Quick Travel: My host is a bad luck person

Qingluo is an action person. After deciding on a plan, he starts to take action. Others are too young to do the work.

Then there are other things you can do.

That's right, just picking up paper beverage bottles.

This is the only thing he can do at this age.

Of course, he can also buy it from the system mall, or he can sell the things he put in his backpack in the previous world.

But no matter which one it is, there is no legitimate way.

If he actually took it out, it might not be a surprise to Grandma Jiang's honest and kind temperament, but a shock.

The original owner's wish was that Grandma Jiang could enjoy her old age in peace.

It was obviously unrealistic for him to bring Father Jiang and the others back to provide for Grandma Jiang in their old age, so he could only do his best.

Let Grandma Jiang be happy in the remaining month.

It would be best if Grandma Jiang can see that even if he is only five years old, he can take care of himself independently, so that Grandma Jiang can rest assured.

Grandma Jiang didn't panic when her eldest grandson disappeared every day after eating.

She thought Qing Luo went to the mountains to play like the original owner, but since using Qing Luo's method, it has become easier for Grandma Jiang to collect scraps.

When many people see that she is getting older, they will sort out the waste early, and when Grandma Jiang leaves, they will put it directly on the tricycle.

With Qingluo's hard work, after three days, he finally saved ten yuan and bought a big cake for Grandma Jiang.

Cakes at this time are really cheap, a large cake only costs 6 yuan, but it is also very simple, with a layer of cream on top and a few large flowers.

Unlike the cakes of later generations, which come in all kinds of designs, they are dazzling.

Qingluo also saw those small bowl cakes, which cost fifty cents each. They were small and cute and looked very cute.

Of course, both big and small flowers are big.

After buying the cake, Qingluo also bought a pound of pork belly. On the way back, he still got a fish from the system mall.

When I got home, I didn't see the old lady.

Qingluo set up a small bench and started preparing lunch.

Qingluo didn't know when he learned how to cook, and it didn't exist in his memory. It was directly classified as a talent.

Seeing this, the system that had been secretly observing him nodded with satisfaction. Sure enough, it was still necessary to block the host's memory of the previous world.

This way the mission will be more realistic, unlike other system hosts that act like a big boss that no one dares to mess with.

Of course, the system does not always block Qingluo's memory.

As long as Qingluo completes the task and returns to the system space, he will be able to recall the memories of the previous world. Of course, those memories have been processed and will not harm the host's soul, just like watching a movie.

When Grandma Jiang came home, she saw a table full of food, and her mouth opened nervously.

"Grandma, I did this for you." Qing Luo blinked his big eyes and asked for credit towards Grandma Jiang with a proud look on his face.

Grandma Jiang pulled him over and looked him up and down carefully. After a while, she said, "Why are you so reckless?"

"Are you allowed to touch the fire and the stove? If you have a problem, what do you want grandma to do?"

Grandma Jiang hugged Qingluo and said fearfully.

Feeling Grandma Jiang's trembling body, Qingluo regretted a little. He shouldn't be so impulsive and should take it step by step.

"Grandma, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I just wanted to give grandma a surprise. I didn't want to make grandma worry."

Qing Luo patted Grandma Jiang on the back and apologized softly.

Gradually, Grandma Jiang calmed down. Looking at the large table of food and the big cake on the table, her eyes couldn't help but moisten again.

Thinking of the eldest grandson's innocent childlike appearance a few days ago, I felt very sad.

At the same time, she also thought about the fact that her eldest grandson had been leaving early and coming back late these days, fearing that he might have gone to pick up scraps. This was something she accidentally saw yesterday.

I thought the other party was just picking it up for fun.

did not expect……

Grandma Jiang's dinner that day was particularly delicious.

Especially when she was eating the big cake, Grandma Jiang's tears fell, and her eyes looking at Qing Luo were particularly gentle.

"Little Shitou, you are not allowed to go out alone to pick up scraps from now on. You are too young. What if you are picked up by a showgirl?"

At night, Grandma Jiang held Qingluo and said softly.

"Okay, I'll stay with grandma from now on." Qing Luo nodded and responded.

For more than a month after that, Qingluo cooked delicious food for Grandma Jiang in various ways. Grandma Jiang was still worried at first.

Gradually, I saw that he was doing it steadily, so I let him do it on his own.

After more than a month like this, Grandma Jiang still went. Just like in her previous life, she slept one night and never woke up again.

The only difference is that in the previous life, Grandma Jiang was still worried about the original owner and didn't even close her eyes completely, but this life was different.

Because Qing Luo was sensible and capable, although Grandma Jiang was worried, she left all the money she earned to Qing Luo.

Qingluo took a look and saw that there were more than 2000 in total.

Most of them are one-, two-, and five-yuan bills, including some of one hundred yuan, 50 yuan, 20 yuan, and ten yuan.

Qingluo put the money into the system backpack and put it away.

Then he went out next door and knocked on the neighbor's door.

It was Aunt Wang who opened the door.

Seeing Qing Luo, he was a little surprised and said, "Little Shitou, what's the matter?"

During this time, the grandfather and grandson have been collecting scraps and selling them outside. It seems that life is better than before, but only a little better.

"My grandma is sick and she is cold. She doesn't respond to me no matter what I call. Aunt Wang, can you help me take grandma to the hospital?"

Qingluo cried and wiped his tears as he spoke.

As a five-year-old child, he didn't know what death meant or what it represented. Qingluo had to think about this reaction for a long time. Of course, he also wanted Grandma Jiang to be buried well.

But some things are not what he wants.

The only thing Qingluo can do is not to cause trouble and wait for her grandma to be buried smoothly. As for Jiang's father and Jiang's mother, forget it.

That is the white-eyed wolf, who has never returned from his previous life.

Even if he changes some things in this life, he still can't influence a person's cold-blooded heart, otherwise he won't come back even after several phone calls.

Since a week ago, Grandma Jiang has called Dad Jiang, hoping that Dad Jiang can come back. Unfortunately, Dad Jiang's left ear goes in and the right ear goes out.

During this period, Qingluo also called Father Jiang, but the other party did not answer. Qingluo also sent a paging message to the other party, saying that Grandma Jiang was not in good condition and hoped that Father Jiang and the others could come back to see Grandma Jiang.

But it's been several days, and Father Jiang and the others haven't come back.

This shows that Father Jiang doesn’t care at all.

"Little Shitou, what did you say? What happened to your grandma?" Aunt Wang's pupils shrank, and she had a bad guess in her heart.