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

With this joke, the atmosphere instantly became much more lively.

"My eldest brother has gone to prepare things, father-in-law——"

Mo Yan shouted softly, and then Pei Mingren appeared from nowhere.

"Ayan, is it time for breakfast?"

"Yes."

"Okay, okay, we'll be there right away!"

Pei Mingren said this and quickly went to the kitchen with his back bent.

This scene stunned the three of them for a few seconds.

But I have become accustomed to maintaining my curiosity, not asking questions that I shouldn’t ask and not looking at things that I shouldn’t look at.

Jiang Zhenguo yelled, "Oh, I got up and opened the door and saw Mr. Ye and Mr. Zhou doing morning exercises. I was so busy talking to them that I didn't even brush my teeth. I have to hurry."

As he said that, he rushed to the washroom.

Pei Zaizai, wearing his little slippers, followed happily, "Grandpa Jiang, wait for me, I want to brush my teeth too!"

"Ouch, Niuniu, slow down, be careful of the slippery ground." Jiang Zhenguo hurriedly stopped and waited for his son.

Little Baibai came down from upstairs slowly, using his huge body to follow calmly for a few steps.

He lay down on the ground outside the bathroom.

The snow-white fur and the snow-white snow form a perfect pair.

"Mr. Ye, Mr. Zhou, you are here to exercise early in the morning. I think you haven't had breakfast yet. Have something to eat with me."

"Okay, then I'll trouble you, Comrade Mo Yan!"

Boy, these two are not polite at all.

They are probably afraid that if they are too polite, it will be their own stomachs that will be hurt.

We are going into the mountains soon. How can we have the strength to walk on the mountain road if we don’t have a full stomach?

The two of them walked into Mo Yan's main room as if they were familiar with the place. When Jiang Zhenguo brought Pei Zaizai, who had also finished washing up, to the main room, the dishes and chopsticks had been set out for them.

Pei Mingren and Pei Laoya quickly and swiftly brought the breakfast buns, dim sum, rice porridge and side dishes to the table one by one.

Mo Yan looked at their faces and secretly fed them some small balls of green energy while they were having breakfast.

Otherwise, let alone Zhou Dachao, even Ye Youqing, who was slightly better than him, would not be able to survive in the mountains.

Mo Yan verbally agreed to the wolfhound guard's job yesterday, but he didn't really plan to let Ye Youqing patrol the mountains despite his illness. Wouldn't that be simply asking the old man to die?

Ye Youqing and Zhou Dachao, who were drinking steaming millet porridge and munching on delicious vegetable and meat buns, both felt a comfortable warm current that entered their bodies the moment they ate the buns.

I suddenly felt that the spirit that had been forced out was washed and wrapped like a hot spring.

I was too embarrassed to talk about the fatigue and weakness, but now I don’t feel it at all.

I just felt much more energetic, and my body no longer felt hefty as if I would fall to the ground at any second.

The two of them looked up at each other at the same time, wanting to confirm that they were not the only ones feeling this way.

Then, after exchanging glances, they confirmed that this sudden comfort was definitely not accidental, but was caused by Comrade Mo Yan secretly curing them!

He must have also given them the same green ball of light that they had seen before, which was used to treat Jiang Zhenguo.

So this is magic!

It’s really special!

The effect is really immediate and effective! The effect is immediate and fast!

No wonder the immortals or the successful demons in the stories can all call the wind and rain and have boundless magical powers.

I used to think that these were just mythological stories made up by ancient people when they had nothing to do.

Now it seems that they are the fools.

What is a story?

If there really was no reference at all, how did ancient people from all over the world know that Pangu created the sky and Nuwa created humans?

People nowadays have newspapers, registered mail, and can write letters to exchange information.

So, I would like to ask, in the wild and primitive times, when humans were scattered in many different places, how did they manage to unify all the versions of myths?

No one had thought about this problem before, but now that they think about it carefully, they have to redefine the word "story" in mythology.

The stories may not all be untrue.

It could be totally true, couldn't it?

So monsters, ghosts, gods, fairies...it is entirely possible that they are real.

However, as time goes by, the area where they live may be completely separated from ordinary humans.

The two sides do not interfere with each other.

Humans don't know that they really exist.

And they don't even bother to let humans know that there are powerful beings like them.

Therefore the world is at peace.

Ordinary humans seem to have become the mainstream of this world.

However, Mo Yan just showed up.

There is an absolute barrier between her abilities and her existence and those of ordinary people in this world.

And this barrier is something they will never be able to overcome in their entire life.

They didn't know where Mo Yan came from.

Can ordinary people go to the place she came from?

Countless curiosities kept rolling in their minds, and they wanted to ask.

But I was afraid of offending Mo Yan.

Jiang Zhenguo also received feeding and treatment from Mo Yan's energy balls.

Compared to Ye Youqing and Zhou Dachao's relief and amazement, Jiang Zhenguo just felt that it was all over. Did A Yan want him to sleep and not let him go?

Didn’t we agree to treat him after he comes back? Why are they feeding him green energy balls now?

Wouldn't he fall asleep soon?

Jiang Zhenguo was a little unhappy. He stopped eating the bun and looked at Mo Yan with a wronged and accusing look.

Mo Yan shook his head helplessly, "Don't look at me like that. Don't worry, I have given life energy to the three of you. I promised to take you into the mountains, so I will naturally not go back on my word."

After hearing what Mo Yan said, the three of them looked at each other and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not that I plan to abandon them all, just don't let them go into the mountains.

After breakfast, Pei Guohua brought Meng Chang and Qin Hong together. Both of them and Pei Guohua had things in their hands.

Among them were the leather jackets and windproof and warm clothes that Mo Yan said he would give the three of them to wear when going into the mountains.

After seeing them, I quickly distributed the things to them.

Ye Youqing and Zhou Dachao now really have strength, and they are no longer forcing themselves to talk to Mo Yan like before.

The two of them, including Jiang Zhenguo who was a step slower, got their respective thermal clothes.

Without wasting any time, they quickly put on their clothes, tightly and tightly, making sure not a single breath of cold wind could get into their clothes.

Finally, he urged Mo Yan in a heroic and confident manner, "Comrade Mo Yan, we are all ready and can set off at any time!"