my relatives are a bit much

Chapter 192 Life Is a Drama
"Please come in."

The principal's voice came from the door.

Pan Haodong unlocked the door and walked in slowly.

"you are?"

The principal looked up at Pan Haodong, with some doubts on his brows. This person had never appeared in his memory, but why did he have a feeling of deja vu?

"Uncle Cousin, I'm A Dong!"

"I heard that my cousin was ill. My dad left early, and several uncles lost contact. This is the only relative in the family. When I received the news, I quit my job and rushed back from outside to visit my cousin..."

"By the way, is she okay?"

Pan Haodong lied as soon as he opened his mouth, but he was right. The principal's wife was indeed seriously ill, which he just found out downstairs.

In addition, the props for identifying relatives released by the system, even if it is just a yellowed old photo, is a photo with a causal relationship. From the moment the photo appeared, the principal and his wife had related memories deep in their minds.

Of course, this memory is very weak at the moment. Only when Pan Haodong succeeds in deceiving him and establishes a kinship relationship with the principal can this faint memory become more profound.

"The situation is fairly stable."

The principal replied subconsciously.

Immediately, he asked, "By the way, what's your name? Why don't I have any impression of you?"

"Cousin, you only met me when you were a child. It's normal that you don't remember me now. My name is Pan Haodong. Did you help me name the two words Haodong back then?"

Pan Haodong spoke with both emotion and voice.

The faint memory in the principal's mind deepened slightly, as if, as if there was such a thing.

However, there was still some doubt in his eyes.

"Xiao Pan, I have a very vague impression of you. I wonder if you have anything that can deepen my memory?"

After all, the person who is the principal, even if he is questioning the other party, is very euphemistic. He is really not prepared for a distant relative to appear suddenly.

There are doubts, and it should be.

"Yes, cousin, this is a group photo of my cousin, my father, and uncle..."

Pan Haodong took out the relative identification tool, success or failure depends on it.

The principal wondered for a long time, then put down the old photo and said with a smile: "A Dong, I'm really sorry. This man is old and his memory has become worse. I didn't think of you for a while, and I thought you... …”

"Uncle, I'm not a child, I understand the truth, there's no need to say anything, take me to see my aunt, I may have a way to cure her."

Pan Haodong had studied Maoshan Taoism orthodoxly in the "Mr. Zombie" plane, and the spells he specialized in included healing techniques. Although the level was only LV2, there were many injuries that could be cured, and even serious cancers could be cured slowly.

Of course.

It will take a long time to cure terminal cancer patients.

It will take at least a year and a half. Mainly because patients with late-stage cancer are too weak. After receiving one treatment, they need to recuperate for a long time before receiving treatment again.

Because when the healing technique is performed, it will stimulate the activity of human cells and accelerate the recovery of injuries. This process will consume the energy contained in the human body, so the healing technique cannot be frequently performed on people with weak constitutions.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the task of recognizing relatives. Reward: Painting LV3, attribute points x 2, 5 RMB."

Hearing the system prompt sound in his mind, Pan Haodong secretly heaved a sigh of relief, finally having money to pay the fare.

Due to traveling alone, the preparation is not very sufficient. Although there are thousands of bags of rice in the backpack of the system, which can be sold for money, but because of the packaging problem, there is no address, no date, and no quarantine. It is a three-no product and I want to sell it. It's not easy to go, unless you open your own shop and process it.

But this is obviously impossible.

He doesn't have the time to open a small shop. If he wants to make money, there are plenty of ways.

"Adong, your cousin is suffering from blood cancer. There is no cure. If you want to, come and see her with me. Don't talk about whether there is a cure or not. Now you are taking medicine to hang yourself for as long as you can."

The headmaster said while packing his things.

His surname is Li, a group with a single name. He is over 50 years old. He was a soldier when he was young. He participated in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea and fought in the Vietnam War.

Principal Li is very open-minded.

It's just that whenever the night is quiet, I can't help but cry. Being open doesn't mean I don't have feelings, it's just a sign of powerlessness in the face of terminal illness.

Pan Haodong didn't say much, and walked out of the school with his newly recognized cousin. The taxi he called before was still at the door, so he walked out with a smile.

"Master, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

As he said that, he took out a hundred-yuan bill and continued: "Here, don't rush to find your car money, we still have to take the car."

The Northeast driver paused, smiled and said, "Okay, where are you going?"

"Uncle, where do you live?"

Pan Haodong looked back and asked.

"New East Road."

"Come up quickly."

The two got into the car one after another, and the driver was still chatty.

Just chat and chat.

Getting off the car with the 85 yuan recovered by the driver, Pan Haodong bought a few bags of fruit at the roadside fruit stand, and just followed his cousin upstairs to visit his aunt.

Li Qun's wife is Wang Jinmei, who is in her 40s or 50s. She has sallow skin and long hair. She loves to keep the house spotless.

Li Qun opened the door and said to his wife who was chopping vegetables in the kitchen: "Amei, come out and see who is here?"

"Who is it!"

Wang Jinmei walked out of the kitchen wiping her hands in her apron.

Seeing the handsome Pan Haodong standing in the living room, his eyes turned red, and he quickly stepped forward to give him a hug, and said with tears in his eyes, "Ah Dong, you are finally willing to see your cousin, I thought I would never see you again." It's your turn!"

"Auntie, look at what you said. I don't have many relatives, and there are not many who care about me. After my father left, you are the one who cares about and cares about me the most. If I hadn't been busy with work these years, I would have come here It's up to you."

This is not the first time that Pan Haodong has encountered this kind of scene. He has already practiced a thick skin that is hard to hurt with a sword. Even if he met Wang Jinmei for the first time, his words and expressions were the same as those of a real aunt and nephew reunited after a long absence. Even more true than many people make it out to be.

This sincere acting skills beat all the movie stars.

"It's good to be here, it's good to be here, sit down quickly."

Wang Jinmei greeted enthusiastically: "Come here if you come, what fruit do you bring, it's too strange."

"You can't come here empty-handed!"

Pan Haodong spread his hands.

Wang Jinmei gave him a sideways look: "Who said it's not possible?"

"Ok, Ok."

Pan Haodong nodded repeatedly.

Only then did Wang Jinmei show a satisfied smile, and said: "That's right. Lao Li, why are you still so stupid? Go to the vegetable market and buy some big vegetables and come back! A Dong likes to eat shredded chicken, so buy more."

"okay!"

Old Li happily left.

He hadn't seen his wife so happy for a long time.

that's nice!

　ps: Thanks to "Zhitian Gang Fahai" for rewarding 500 book coins!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)