Wang Mo's tone didn't seem like a joke, no wonder Aunt Song was surprised when Wang Mo said just now that it was not the dean who told them that Wang Mo had found her father.

"Are you saying you had a dream when you were unconscious, but that dream was fulfilled in reality?"

Wang Mo nodded: "Yes, and we dreamed that my father was Gao Zhengye, and my father was killed by Zhou Yan and Liu Guohua!" ”

This matter was a little strange to Su Weiwei, but she knew that Wang Mo would not lie to herself.

"Don't you believe it? Actually, I don't believe it either, but I thought about it, how could I get a big company for nothing? That's one of the best groups in the country, and I, a poor boy, work in a real estate agency, and get a salary of thousands of dollars a month. How did you get such a big pie for no reason? What Wang Mo said was very pertinent.

Su Weiwei didn't speak, she also felt that what Wang Mo said was reasonable, if there was no certain relationship, how could she get such a large amount of wealth.

Even at this moment, Wang Mo felt that this so-called system might be the only clue left by his father.

His father was spurring him, and he thought about it, and through this system, he had indeed changed a lot.

The original self was cowardly, timid, and inferior. But now I can easily face all kinds of changes, stand up bravely in the face of unfairness, and be neither humble nor arrogant in the face of anyone.

I'm growing, and I'm growing up so that I can't believe it.

Is the system helping you, or is it your parents?

"Could it be you? Parents! Wang Mo asked himself in his heart.

"Ding......

"The system has detected that the host has a strong desire, please go to Fenghai No. 2 Cemetery, where there is the answer that the host wants!"

Wang Mo was stunned, his wish was to find his parents, does the systematic detection mean that he can find his parents?

Even if his parents died, he could find his parents, which was an explanation to himself and his wish for many years.

"Weiwei, will you accompany me to Fenghai No. 2 Cemetery?"

Su Weiwei nodded: "Is it uncle?" ”

Wang Mo shook his head: "I don't know!" But I want to check it out! ”

For Su Weiwei, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, as long as Wang Mo needs it, she will go to the soup and fire, before Wang Mo fell into a coma, Su Weiwei felt that she didn't love Wang Mo so much, but when Wang Mo was in a coma, he felt that kind of heart-piercing pain, from that moment she knew that it was not that Wang Mo could not do without herself, but that she could not do without Wang Mo.

Su Weiwei saw that Wang Mo's thoughts were very chaotic, and grabbed his hand tightly: "My dear, no matter where you go, I will accompany you!" ”

Wang Mo nodded, and also took Su Weiwei's hand and got into the car.

In fact, Wang Mo has never been to Fenghai Mausoleum Cemetery, this kind of place may not be a place for him in his life, he himself was born in a welfare home, and now the director is buried in the welfare home.

For myself, not coming to the cemetery is a happy thing, because I don't have to be sad.

But it's also sad not to come here, because I don't even have a loved one I want to pay tribute to.

The people who came to the cemetery were all dressed in plain clothes, and everyone's faces were heavy.

For the dead, it is eternal. It is your own resting place.

For the living, this is a sad place, how many people have shed tears here, and how many people have lost their black hair here.

The greatest pain caused by death is that the living do not know how to face the future path.

There were still people coming in and out next to the cemetery, Wang Mo and Su Weiwei stood at the door, and saw a couple holding ashes and photos with broken hearts.

They were torn apart, and they were followed by a group of people in uniform, all about twenty years old. Everyone was healthy, but everyone's faces were sad.

"Child, if you go, how will your parents live in the future!" The mother's legs were weak, and she couldn't cry as she held the urn covered by the flag.

There is no greater pain in the world than a white-haired person sending a black-haired person.

At the same time, the group of people also immediately stood up and saluted, which was the way they were most familiar with each other to bid farewell to their comrades.