Bear Child Transformation System [Quick Transmigration]

"Qin! Le! Le!!!!"

A scream from the woman cut through the quiet and peaceful afternoon in the village.

"Tsk tsk, it's Aunt Lin beating her grandson again."

"That's not to call her grandson, she is a stepmother, and she is one year younger than Qin Lu!"

"That boy is also naughty, he is arguing like something at home every day."

"Qin Lu is almost thirty, and he has such a child. The mother of the child is dead. Of course, this son is precious."

"Where there is a stepmother, there is a stepfather. Look at Aunt Lin's son, he is one year older than Qin Lu's son. It happens that the uncle and nephew grew up together."

The gossip aunts in the village chat together when they have nothing to do, and they feel that Qin Lu has been unlucky in his life, and he has become the son of old man Qin.

At the entrance of the village in the distance, a small figure appeared in front of the aunts.

There is also a ferocious woman chasing the villain in front with a thick rolling pin in her hand.

"Qin Lele! Stop for me!"

And Qin Lele, who was still trying to escape just now, suddenly stopped, his eyes looked around in a daze, as if he was trying to figure out where this place was.

Suddenly everything around me feels so strange...

The woman behind was panting after chasing her. The skin on her face was white and firm. She didn't look like a 29-year-old woman who had given birth. She was also dressed in a very fashionable way. She was wearing a woman's hair in a bun, which added a touch of charm. .

Seeing Qin Lele stop suddenly, Lin Xiaohong was overjoyed, and went forward to grab Qin Lele's ears. Who knew that because the ground was very slippery after it rained just now, and the cloth shoes on her feet were not slippery, she stepped on a The round stone made the whole person stagger.

She screamed, and the rolling pin in her hand flew out, then straightened her body, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, my new clothes were not stained.

"boom--!"

There was a loud landing sound, before Lin Xiaohong realized what it was, she heard the famous shrew with a big mouth screaming next to her——

"It's not good! Aunt Lin killed someone!!!"

"Aunt Lin killed her grandson!"

"Qin Lu's son was beaten to death by Aunt Lin!"

Lin Xiaohong looked, Qin Lele fell to the ground without knowing his life or death, and there was a sharp stone beside the wet concrete floor.

And Qin Lele's head hit the sharp point of the stone, a lot of blood oozed from his forehead, and the bright red blood flowed into the nearby field, staining the ground red.

"It's not me, I don't!" Lin Xiaohong opened her mouth to defend.

Because of the screams of a few aunts, people in the whole village ran out to watch the fun.

"Lele! Lele!"

A man desperately squeezed in from the crowd. Seeing Qin Lele with a pale face on the ground, he knelt down.

"Lele! Dad is here, Lele!"

This man has an ordinary face but reveals a faint fortitude and dullness, and now he is crying bitterly for his son.

I don't know who shouted, "Lu Zi, don't cry, send Lele to the hospital in the town!"

Qin Lu picked up his son's thin body and ran to the hospital without asking a word.

Their home was not very far from the town, so they could have waited for an ambulance, but there was only one ambulance in the town, which was scarce all year round, so it was better for him to run over with his arms.

The doctor checked Qin Lele and said that he was in a coma, nothing serious, but he needed stitches in his head and needed surgery fees.

Qin Lu was hunched over, and even though he was only 30 years old, he already had white hair on his head. He had a sad face, and he was frustrating his calloused hands.

"Doctor, save my son first. I'll go home to get the money now. I'll be back soon. I won't renege on my debt. Save my son!"

The doctor sighed and said an amount, "3000 yuan, I will, you go and prepare the money."

Qin Lu watched his son enter the operating room before running home.

3000 yuan, this is not a small sum, he has no money on him, unless he asks his family for...

It was already the next morning when Qin Lele became conscious again.

The morning sun is like a sharp sword cutting through the night, spreading hope and light to the world.

The sunlight from the window came in, and Qin Lele felt it was very bright. After struggling a bit, he slowly opened his eyes.

What caught my eye was a room with simple furnishings, a bed with pale paint on the walls, only two wooden benches and a wooden table with a crippled leg in the room, and this horrible wooden bed that I slept on.

He hasn't slept in this kind of bed for a long time, and Qin Lele subconsciously feels that he should have slept in a soft bed for a long time, such as Simmons and the like.

What is Simmons?

This strange term appeared in Qin Lele's mind. He seemed to have never heard of this term, but how could he know it?

"Lele! Are you awake?"

A man rushed forward. He looked like he was in his 40s, with an old face, white hair on top of his head, and two big dark circles under his eyes. He was holding Qin Lele's hand excitedly.

Qin Lele's black eyes stared at the man for a long time, then she tilted her head in doubt.

The man quickly stabilized his head and said softly, "Don't move, the doctor just sewed you up, there is a big gash on your head, if you move too much, you will bleed."

Qin Lele blinked in confusion.

No wonder he felt his head hurt so much just now, as if there was something wrapped around it, it was so uncomfortable.

The man asked softly, "Lele, is there anything uncomfortable for you? Why don't you talk?"

His son is not a quiet character, Qin Lu has long known.

Qin Lele blinked again, finally spoke, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you? Who am I? Do we know each other?"

Qin Lu, "!!!"

Qin Lu ran out with hands and feet and pulled the doctor over. Watching the doctor examine his son, his body trembled with worry.

"Doctor, what's wrong with my son? Why doesn't he recognize me?"

The doctor checked for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion, "Your son has amnesia, the brain is a very complicated structure, a little movement may cause different problems, and your son happened to hurt his head this time, so he lost his memory. "

Qin Lu felt like the sky was falling, "Then, can Lele recover?"

The doctor shook his head, "I don't know about this either, it depends on the individual."

The doctor said a few more taboo words, and was hurriedly dragged away by other family members of the patient.

Qin Lu hugged Qin Lele, his eyes were red as he was always a tough guy.

Qin Lele raised her head in confusion, "Are you my father?"

Qin Lu raised his head, took back the tears from the corners of his eyes, took a few deep breaths, "Yes, I am your father, my name is Qin Lu, and you are my son, Qin Lele."

Qin Lele read a few words of her own name, and said with a smile, "It's pretty nice."

Qin Lu sniffed, "Lele, let's go home."

Qin Lele touched the white gauze on her forehead, "But I'm not healed yet."

Qin Lu forced a smile, and the stiff wrinkles on his face squeezed together, "You can recuperate better at home, and besides, the hospital is too far away, so it's not convenient for me to take care of you."

Qin Lele nodded, and asked obediently, "Then where is our home?"

Looking at such a well-behaved son, and thinking of the mischievous, lovely and lively son before, Qin Lu felt hatred for his stepmother for the first time.

Such a child, to hit such a heavy hand, is going to beat Lele to death!

While packing his things, he said, "I'll take you back and you'll know."

Suddenly, Qin Lu felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, and looked around anxiously, "I'll go out for a while, don't move around here, wait until I come back to pick you up."

"Okay, Dad."

After Qin Lu's figure disappeared around the corner, Qin Lele got out of bed and looked curiously at the shabby surroundings.

After walking two steps, his head was a little dizzy, so he leaned against the wall to rest.

"Grandpa, are we going to find Dad?" A little boy walked past Qin Lele, greedy for an old man.

Qin Lele stared at the two curiously, and followed them unnaturally.

The old man turned his head and looked at the child with the injury on the top of his head, "Son, why are you following our grandparents all the time? Can't you find your relatives?"

Qin Lele shook her head, tilted her head curiously, "What is grandpa?"

Qin Lele is thin and thin, and his face is a little sallow due to malnutrition, but his two black eyeballs are big and bright, which makes people like him.

The old man smiled, "You child, grandpa is father's father."

Qin Lele suddenly realized, "Oh, so my father still has a father?"

The little boy next to him continued, "Of course, everyone has parents."

Qin Lele wanted to ask again, but Qin Lu's voice looking for him came loudly.

"Lele! Lele! Where are you? Lele?!"

The old man touched Qin Lele's withered and yellow hair, "Your family is looking for you, you should go back quickly, or he should be in a hurry."

Qin Lele nodded, and said crisply, "Thank you, Grandpa. Goodbye, Grandpa."

The little boy pouted, "Who is your grandpa, this is my grandpa."

Qin Lele ignored him, turned around and ran in the direction she just came from.

Qin Lu in the original place is like ants on a hot pot running around in a hurry.

"Lele! Where have you been, Lele?"

He didn't dare to leave here, and he was afraid that he would not know when his son came back.

"father!"

Qin Lu turned his head abruptly, saw Qin Lele standing not far away, ran over and hugged her.

"Lele! Lele, you scared Dad to death. Dad thought you were gone. You didn't tell Dad where you were going. Didn't Dad tell you to wait here for me not to run around..."

Qin Lu was rambling on, but his face was buried firmly in Qin Lele's neck.

Qin Lele could feel the moisture on his neck. Thinking of the man's old face and white hair in front of his eyes, he pursed his lips and said softly, "Dad, I'm sorry."

Qin Lu calmed down his emotions, "No, you don't need to say sorry, it's because of Dad's fault, he shouldn't have left you."

Qin Lele knew that he was talking about something on his forehead, so he shook his head, "I don't blame Dad."

Seeing that Qin Lu was still in a bad mood, Qin Lele took the initiative to hold the man's callused hand, "Dad, let's go home."

Qin Lu's heart was sour, and his voice was bitter, "Okay, let's go home."