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

Jiang Zhenguo listened to these words and thought of Mo Yan's identity.

It suddenly became crooked.

What Mo Yan was actually talking about was what she saw and learned in the two time and space.

Especially in the end times, we have seen a lot of intrigues among people and witnessed the twists and turns and darkness of human nature.

However, Jiang Zhenguo had already gained the impression of "Mo Yan is not a human" from Qin Hong, Meng Chang and the villagers of Peijia Village.

So I immediately thought of other places.

What Jiang Zhenguo thought was, yes, Mo Yan is not a human being, her life span is long and long, at least they don’t know how many years Mo Yan has lived.

That's why she said she saw too much.

It’s just that he has seen too much. In the years before he transformed into a human, Ayan may have traveled to countless places and met all kinds of human beings.

Of course, I have also seen many kinds of calculations and ugly behaviors of human beings.

So he thought she was smart and insightful, but Ayan had seen a lot, and in her eyes, all these human behaviors were no longer new to her.

"Ayan, you are right. I am narrow-minded. It is true that there are many smart people throughout history, but how many of them can have a good ending? Those who are good at scheming will eventually fail because of scheming. On the contrary, ordinary people are more likely to have a good beginning and a good ending."

"Uncle Jiang, what you said is not right. Do ordinary people want to be ordinary? It's the world that doesn't give them the chance to become extraordinary! Some paths have been blocked long ago by smart people, not giving people who are more ordinary than them the chance to run parallel."

"But little do they know that in the will of the world, no matter if they are smart or ordinary people, they are nothing more than ants. The world looks down on those who think they are smart and embarrasses ordinary people, thinking that they can achieve more success. Little do they know that when these people do this, it means that the will of the world will take away most of the rewards of destiny bestowed on all living beings."

"The more the self-righteous upper class tightens and suppresses the lower class, then by the same token, the will of the world will tighten the luck of this time and space. So Uncle Jiang, have you discovered? Since the beginning of human history, who were the first people to have great luck? In fact, they were all simple-minded and strong-limbed people."

"Or let me summarize it. They are extremely strong physically, but lazy brains, or their brains are not yet civilized and they are in the ignorant stage. For example, in mythology, Pangu created the sky, Kuafu chased the sun, and Houyi shot down the sun. Uncle Jiang, Director Qin, do you think Pangu was powerful? Kuafu chased the sun day and night. I can't say his physical condition was bad, at least I couldn't do it. As for Houyi shooting down the sun, let alone, how much arm strength do you think is needed to pull the bow and arrow that can shoot the sun? Are their physical conditions extremely strong?"

Qin Hong, Jiang Zhenguo, and even Xiao Baibai and Pei Zaizai were all stunned.

It seems that no one has ever looked at and interpreted this myth from this perspective.

"But, but isn't this a myth? It's all made up!"

"If you put it that way, I have to ask, how do you know it's a story? Is it made up? Who made it up? If the people who made up these stories have never seen it, how can they think of making up such stories? What is the purpose of making up such myths?"

Mo Yan's series of questions confused Qin Hong.

How would he know who wrote it?

But everyone in China knows that this is just a myth and legend, a story. Is there any need to ask?

As if seeing the subtext in his eyes, Mo Yan curled his lips and smiled calmly, "If I were you, I would think the authenticity of history books is more doubtful than myths."

"Think about it. If a myth is truly a story, it has been passed down for thousands of years without being lost. It has been passed down from generation to generation. What does this mean? It means that the things that happened were so shocking that no matter how many years have passed, as long as someone looks up and sees the sun, they will think that there were once 10 suns in the sky, and a man named Yi shot down 9 of them. That is why ordinary humans can survive today."

"That's why the story of Houyi shooting down the sun was deeply imprinted in the eyes of ordinary people who saw it at the time. They thought they saw a miracle, so it was passed down from generation to generation. Do you think this is closer to the truth?"

"On the contrary, our so-called history books, haha, let alone other things, just talk about things that happened less than ten years ago. Believe it or not, in another twenty or thirty years, not even hundreds of years, just twenty or thirty years, for example, my children may not know anything about it."

"Jiangsu, let me ask you, this incident that affected so many people, so many families, and so many lives should have a place in the history books. If not in a heavy stroke, at least it should be recorded. But do you dare to bet?"

“What will this hard-earned country look like in a few decades?”

Mo Yan's question was like a pair of scissors, piercing into Qin Hong and Meng Chang's hearts.

Both fell silent.

If it were before, they might have said without hesitation that they were confident and dared to gamble.

But now, my three views have not been completely overturned, but they are like a house built on sand, and are crumbling.

They dare not gamble.

But Pei Zaizai's eyes were surprisingly bright.

Because she was reborn from the future, she knew better than anyone that all those things were unfortunately predicted by her mother.

Pei Zaizai is a little suspicious now. Is it true that his mother is not a human being, but a great immortal from the end of the world?

After telling too many lies and maintaining them for longer and longer periods of time, even Pei Zaizai, who had initially just gone with the flow and let everyone mistakenly believe that her mother was an immortal, began to become confused.

I wondered if it was possible that my mother was not actually a human being in that apocalyptic time and space.

Is it that the mutant beast has become a spirit?

Or maybe she is a powerful plant king with supernatural powers like Aunt Green. Otherwise, how do we explain why my mother’s plant powers are so powerful?

Pei Zaizai became conflicted.

So, is mom really some kind of plant or animal that has turned into a spirit?

That’s why mom knows so many things, it’s because she has lived for so long.

But she is not living in a human form, which can also explain why Mo Yan's mother lacked common sense in the human world after coming into her mother's body!

So this is ah!

Pei Zaizai suddenly felt that the logic was finally self-consistent and finally formed a reasonable closed loop.

Mo Yan saw that her casual words made everyone silent.

I couldn't help but laugh, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, it's off topic! How about we stop talking and go back to the room to sleep, okay?"

"No! You have to say it!"

Jiang Zhenguo, Qin Hong and Pei Zaizai said in unison. At the same time, four pairs of eyes looked over (Xiao Baibai was also interested). Two words were written on their tiger faces and eyes: I want to listen!