The driver's uncle was a chatterbox, and he was looking for topics to chat with Ling Xing and Su Qingluo all the way.

It's better to say it's a chat, it's better to say that it's his separate output.

What topics can Ling Xing and Su Qingluo talk about with a middle-aged uncle at this age? Twenty years of time difference, separated by the torrent of the generation gap.

But the uncle is completely unaware of the torrent.

Along the way, Su Qingluo and Ling Xing made a perfunctory "um" and "oh" a few times, and the uncle could say it well alone.

He first asked Ling Xing and Su Qingluo's age, then because the two of them were a couple, and finally asked which school the two of them attended?

Ling Xing replied one by one, and the answer was very simple.

When they answered their age, the uncle was surprised and said, "You are the same age as my daughter." ”

When they answered the school they attended, the uncle was even more pleasantly surprised: "My daughter is also studying in F high school."

This is really a bit of a coincidence, Ling Xing took the opportunity to ask, "Then what is your daughter's name?" Maybe I'm in the same class. ”

The uncle smiled heartily: "Don't say it, it's really possible, after all, this world is so big."

Then the uncle steadily output a large paragraph about the size of the world and the various coincidences in the world, and then remembered to answer Ling Xing's question just now: "My daughter is in her second year of high school this year, her name is Qiu Yilin, do you know the little girl?"

Ling Xing's eyes widened.

The chattering man in front of him is actually Qiu Yilin's biological father?

Sure enough, the world is so small.

Ling Xing quickly stabilized her expression, and glanced at Su Qingluo, who was watching her from the side, and finally didn't tell the truth to the honest uncle in front of her.

There's no way, his daughter wants to hurt her, she can't tell everything about it, right?

Besides, now that the driver's uncle is driving them to their destination, if the system knows about it, it may not be a good thing for Su Qingluo's grandmother.

Ling Xing said that he didn't know him, and the driver's uncle didn't have any surprises: "Your school is so big, and there are so many students, it's normal not to know each other." ”

There was finally silence in the car for a while.

It didn't take long for the driver's uncle to sigh leisurely and say, "My daughter, I don't know what's going on since the school started this year, and the whole person is like a different person......"

Ling Xing pursed his lips and was silent, but he unconsciously sat up straight, listening to his uncle's words.

Turning a corner, the driver's uncle continued: "She used to have a good personality, and she can always understand me and her mother's difficulty, and this year I don't know if it's too much pressure to study, alas~ She doesn't communicate with us, which is disgusted with her mother's dirty body all day long."

She also didn't want to think about how her mother could be clean after working in the flour mill for most of her life.

Ling Xing clenched the hand on the seat, and she wanted to tell the driver uncle that his daughter might not be his original daughter anymore.

His well-behaved and lovely daughter, whose soul is squeezed out by other souls, and her body is being occupied by others, and I don't know if she will return her body to her uncle's daughter in the future......

But she couldn't speak, not a word.

Don't say this, Uncle Driver, believe it or not, at this time, she must not startle the snake and let the system detect any abnormality.

There are still high-level officials on the system, who knows what kind of means will be used to her at that time?

At the moment, she may have only one way, which is to let Qiu Yilin no longer complete the task, and let the system judge that Qiu Yilin's task failed.

Only if the mission fails, no one will interfere with her life.

The car drove for almost an hour before it stopped in a remote town.

The town still retains the ancient buildings, green bricks and green tiles, looking at the past is quite old, but the scenery here is not bad, and it can also be green in the cold winter.

Bidding farewell to the driver's uncle who enthusiastically said that he would wait for them to go back, Su Qingluo took Ling Xing's hand and took her to the ancient town.

The past here is full of fresh faces, no one knows Su Qingluo, and no one knows Ling Xing.

For those who suddenly appear in this ancient town, there are also people who will stop and watch them for a few seconds, but only for a few seconds.

The road was paved with broken green bricks, and it was a little bumpy, Ling Xing tightened the hand that was held by Su Qingluo, and asked him: "I have lived in F City for so many years, and I never knew that there was such an ancient town so close to my home."

Su Qingluo tightened her moving hand and said slowly: "If it weren't for my grandmother living here, I probably wouldn't know."

The sun is setting and the sky is getting dark.

The streetlights on the side of the road suddenly lit up, pulling out two long shadows for the two of them.

After walking a short distance, Ling Xing saw an old lady standing at the door of a house, and the old lady was looking in their direction, looking over as if she was waiting for someone.

Ling Xing subconsciously let go of the hand he was holding with Su Qingluo, Su Qingluo glanced at her sideways and didn't say anything.

When he got closer, Su Qingluo called out to the old lady: "Grandma."

My grandmother was a very kind old lady, she was wearing a cotton dress she had sewn herself, her silver hair was meticulously combed, and she smiled before she could speak.

"Xiao Luo is here."

She looked away from Su Qingluo and landed on Ling Xing instead.

Ling Xing retracted his thoughts and hurriedly shouted, "Grandma."

The smile on my grandmother's face deepened: "The little girl is so pretty."

After that, my grandmother held Su Qingluo with her left hand, Ling Xing with her right hand, and walked into the courtyard without favoritism in one hand.

There was a wooden fence in the small courtyard, and some ducks and geese were rolled in the fence, and when someone entered the courtyard, those ducks and geese quacked.

Grandma led Su Qingluo and Ling Xing into the house, her house was the kind of old-fashioned blue-tiled house, the room was not big, but it was clean and tidy.

As soon as he stepped into the house, Ling Xing smelled a smell of incense.

The stone hanging from her heart fell suddenly, and she knew that she had come to the right place this time.

Grandma beckoned them to sit down and poured them a cup of hot tea.

The hot tea was held in the palm of his hand, warming his cold fingers, and also warming Ling Xing's cold heart that was stimulated by Qiu Yilin.

Grandma also sat down and chatted with them about family life, and the old lady loved to laugh, so that the corners of her eyes were wrinkled, and she looked kinder than the old ladies of the same age.

When the topic was almost hot, Ling Xing glanced at Su Qingluo, Su Qingluo instantly understood, he stood up and said to his grandmother, he hadn't been here for a long time, and he wanted to go out for a while.

Grandma naturally wouldn't refuse, and asked him to take Ling Xing for a walk.

Of course, Ling Xing wouldn't go out with Su Qingluo, she broke Su Qingluo so that she could talk to her grandmother alone.

Grandma also seemed to see the purpose of Ling Xing's visit, she sat slowly on the stool next to Ling Xing on the table, reached out to hold Ling Xing's right hand, and slightly stroked her sleeve.

The red cinnabar rope is exposed.

Grandma stopped laughing, and her expression became serious: "Little girl, I can already know about you."

She didn't laugh, but Ling Xing couldn't help laughing when she heard this, she just smiled and laughed silently.

She held her grandmother's wrinkled hand and pleaded: "Grandma, those people who snatched my things look down on me on the one hand, but they are at large with my things on the other, is there really nothing they can do about her?"

Grandma was silent for a moment and asked Ling Xing, "What do you want to do?"

Ling Xing's eyes were extremely firm: "The things that were snatched are naturally made for them to return them double!"