I was reborn and returned to the age of three and a half. Did my mother also have a heart transplant

Mo Yan didn't know that after she left, a hilarious incident happened in Jiang Zhenguo's office.

Anyway, Mo Yan carried her little cub along the way and almost stopped pretending.

The plant's supernatural powers are used to the extreme.

While absorbing the life energy of all the plants along the way to replenish its own powers, it also feeds back to those plants.

As a result, the plants flourished more, and Mo Yan became more radiant because of her hurried journey.

Because the speed was too fast, Mo Yan hardly stopped during the entire journey, except for a short break to let the little cub drink milk from the bottle.

They were afraid that the fast speed would damage the cub's retina, so when they were on the road, Pei Zaizai was not allowed to stick his head out to look at the scenery outside.

Zaizai is also very well behaved, she understands this.

So as soon as her mother said it, she understood.

After drinking the milk, he would snuggle into the pocket on his mother's chest and fall asleep soundly.

Then I slept comfortably all the way to Shanghai.

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"Baby, we're here!"

With the sound of "Arrival", Pei Zaizai quickly stuck his head out of his pocket as if he had heard the sound of heaven.

Then I saw the colorful neon lights at a glance.

And the huge advertising billboard on Nanjing Road.

It’s just when the lights are coming on.

Even in the 1980s, when reform and opening up had just begun in Shanghai, as the country's future economic center, Shanghai's strong business atmosphere was already very active during this period.

Pei Zaizai was almost overwhelmed by what she saw. She had seen the even more prosperous Shanghai market in later generations.

At that time, the Shanghai Stock Exchange was no longer called the Shanghai Stock Exchange, but the Magic City.

It is not only the magic capital of the Dazhonghua family, but also almost the magic capital of the world.

When it comes to her, almost no one doesn't know her.

Pei Zaizai doesn't care about the Magic City of the future because she has seen it.

But Pei Zaizai loves the current Shanghai, because Mo Yan's mother brought her here personally.

The aroma of food wafted from under their noses.

Under the street lights, young men and women in fashionable clothes would talk to each other from time to time. They were not too close to each other, nor were they hugging each other, but anyone who saw them could tell that they were dating.

And they are a young couple in love.

so good!

This kind of atmosphere of freedom really has some prototypes of later generations.

Or maybe it could be said that Shanghai has always been such a passionate, free city, but it is now somewhat constrained.

"Mom, there are so many lights, so many people, and it smells so good! I'm hungry."

Pei Zaizai used the word "good" three times in a row, which made Mo Yan laugh.

Her sense of smell was more sensitive. The aroma of food and dishes wafting from various restaurants and hotels made Mo Yan, who came from the end of the world, finally understand what the fragrance of delicacies from mountains and seas was.

It turns out that the most delicious food really has to be found in big cities like Shanghai.

No matter how delicious the food in Luoxia Commune is, it is just the flavor of the mountains.

But the Shanghai Stock Exchange is inclusive of everything.

You can find food from all over the world here.

What’s more, the difference from Shannan is that in Shannan, when people go out to eat, they usually go to the state-owned restaurants in the town.

But in the Shanghai Stock Exchange, private business has long been open.

Take the restaurants and shops on both sides of the street, for example; many of them are privately owned.

Mo Yan wasn't picky, she took the cub, found the nearest big restaurant and walked in.

There were quite a few people in the restaurant, with the occupancy rate about 70%. The waiters inside were very busy, constantly going in and out serving dishes.

I saw Mo Yan carrying Niuniu in, with a green, strangely shaped backpack on her back that looked neither like a backpack nor a basket.

Although both of them were clean and both mother and daughter were pretty, the waiter could still tell that they were probably not from Shanghai.

Because the material of the clothes is too gray.

This kind of material is almost impossible to buy in the supply and marketing cooperatives in Shanghai.

Not to mention the young and fashionable men and women, who wear much brighter clothes.

"Hello, do you want to eat?"

A young waiter came up to greet us in Mandarin with a Shanghai accent.

This was the first time that Mo Yan heard the word "hello" in a hotel since he came to this time and space.

Anyway, it's good enough if the waiters in state-owned hotels don't curse or be rude to you. Don't even think about expecting them to say hello to you politely on their own initiative.

Of course, Mo Yan felt that the girl with pigtails from Luoxia Commune was quite nice to her and Niu Niu, but that was only a special case for the girl with pigtails. The salespeople and waiters in other places all gave people a feeling of looking down on them.

"Yes, we want to eat."

"Okay, please sit here. The other tables are big tables that seat five people. This is for two people. Do you think this is okay?"

Mo Yan looked at the location which was a bit in the corner and the table which was obviously smaller.

I suspect that the top of this table is not even as big as the chopping board in Peijia Village.

"It doesn't matter where you sit, as long as the food is served quickly. My cub and I have been traveling all day and are hungry."

It turns out that he is from another place.

The waiter thought to himself, looking at the fair faces of the mother and daughter, that they should have enough money. Although the dishes in their restaurant were not very expensive, it was impossible for a restaurant on this street to sell them too cheaply.

The waitress was a young girl herself, and she felt obligated to remind them, "Comrades, why don't you take a look at the menu on the wall and see what you want to eat. Our restaurant's serving speed is still acceptable."

Her original intention was to make her pay attention to the price behind the dish name, so that she would know that this was not the same price as in a state-owned restaurant in another place.

If they can't afford it, it's not too embarrassing to leave before ordering food.

As a result, Mo Yan took a look and immediately held the little cub in his arms, pointing at it and saying, "Cub, what do you want to eat?"

"Mom, you order. Whatever Mom orders, the baby will eat."

Pei Zaizai is considered an old hand. As soon as she saw the waitress's expression, she knew what she meant. However, her mother didn't seem to notice, so she didn't expose her.

After all, the girl didn't say anything to look down on them, she just hinted at the price of the food in their restaurant.

As long as the mother and daughter don't change their clothes or look, they will see such looks many times.

But Zizi doesn't care. As long as there is no discrimination on her face, she won't have any resistance.

If she wanted to be blunt on the surface, haha, then she wouldn't mind having a small body and pretending to be so.

"Then read all the content on the blackboard."

"Ah? What did you say?"

The waiter was dumbfounded and thought there was something wrong with his ears.

"Aren't we going to order? Then bring me all the dishes on the blackboard. I want to try them all."