I wouldn't fall in love with an old enemy

Of course, it didn't take long for Lin Lang to sit up resignedly.

This body was very weak, Lin Lang moved slowly to the side of the bed, got off the ground, and felt a little exhausted after walking a few steps.After thinking about it like this, I feel that it is better to be in the cultivation world, where I can relax without eating or drinking without illness and pain.

It's really hard to have both.

Lin Lang walked to the door and saw that it was a small yard, only a few square meters in size, and there was another small room next door, which was the same as the room he stayed in. The opposite side of the yard should be the kitchen, and Lin Lang could smell the aroma of cooking.

Not long after standing at the door of the room, a middle-aged peasant woman came out of the kitchen. She was wiping her hands with a towel, but when she looked up and saw Lin Lang standing at the door, she quickly walked up: "Little wolf, why are you up?" Yo."

Lin Lang frowned, but the name didn't seem to have changed, which saved a lot of trouble.Judging by the appearance of this peasant woman, she should be the mother of this body.Lin Lang has lived for hundreds of years, and has never felt what it is like to have a mother. To be honest, he doesn't know how to deal with it.

He tentatively asked cautiously, "Mom...?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt his nose a little sour.

The peasant woman responded, and drove Lin Lang in again: "Go back to the house quickly, it's windy outside."

Lin Lang did not receive any memory of this body, and was afraid of being caught by this woman, Lin Lang decided to preemptively strike: "...I don't seem to remember what happened before, can you tell me about it? ?” Originally, Lin Lang was supposed to speak the dialect with the woman, but he couldn’t speak it, so he still spoke Mandarin.

The woman paused as she pushed Lin Lang into the room, and hesitated, "What are you talking about?"

Lin Lang repeated: "I seem to... have lost my memory?"

The woman walked around in front of Lin Lang, and touched Lin Lang's face with callused hands from long-term labor. A wrinkled face that did not match her age was wrinkled into a ball, and two tears rolled down from the bottom of her eyes.

Lin Lang thought she was crying because of her son's amnesia, so he hurriedly comforted him: "Mom, I'm fine... I just don't remember anything, don't cry."

However, the woman's reaction was beyond his expectation, she suddenly grinned and said repeatedly: "My baby, I can speak normally..."

Lin Lang felt even more confused.

The woman went back to the kitchen and turned off the fire, and brought the dishes to the small room, put them on a small dirty table, moved two small plastic benches, and beckoned Lin Lang to sit down.

While the two were eating, Lin Lang understood the ins and outs of the matter while listening to the woman.

It turns out that the original owner of this body is a dementia. This year, he still can't speak a complete sentence. He only laughs and drools every day. A few days ago, when his mother was not paying attention, he ran outside to play, and accidentally fell into a ditch. Lost his head and remained unconscious.The peasant woman was a single mother with no education, and her life was very hard. Her stupid son fell to the head and had no money to send her to the hospital, so she had to move back home.

Unexpectedly, the son not only woke up, but also became conscious.

But only Lin Lang knew that her original son might have passed away, otherwise he would not have the chance to enter this body.

The peasant woman kept adding vegetables to Lin Lang's bowl, piled his bowls into a hill, and kept saying, "I said my son is very lucky, but it's a pity that you are so old, otherwise I should send you to school."

Lin Lang smiled: "Maybe I became smart after a fall. I seem to be able to read."

The peasant woman was very surprised, and quickly pointed to the various small advertising leaflets on the wall, asking Lin Lang to recognize these words.In fact, the peasant woman herself didn't even know a few words, but Lin Lang was able to recognize them. She was so surprised and happy that she could hardly speak.

The peasant woman has no education, and only thinks that the Bodhisattva has appeared.

After dinner, Lin Lang wanted to help wash the dishes, but was stopped in the room.When the peasant woman came back from outside the house again, Lin Lang handed her a cup of hot water.

Due to innate reasons, her former son didn't understand anything, let alone pour her a glass of water. Lin Lang's action made her cry again.

Lin Lang was a little flustered, and the woman quickly wiped her tears again, and said with a smile, "It's nothing, I'm just so happy."

There is not even a TV in this house, and I don't know how the mother and son pass the time.Right now Lin Lang was a little bored, and he also had other things he wanted to know, so he asked, "Mom, I don't remember anything, so I want to see my ID card, what my name is, and my mother's. ?"

How could it be impossible, the woman immediately went to find out the ID card and account book and handed it to Lin Lang.

Lin Lang opened the account book, and the head of the household was written Li Shu'e, which seemed to be the woman's name, and he turned back and found his own page.

Name: Lin Xiaolang.

Inexplicably, Lin Lang thought of the Pomeranian named Xiaolang that he met when he was working as a tutor. What the hell is this!

He looked at his ID card again, on it he looked like a listless duck egg... Lin Lang touched his head, thinking how long it would take for this hair to grow, if Zhong Mingzhi saw it, would it be Disliked.

But it's not a black household at all, which can be regarded as a good thing.

Lin Lang put away his things, and held Li Shu'e's hand with a smile: "I remember my mother's name."

Seeing that Li Shu'e was about to be moved to tears again, Lin Lang quickly changed the subject and asked, "Does mom have a cell phone?"

"Yes," Li Shu'e took out an elderly mobile phone from her pocket, "What are you going to do?"

The mobile phone for the elderly can only make calls and send text messages, but the problem is that Lin Lang can't recite Zhong Mingzhi's phone number... This is very difficult. As far as he knows, his current location is one block away from S city where Zhong Mingzhi lives. One is in the west and the other is in the east, separated by thousands of kilometers. This family is not rich, and it is impossible for Lin Lang to go to S City to find Zhong Mingzhi in a short time.

How can I contact Zhong Mingzhi?

Although we are all in the same world now, we can always find a way to meet each other, but Lin Lang doesn't want Zhong Mingzhi to wait too long.

The author has something to say:

Hello!Here is the deposit box!

I suddenly have to go out to play in the afternoon, so I got up in the middle of the night and wrote a little bit, which is a bit short, and I will write more tomorrow.

Let's meet in the next chapter, and Queen Lan will return to the big city, hahaha.