Weird Resurrection: I can contact the past

"Nannan... Nannan..."

"Wuwuwu~"

"Are you doing well..."

The murmur gradually turned into a mixed sob of men and women.

The strange body slowly fell in front of the diary.

Zuo Yang looked at the scene and looked at the "Fu" sticker on the window.

He knew that if he went back empty-handed, he would still have to face everything in [Songjia Village].

Unless...

He could help the couple in this room to untie their knot and get the diary.

But it has been decades, not to mention that [Old Lady Song] has died, which is a fact.

How to help them untie their knot?

If there is any, it is...

Taking out the phone from his pocket silently, Zuo Yang contacted his past self.

[Zuo Yang: Hello! How are you doing? ]

[Time has no regret medicine: Let me see, you replied to the message within half an hour... Are you okay? ]

[Zuo Yang: It's okay for now. Can you contact "Old Lady Song" now? ]

[Time has no regrets: Not very good! I have observed for a while that 'Old Lady Song' doesn't even like her own son, and is only a little bit nice to Nannan. You say, how can I meet such a bad-tempered old lady? ]

[Zuo Yang: No, you have to find a way to meet her! Let me think... I think... I got it, you let Nannan cooperate with you, you say you are a teacher, Nannan's teacher! Remember, you must say you are a teacher! ]

[Time has no regrets: Huh? Teacher? What? Can a teacher go in? ]

[Zuo Yang: After you go in, find a chance to be alone. Just say that you can help her convey the words. Remember, don't say too much, and if possible, start the video call, let me see the situation over there. ]

[Time has no regrets: OK~]

"Ding Dong~"

After ending the call, the phone screen turned into the video call interface.

This time, Zuo Yang saw the past scene again.

In the past, I was still standing at the gate of the Song family compound, waving inside.

"Little Nannan, can I ask you for a favor?"

"Ah? What is it?"

Little Nannan trotted over, tilting her head, very cute.

"Can I meet your grandma?"

"I have something."

"Well~ big brother, it's not that Nannan doesn't want to help you, grandma doesn't like outsiders."

"Then...can you tell big brother a message?"

"What is it?"

"Just say that big brother is a teacher and wants to talk to grandma."

"Oh~ okay~"

Nodding, little Nannan ran into the house happily.

Not long after, she actually poked her head out of the house and waved to Zuo Yang.

"Big brother, come in!"

"Grandma said that she is in good spirits now and can chat with you for a while!"

"Okay~"

"Ding ding ding~"

The picture began to move, and Zuo Yang in the past entered the small mud house.

The small mud house was clean and tidy. An old lady in patched clothes was lying on the bed.

At the head of the bed, she was holding the nesting doll in her hand.

"Cough cough cough~"

Her physical condition did not seem ideal, and she kept shaking and coughing.

"Grandma... Are you feeling unwell again..."

"Nannan, here are some candies, very sweet..."

Little Nannan poked her head out and stuffed the candies in her pocket under Old Lady Song.

"Cough cough cough~"

Mrs. Song seemed very tired, lying still, only making a sound like the hum of an old tree: "I heard...you are a teacher?"

"Uh...yes...teaching...teaching children."

'Zuo Yang's' voice teased, and Mrs. Song coughed again.

"Ahem~"

"Teacher... Hello, teacher..."

"I wanted to be a teacher before..."

"Ah? In your time, teachers were a respectable profession!"

"Really?"

"Yes! Not like now..."

"Hahaha~ Young man... Do you think there are still children missing now?"

"Uh... Very few. Surveillance is very advanced now, and the profession of human traffickers is probably extinct. However, in slightly remote places, there are still some people who deceive "female college students" and take them to the village as wives."

"Oh~ Isn't it a child bride? It's kidnapping a baby girl!"

"No, no! No one raises child brides now. They are all scams, tricking women into giving birth. Raising a child bride requires time and money, right? Scammers are not so kind..."

"Hahaha~ Is that so... That's good, child brides are not good things..."

"Ahem..."

"Okay"I'm glad to chat with you, young man. If you have nothing else to do, just go out..."

Still with her back to 'Zuo Yang', Old Lady Song ordered him to leave.

Zuo Yang scratched his head and looked outside the hut. After making sure that there was no one, he whispered.

"That... Old Lady..."

"I can help you pass some words to some people..."

"What?"

Hearing that!

Old Lady Song's voice got louder.

"Uh... Just help you pass a message... I probably can't do the rest."

"That's right..."

"Hahaha~ At my age, my father and mother should also leave..."

"Young man, you're not a teacher, right? "

Suddenly, Mrs. Song turned around.

Her face was full of the erosion of time, and her body seemed to be curled up for some reason.

Her vicissitudes of life seemed to hide countless stories in her eyes, deep and dark.

"Uh..."

"I can't say... but I can assure you that I can definitely bring your words!"

'Zuo Yang's voice became several decibels louder.

"Okay..."

"These things are meaningless to be buried with..."

"If... if you can bring them, burn them in front of them."

"Just say... just say..."

"Nannan is sorry for them, Nannan misses them. "

As Mrs. Song spoke, she tore open the white peach of the picture of Guanyin giving birth.

Behind the white peach, there were small envelopes.

It looked like there were dozens of them.

"This...this is..."

'Zuo Yang' took the letters in surprise, and Mrs. Song smiled.

"Young man, you don't seem to know what these are?"

"Yes...but someone knows, I'm sure he can bring them to you!"

"Really?"

"I feel relieved when you say that..."

"I don't know why, but I always feel that you are very familiar..."

As Mrs. Song spoke, she looked at 'Zuo Yang' again.

'Zuo Yang' also smiled, took the envelope, and was about to leave the small mud house.

Suddenly!

Mrs. Song propped up her somewhat limp body, and looked at Zuo Yang helplessly like a little girl.

"You said...can they really see these? "

"This..."

'Zuo Yang' didn't dare to answer.

But!

Inside the phone, across time and space, a powerful voice came!

"They can receive it!"

"People can't travel through time and space, but love can!"