The female bandit who traveled through another world knocked down Master Gao Leng

Shui Ruyan looked at Li Mengyun who was standing there in a daze. She could no longer control her excitement. She broke free from Song Linran's hand and pounced on him.

She hugged Li Mengyun tightly, saying over and over again: "Nannan, you're finally back. I missed you so much."

As he said this, he buried his head in Li Mengyun's chest and burst into tears.

While crying, she gently patted Li Mengyun's back with her hands: "Nannan, where have you been all these years? You left your parents behind and walked away. You have such a cruel heart.

Shui Ruyan wiped her tears and asked hurriedly, "Nannan, does it hurt? Mom didn't hit you on purpose. I was just too worried about you and too sad."

Li Mengyun shook her head, not knowing what to do.

After thinking about it, he gently hugged the heartbroken old lady in front of him, who was his grandmother.

My eyes were so sore that tears formed in my eye sockets.

Finally, I couldn't hold back, and the crystal tears quietly slid down my cheeks to my mouth. My eyes were blurred with tears, and the things in front of me became blurry.

Song Ruining was dumbfounded when he saw this. Both the old and young women started crying. What should he do? He couldn't help but look at his grandfather Song Linran with a headache.

"Grandfather, this, this..."

Song Linran had recovered from the shock of suddenly seeing Li Mengyun.

He already understood very clearly that the girl in front of him was not his daughter, but she must have a very close relationship with his daughter. Maybe she was his daughter.

So my daughter is still alive in this world, and she is this big now. Good, good!

When Song Linran thought of this, he felt relieved and slowly let out a breath.

Song Linran's eyebrows relaxed and he waved his hand at his grandson: "They like to cry, so let them cry for a while. Come, grandson, let's have some tea."

When Song Ruining saw that his grandfather had also recognized the wrong person, he became anxious.

He said loudly: "Grandma's eyesight is not good. She recognized the wrong person. It's understandable. Why are you talking nonsense, Grandpa?

This girl is not my aunt, she is Aunt Song Yao’s daughter, my cousin Li Mengyun, the little miracle doctor.

I'm bringing her back now to introduce her to the area and meet you guys."

Shu Ruyan, who was hugging Li Mengyun tightly and crying with tears and snot streaming down her face, stopped crying when she heard Song Ruining's words and looked up at Song Ruining.

Li Mengyun breathed a sigh of relief.

Oh my god, she didn’t even know how to tell her grandmother that she was her granddaughter, not her poor mother.

Shui Ruyan was stunned for a moment, and with red eyes she asked her eldest grandson: "Ning, what are you talking about? How could this girl not be your aunt? They look exactly the same."

"Grandma, you've cried so much for Aunt Yaoer these years that your eyes have become damaged. Your eyesight is not good now, so please take a closer look before you speak."

Shui Ruyan looked Li Mengyun up and down, stretched out her trembling hands, and described Li Mengyun's face one by one.

When she saw the red mole between Li Mengyun's eyebrows, she couldn't believe her eyes and rubbed it hard, but the mole was still there.

Shui Ruyan slowly stretched out her trembling hand and touched the red mole on Li Mengyun's forehead with trembling hands.

She murmured, "Nannan, why did you put a red mole? Well done, it looks really good."

When Shui Ruyan felt that the red mole was not dotted on but was real, her body drooped as if it was hit by a sledgehammer.

There was no light in his eyes, revealing deep despair and helplessness, and his heart was dead for a moment.

His body was trembling slightly, like a leaf about to fall in the autumn wind, so fragile that it could be swallowed up by the torrent of despair at any time.

Looking at the sad and helpless old lady, Li Mengyun couldn't help herself any longer and hugged her.

She cried out sadly, "My mother is Song Yao, I am Song Yao's daughter, and you are my dear grandmother."

"What? Little girl, you are Nannan's daughter?" Shui Ruyan was stunned.

Song Linran breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: It is true. Otherwise, how could there be two people in the world who are so similar?

"Little girl, come, sit down and tell your grandfather, where is your mother?"

Song Linran gave Li Mengyun a kind smile and waved to her.

Shui Ruyan also looked at Li Mengyun eagerly.

Li Mengyun sniffed.

Holding Shui Ruyan, he forced a tearful smile and said, "Grandma, come here, let me help you sit down. I will slowly tell you about my mother."

"Good boy, come, sit down quickly and tell grandma, your mother, is she okay? Where has she been for so many years? Why doesn't she come back?"

"Grandma, don't worry. Drink some tea to moisten your throat. I'll talk to you and grandpa later."

Li Mengyun said as she poured Shui Ruyan a cup of tea.

"Good boy, how can I not be anxious? Your mother has been missing for sixteen years."

"Yan'er, let the child take a breath. You will scare the child like this." Song Linran smiled apologetically at Li Mengyun.

"It's okay. I understand grandma's feelings very well."

Li Mengyun also took a sip of tea and thought for a while, wondering how to tell the two elders that their precious daughter was no longer around.

Song Ruining looked at Li Mengyun's embarrassment and said, "Grandfather, grandmother, I have a bad news and a good news for you.

The good news is that Aunt Yaoer’s daughter Li Mengyun is now here in front of you.

The bad news is that my aunt Yaoer has long passed away."

"what!"

Song Linran and Shui Ruyan stood up immediately.

Because he stood up too quickly, he bumped into the table, and the teacups and teapots on the table fell to the ground with a "ping-pong" sound and shattered into pieces.

Song Linran and Shui Ruyan looked at Li Mengyun in disbelief.

Shui Ruyan's tears started to fall again.

This time, tears flowed out in strings, like two boiling rivers.

His mouth was trembling and he was whimpering softly, like a wounded trapped animal, desperate and helpless.

Song Linran's eyes turned red, his hands were clenched into fists, and his shoulders were shaking slightly.

The energy in my body was gone all of a sudden, my spirit was gone, I felt like I had aged a dozen years and looked old all of a sudden.

Song Linran kept muttering: "It's gone, it's gone, the last bit of hope is gone."

As he said this, he suddenly fell down on the chair, looking at the pot of flying bird beauty on the shelf with red eyes.

The beautiful bird flowers are in full bloom, so brilliant, warm and full of vitality.

How could Nannan no longer be alive?

Suddenly Shui Ruyan closed her eyes and fell to the ground.

Li Mengyun, who was feeling sad and wiping her tears, was startled.

He quickly flew forward and hugged Shui Ruyan.

She cried out in grief, "Grandma! Don't scare Yun'er. Yun'er lost her mother, and unexpectedly lost her grandmother too. A child without a mother is like a weed. Don't you know? They all bully me, wuwuwu..."