Douluo: I Don't Want to Be a God, I Actually Became a God

On the last day, most of the guests who came were familiar faces.

The first people to enter the store were an old couple, and Yu Yuyi was very familiar with them.

Because that happened shortly after it opened.

They had only been open for a few days, and the amount of ingredients they would use was not very good, so they often had to go out during certain periods of time to replenish the needed ingredients.

Yu Yuyi happened to be in charge that day.

So when she negotiated with the farmer who purchased the goods and came back with the goods, she saw the old woman staggering on the farm path, looking particularly confused, muttering stupidly and vaguely.

Yiyi originally didn't want to meddle in such noisy matters, because no matter what she said, it had nothing to do with her, and her companions were still waiting for her to return.

Therefore, Yiyi just glanced over there and was about to turn around and leave.

but……

Before she was ready to leave, there was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground from the side where she was looking.

Yiyi warned herself to mind her own business and leave quickly. Wasn't she often tricked like this?

What's more, these people now don't care about her.

Just like humans standing at the top, playing and teasing the ants, there are also many people who crush the ants to death or wash away the ant nests with water just for the sake of fun.

And she just ignored the movements.

Yu Yuyi persuaded herself, but the voice behind her didn't stop for a moment.

The breeze picked up the whispering voice and brought it to her ears.

All of these made Yu Yuyi tighten her lips and frown in confusion.

In the end, she still chose to compromise again in the old voice of "baby, good daughter".

The thing she was holding in her hand was a gift from the farmer, so Yu Yuyi had not chosen to put it into the ring before. Now it seemed that she still had to free up her hands.

Yiyi's gray eyes looked towards the old woman's position in the shadow with her back turned.

It was probably because I was old and unsteady when walking that I fell from a low field ridge.

It might be some other reasons. In short, it seems that the whole person's mental state is not very good.

It's a bit like the elderly people in the nursing home where she once volunteered. They have grown older and have gradually become demented and can no longer remember their relatives or home.

Yiyi let out a long sigh and chose to step forward.

Crouch down.

Looking at the old lady who was still talking about "good daughter" and "good grandson", Yiyi stretched out her hand and slowly helped her to wipe off the plaster on her body, and wiped off some small scratches that had been there before. After checking it again, I found that there was really no big problem.

Only then did Yiyi look directly at the old woman who had been looking at her blankly since just now, and asked: "Grandma, where is your family?"

The two skinny hands of the old woman being lifted up tightly grasped the delicate and small palm of the person in front of her, as if she was repeating Yiyi's question just now, or as if she was answering: "Home, yes, home... ...My dear grandson, go home, let's go, let's go home...go home...grandma cooked your favorite braised pork, let's go home..."

Yu Yuyi looked at the old man in front of him, who had silver hair on his head and a slightly messy bun. Even with the passage of time, he still showed the beauty of his youth.

She sighed inexplicably.

Ordinary people in this world usually live in their 60s, and those who live longer are only in their [-]s. If they happen to encounter any natural or man-made disaster, they may die early.

As for soul masters, soul masters with different levels of cultivation can live at least longer than ordinary people after their bodies are transformed by soul power.

This is why soul masters always think highly of themselves and don't take ordinary people seriously.

Because in addition to force and strange abilities, they still have longer years to live freely.

The higher your cultivation level, the longer you are likely to live.

It is said that people at the peak of Douluo can live to be over 300 years old.

but……

Yiyi does not need to rely on the progress of soul power.

From the day she consciously wakes up her body, she is destined to live the same life as the heaven and the earth.

So from that moment on, she grew slowly and had an extremely long period of infancy.

Although she later relied on the pure energy overflowing from Tianmeng Ice Silkworm to force her childhood to be equal to that of humans, Yu Yuyi was destined to live for a long time.

When everyone dies and the world collapses, then she will die.

Now looking at this confused old man who couldn't remember his relatives at all, Yu Yuyi only felt that similar scenes might happen in the future, and that feeling of powerlessness filled her heart.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the old man whose back was bent with age, and did not refute the title of 'good grandson' that she kept mumbling.

He just gently took out one of his hands from the clenched fingers, and slowly hooked the old woman's messy silver wire behind her ear.

She said softly: "Grandma, do you still remember where to go home?"

"I know... I know... Grandma remembers..."

The old woman's skinny and wrinkled hand gently patted the back of Yiyi's only hand held by her, comforting Yiyi like a true grandchild.

"That's where we're going. Then, our home is in Tongshu Village. My dear grandson, you haven't been back for a long time... Why don't you even remember where your home is?"

Yiyi had never heard of the 'Tongshu Village' and was not sure what the words were, let alone the direction the old woman pointed out just now. She had been there and there was no village there at all. It was a road leading to another town.Yu Yuyi took a serious look at the old woman who was still smiling kindly, and made sure that she really thought that direction was the way home.

Only then was it confirmed that the old man was indeed confused.

The delay here is a bit long, and it is impossible for Yu Yuyi to leave the old man on the road.

So she made a decision and carried the old man back to their restaurant.

After giving the ingredients he brought back to his companions.

Yiyi gave the old woman a seat with a window in the morning sun specially reserved for employees to eat in batches. She served a cup of orange tea suitable for the elderly, and then contacted the Spark Mutual Aid Bureau to help hang up a contact notice for a missing person.

After all, it is impossible for an elderly person with dementia to walk alone to this area with few farmers and only a few trial operation stores. Someone must take her out, and the possibility of getting lost accidentally is the highest.

That's why Yiyi asked people from the Spark Mutual Aid Bureau to issue a notice directly, and let them as an official help find reasonable candidates.

It was not long after dinner time.

An old man on crutches and sweating profusely opened the store door.

"Excuse me, is your place a 'everything restaurant'? Old man, I can't read. I'm here to see my wife. She is 63 years old. She is not tall. When I come here, her hair is as white as mine. Yes, she is very good-looking, but she has become a little confused over the years and cannot remember the way home. I will take her home."

The old man obviously came here from family to family, and his clothes even had wrinkles from being pushed around.

Xiao Wu happened to be standing at the front desk in charge of the checkout. Seeing the old man's anxious look, she led him to his seat inside.

There, the old woman who was carried back by Yiyi was drinking tea and eating some soft fruit puree cakes to fill her stomach.

Seeing the old man coming, the old woman suddenly smiled. An innocent smile like a girl appeared on her face that had never lost her years, and it was not inconsistent at all.

"Qingbai, you came to pick me up..."

After the old man saw the old woman, the worried look on his face relaxed. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and responded: "I'm here to take you home, Miss Mei."

At that moment, there was no one in the hall, and the years seemed peaceful in the responses of the two old men.

Dai Mubai couldn't help but packed a portion of the fruit puree cake that the old lady tasted a few more mouthfuls, and handed it to them.

When the old man wanted to settle the expenses and thank you fee, Xiao Wu repeatedly waved him away.

The eloquent Oscar stepped forward and explained that this was a destined gift. If he really wanted to thank him, he might as well take care of their business in the future.

Ning Rongrong also agreed and said yes.

Yiyi didn't come out. She was not very able to deal with the kindness of these people.

So when the old man came, she hid behind Tang San and remained silent.

Seeing the old man feel at ease under everyone's persuasion.

The old man looked at Miss Mei, who still had crumbs of pastry at the corner of her mouth, helplessly wiped away the bits of stuff with her hands, and reached out to straighten Miss Mei's hair, before holding Miss Mei and the Shrek Nine Monsters again to say thank you.

The two old men supported each other and walked away. The sun fell on them, making the shadows of each other longer.

Yiyi kept watching until she could no longer see the two black shadows, which were no bigger than grains of rice, blocked by the light. Then she returned to the lounge and started her rest.

That time, Oscar's words came true at the end.

The old man must come here once a month to patronize their business.

However, it was not easy for the two old people to come here. When the delivery business came later, they simply persuaded the two old people to avoid the long distance and send one copy to them every month, and then charged some materials. That's it.

On this last day, the two old men wanted to see them again.

At the opening time, I had already arrived and opened the door.

"Sorry, I brought Miss Mei to disturb you children again."

The old man held the tidy Miss Mei and stood at the door, looking at the busy people inside. The young children showed a smile that had been baptized by time.

That smile contained the calmness and composure left to him by the years, as well as the love that had not been erased by the years.

Miss Mei also lifted up her silver hairpin, and said with a smile: "Qingbai, are we going home?"

"Yes, Miss Mei, we have returned to another home."

They have long regarded this place as another place where they feel at home and feel at ease.

Xiao Wu, who had just finished making trouble, jumped out with Yiyi, "Grandpa Lin, Grandma Mei, welcome back, is it still the same?"

"Yes, please."

Grandpa Lin held Miss Mei's hand and sat by the window with warm sunshine. It seemed that the two hands joined together would never be separated.

Miss Mei raised her eyes and looked at Yiyi. She couldn't help but reach out and hold Yiyi's hand and patted it gently, "I remember you, you are my good grandson."

This time, Yiyi has learned how to treat these kindnesses. She smiled and bent down to hug Miss Mei gently, "Grandma, I am not your good grandson, I am Yiyi."

"Yiyi, Yiyi... sounds good, Yiyi..."

"Well, thank you grandma."

The next chapter will be published later, it should be the last of their stories.The end is accompanied by training settlement