Quick Travel: Three Thousand Worlds Are Just Playthings

"What are you talking about, silly kid? A mother would never complain about her children, and neither would a grandma."

Although Mrs. Cui spoke to Shi Miao, her eyes were always looking at Cui Yunhe.

Cui Yunhe also understood his mother's words. The mood he had just recovered suddenly collapsed again. He took Mrs. Cui's hand and apologized again:

"Mom, I'm sorry. I didn't consider your feelings back then. I'm sorry. Please forgive me."

"Yunhe, my mother has never blamed you. She is very happy that you can do what you want to do. She will always support you."

Mrs. Cui looked at Cui Yunhe lovingly, put her old hand on Cui Yunhe's head to comfort him, and used her love to tolerate everything about Cui Yunhe.

"Mom,..." Cui Yunhe held Mrs. Cui's hand and cried uncontrollably.

Mrs. Cui gently coaxed Cui Yunhe and said, "Okay, Yunhe, stop crying. Miaomiao and the others will laugh at you if you cry again."

Lin Hua and the others also had tears in their eyes and watched this scene with great emotion.

Shi Miao was worried that his master's body would not be able to bear it if he cried for too long, so he also advised him: "Master, please stop crying. If you cry for a long time, your eyes will feel uncomfortable."

Shi Miao took two pieces of paper from the table next to him and handed them to Cui Yunhe.

After Cui Yunhe wiped his tears with paper, Shi Miao took out a bottle of eye drops from the small bag he carried with him and handed it to Cui Yunhe.

Cui Yunhe took it, dripped it into his eyes, closed his eyes and rested for a while. His eyes, which were sore from crying, felt much better.

Mrs. Cui knew from watching the interaction between the two that the relationship between father and daughter must be very good, and she felt relieved a lot.

However, he still asked with some worry: "Yunhe, are your eyes uncomfortable? Do you want the doctor here to take a look?"

"Mom, no need. It's just that I'm getting older and my eyes feel very dry. I've asked before and it's normal." Cui Yunhe quickly explained to avoid worrying his old mother.

"Well, just be normal, you have to take care of yourself!" the old lady warned worriedly.

"I will, Mom, don't worry!"

"Miaomiao, come here early in the morning, haven't you had breakfast yet? Enzhao, take your uncle and sister to have breakfast first." Mrs. Cui looked at Shi Miao and asked.

"Okay, grandma. Uncle, let's go out to eat first!"

"Okay." After Cui Yunhe agreed, he looked at Shi Miao and said apologetically: "Miaomiao, Master was negligent. If you want to eat something, ask your elder brother to take us to eat."

Shi Miao looked at Mrs. Cui, then looked at Cui Enzhao and said, "Brother, can you bring the food back? I want Master to spend more time with grandma."

As soon as Shi Miao finished speaking, Cui Yunhe understood what he meant, and his face instantly turned pale.

Cui Enzhao didn't notice anything unusual about Cui Yunhe, and felt that Shi Miao was very considerate, so he responded softly: "Okay, Miaomiao, whatever you want to eat, I will buy it for you."

"Master, how about we eat Yangchun noodles? Grandma will eat some too."

Shi Miao remembered that Cui Yunhe said that when he was a child, he liked to eat Yangchun noodles made by Mrs. Cui the most. He often pestered Mrs. Cui to let her make them, and then the two of them ate them together.

Later, even if Cui Yunhe never returned home, he would often think of the scene of eating noodles with Mrs. Cui.

Mrs. Cui noticed the change in her son's face, and then she understood Miaomiao's meaning when she thought about Miaomiao's request and what her son had learned.

Mrs. Cui is very calm about this. She is already over 80 years old and has already been content. Now that her youngest son is back, she has no regrets.

Lin Hua felt a little sorry for Shi Miao. He felt that Miaomiao had never eaten good food in the countryside. In addition, Mrs. Cui could only eat liquid food now, so she suggested gently:

"Miaomiao, grandma is not feeling well right now, so she can't eat Yangchun noodles. However, besides Yangchun noodles, there are many other delicious foods here. Just ask your elder brother to buy you whatever you want to eat, okay?"

Mrs. Cui understood that her grandson-in-law had good intentions, but she suddenly wanted to eat Yangchun noodles, so she said:

"It's okay, I just want to eat Yangchun noodles. I haven't had them for a long time. Enzhao, just go buy a few bowls of Yangchun noodles and come back."

Sun Lan was on the side, and just as he was about to persuade him again, Enzhao agreed and said:

"Okay, grandma, I'll buy it right now. Please wait for me for a while."

"Hey, go ahead! Be careful on the road."

Enzhao walked out of the ward, and Lin Hua and Sun Lan followed him. Sun Lan said:

"Brother, grandma's body can't eat pasta. Miaomiao doesn't understand. Why did you agree?"

Enzhao looked at the ward door, sighed, and said to Lin Hua and Sun Lan:

"Grandma is probably leaving soon. You two should quickly inform our grandfather, second uncle and third uncle and ask them to come to the hospital. I'll buy Yang Chun noodles first."

"Brother, I think grandma seems to be a lot more energetic today? Are you too worried?" Sun Lan didn't understand why the elder brother said this and asked in confusion.

Lin Hua thought for a moment and understood what Enzhao meant, and explained to Sun Lan: "I'm afraid grandma is going back to the light, so we will listen to your brother and contact everyone as soon as possible."

"Okay." Sun Lan responded with tears in his eyes when he thought that his grandma's current situation was indeed very similar to that of the old lady.

Cui Enzhao went to buy Yangchun noodles, and Lin Hua and Sun Lan were also outside making calls to contact the Cui family.

Mrs. Cui, Shi Miao, and Cui Yunhe were the only ones left in the ward.

Mrs. Cui smiled and said: "Yunhe, don't be sad, mom and your dad have supported each other all their lives, and their love grows old.

Then I had four of you children. I was very excited to be a first-time mother, and now you are all grown up.

My grandkids are now old, so my mom has no regrets and is very content. "

Cui Yunhe's eyes became wet again after listening to Mrs. Cui's words. He held Mrs. Cui's hand tightly and didn't know what to say.

Mrs. Cui smiled and patted Cui Yunhe on the back to express comfort, then turned to look at Shi Miao and asked:

"Miaomiao, how old are you this year? Do you go to school in Z city?"

"Grandma, I'm 16 this year. I didn't have an ID card before, so I didn't go to school."

When Grandma Cui heard that she didn't go to school, she suddenly became serious: "Yunhe, how come Miaomiao doesn't have an ID card and hasn't gone to school yet?"

"Mom, Miaomiao's biological mother passed away due to dystocia, and his grandmother wanted to sell her in order to pay off the money owed by the family and facilitate his father's remarriage.

Rural people prefer boys over girls, so they didn't even get a birth certificate for Miaomiao. Later, when I tried to get one, I couldn't.

Without a birth certificate, I couldn't get registered as a registered permanent resident, so I was delayed in going to school. However, I already got registered and got my ID card. "

Cui Yunhe knew that his mother always paid attention to the education of her children, and was afraid that her mother would be angry, so he quickly explained.