A fake system fell from the sky

It just so happened that a drop of cold, dew-like liquid fell on a small hand. Looking at the pearl-like crystals in front of her eyes, the little nurse trembled, her eyes revealed the radiance of maternal love, and said softly, "What? Are you homesick?"

"Ah."

Dabao nodded and smiled bitterly. There are warmth, friendship, family affection, thoughts, and memories in his smile. His biological parents, relatives he raised, and brothers who played until he was a child...

It is better to stay at home than to go out. Thinking of the hardships he has suffered, he is indeed homesick.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for teasing a sympathetic pussy, the teasing value is increased by 5, please continue to work hard, reaching the pinnacle of life is not a dream."

Dabao hummed: "I know, let's get back!"

system:"……."

"Let me sing you a song, it's "A Thousand Loves" I just learned."

The little nurse cleared her throat, and whispered in a gentle tone:
"You said that you often think about it recently,

my little hands and feet,
When the little hands grow up,
Before I asked you for a hug,
When I was young, how many laughs I left on your back,
But now when I got home, I found out that

You are quietly tired and bent over,

Aren't we all grown up,
you will not grow old,
Are we acting like a baby again?
You can lift me high,
……. "

Father's love is like a mountain, and mother's love is like the sea.

The melodious and melodious murmur of tears lingered in his ears, and Dabao sighed, how much he wanted to go back to his childhood, to act like a baby to his father, let him lift me high with his arms like mountains, to act like a baby to his mother, let him Coax me to sleep again with your sea-like mind.

When the last note fell, Dabao burst into tears!

If the most beautiful voice in the world is the mother's call, and the best-intentioned lie in the world is the father's scolding, then Dabao will never hear it again in this life.

What is the point to be alive?
Shouldn't you be ashamed of doing nothing when you're old?
Shouldn't you regret wasting your time?
Life is short, a cycle of a hundred years, either as small as dust and mediocre, or as bright as fireworks, if Dabao had to choose, he—he would be so confused!

To shed his blood for the country, he has no courage to devote his whole life to the dream of China's great rejuvenation, he has no ability, he is so humble and poor!

System: "Host, don't feel inferior and don't cry, Lord Xiaojin will give you all the wealth you have collected."

Dabao immediately regained his spirits and turned his sorrow into joy: "All the wealth? Where is it? Where is it?"

System: "Host please take a look."

Dabao suddenly felt that there was an extra library in his mind, and the rows of bookshelves were full of books.

System: "The host is not surprised, but not surprised. A person can be poor materially, but must be rich spiritually. This is a virtual library I built with ideas. Now I issue a task: The host must read ten books every day, and there is no reward. No penalty."

"..., back off, let me cry a little longer."

Unexpectedly, when the system also has funny comparisons, Dabao has surprises and no surprises. This is exactly the opposite of what he thought. He would rather be poor in spirit and rich in material!
"How about it, think about it better! Shall I play "The Child Who Runs Away" for you again?"

The little nurse saw Dabao's tear-stained face showing joy, and asked with concern, she didn't know that he was happy when he heard that there was wealth.

Dabao feels that the well-meaning nurse sister’s brain is missing a string. If you hum this kind of song to me, the more you listen to it, the more homesick you will become. I am wandering in the imperial capital alone, without good clothes, cigarettes, and money. Bitter tears.

"It's much better, miss, can I have a cigarette?"

Thinking of Yan Dabao's addiction to cigarettes, he looked at the little nurse with pitiful eyes and asked.

"No! You can't smoke until your internal bleeding is cured!"

The little nurse refused immediately, and then looked at Dabao's hand and exclaimed, "Oh, the blood is coming back!"

But no, the infusion set had run out of liquid at some point, and it was infusing air into Dabao. The little nurse quickly pressed the hand with an alcohol cotton swab and pulled out the needle.

"Mu Yu'er, it's time to eat!"

A nurse pushed open the door and stuck her head in and shouted.

"Come here, you have a good rest."

The little nurse took off the infusion set and packed away together with the lunch box.

Wooden fish?Only then did Dabao know the name of the little nurse. Could it be that her father or mother believed in Buddhism?Take such an interesting name, drunk.

A cigarette after a meal is better than a living god, because the lungs lack nicotine to "moisturize", Dabao is as uncomfortable as he wants, and the whole person is listless and useless, let alone the feeling!
Dabao closed his eyes silently, "I want the system, read! Book!"

Can't smoke just have fun and distraction.

The next moment he appeared in the virtual library, looking at the dazzling array of books on the bookshelves, and when he was walking over to check if there were any pornographic books, the system sounded.

"Ten books are ready for the host."

A table appeared out of nowhere in front of Dabao, and ten books with a faint golden light were neatly placed on it.

He picked up the first book, "Father's Love Is Like Mountains, Mother's Love Is Like Water", shook his head and put it down, then picked up the second book, "Mother's Bonds", and then read down, the third book "Father", the fourth book... .

"Is there anything exciting? I'm interested?"

Dabao was dissatisfied and murmured that this kind of novels about being grateful to his parents should be read more, but the more you read, the more sad you will be, and the more you will cry, is it suitable for yourself who is hurt now?If you are in a good mood, you will get better quickly!

System: "That kind of low-level taste is treasured by Master Xiaojin, and the host doesn't even think about it."

Dabao "..."

Here, Dabao found a benefit, the smoking craving is gone, the whole body does not hurt, it seems that the system is still useful!
Today, he won’t eat until he dries up his tears. Dabao picked up the first book and slowly flipped through it.

"It is often said that a father's love is like a mountain and a mother's love is like water.

Mountains are the skin of water, and water is the blood of mountains.

Mountains are the sky for children, and water is the land for children.

Between heaven and earth, hold up a joyful world.

……. "

After reading a book, Dabao's tears could not stop falling down again. The author of this book is too talented and sensational. He seems to have returned to his childhood.

He was six years old at that time, because his father went out early and returned to the mountains every evening to collect medicine because the family was poor, and his mother took care of the housework at home to take care of his elderly grandmother and young him. Whenever the sun set and his father returned, it was the happiest time for the family.

The family sits around the dining table, the mother hugs herself in her arms and loves her in every possible way, and the father complains softly as he watches his wife feed the child mouthful, "Little Bao is old enough to know how to eat by himself."

The mother glared, "I just like to be used to my child."

The father stopped talking immediately, and just looked lovingly at his son who was eating mouthful.

Grandma chuckled and continued to eat the rice in the bowl.

"Dad, I want a kite like Brother Gouzi."

"Okay, Dad will make it for little Bao'er after eating."

How could I understand my father's day's hard work when I was a child!

……

Two years later, grandma finally couldn't bear the erosion of the years, and went to find the grandfather he had never met. It was the first time he saw his strong father shed tears.

"Mom, where is grandma? I want to find grandma!"

He cried anxiously after not seeing his grandma for two days.

"Little Bao'er, your grandma has gone to a far away place."

His mother held him tightly in her arms.

……

In a blink of an eye, I was ten years old, and after breakfast, my mother gently put his schoolbag on his back, and kissed him on the forehead, "Little Baoer, let's go to school with your sister Chunnier, and have lunch at her house at noon, mom and dad Go up the mountain to collect herbs and come back later."

"Don't go, it's not safe in the mountains!"

The father's eyes were full of pity and resentment.

"How can we do that? Little Bao'er will go to college and marry a wife in the future. We must save more money!"

There was a smile on the mother's loving and pretty face, "When little Bao'er becomes a big treasure, we will marry him the most beautiful girl in the town."

Only that time, they never came back.