God's system descended from heaven, my sister went crazy in your circle.

Chapter 195 Master, you are suitable for the new era

"The obtained research will only be sold in China at cost price plus 10%. Don't scold me, little old man. Such a big company has to support so many people."

"Little old man, what you once taught Su Ran, she will definitely work hard to complete. Your past life will not happen again, and China will only get better and better in the future."

"Little old man, I met your family."

"It's your brother. He looks very much like you. At that time, I thought you were back, little old man, but it turned out not to be."

"He's not a little old man."

"Although your looks are similar, you are still not a little old man. You two are completely different."

"Master, you once didn't mention your family, but you always said it was your family. At that time, I was thinking about what kind of family could wait for decades and not be willing to come see you."

"But no matter what I said at that time, Master, you just laughed it off, but then you held a box and looked at it for a long time. The little old man also missed his family, right?"

"Don't you hate them, little old man?"

Su Ran looked at the small mound of earth piled up in front of her. For such a tall and big person, the last part of his life was buried in this deserted place.

She silently drank sip after sip of the little old man's favorite tea, silently telling her thoughts about him.

Thinking of all the things that happened in the past, I just don't know if the little old man hated them when he was dying.

Although she already had the result in her heart, Su Ran still didn't want to believe it.

More than forty years!
He was so young once and was trapped in Sujiacun for more than forty years. How many forty years could he have in his life?

In the past forty years, has the little old man been disappointed with the Su family? I could have taken you back tomorrow, but I just didn't want to. Look, little old man, your family may have forgotten you a long time ago.

"Master, I told your brother about you, but he later found out that it was too slow. Doesn't he know that he is already old? There are still things that he can't let go of."

"Master, I first learned about you from the old gentleman, and then from your brother. Master, you are so outstanding."

"I remember you once said that for a very good person, there are many poisonous snakes hiding in the dark and watching closely. They will attack fiercely when they are not prepared and bite their flesh hard."

"Why did you receive so much unequal treatment in your era? Shouldn't talent be more important than anything else?"

Su Ran really didn't understand. In that era, was it wrong to be talented? Is it wrong to say so?

The talent was right, Su Zhengnian was right, and the people who left that era were right, it was just that era that was wrong.

"Master, the tea trees are growing very well this year, but you can't come back and make tea under the pavilion."

"China is doing very well now. Although there are still some places where it has not caught up with other countries, and although there are still stuck research areas, it will slowly catch up."

"Master, the current prosperous age is just like what you said when you were young, rich, strong, democratic, and prosperous."

"Master, when all the work at hand is finished, I will go back to Sujia Village to drink tea with you and chat with you every day. Master, don't think I'm noisy then."

"Master, Ranran misses you."

Su Ran stared blankly at Xiao Tupo in front of her. The emotions in her heart were no longer suppressed. She looked at him silently, tears quietly sliding down her cheeks.

There are sounds of birds in the woods nearby, and dogs barking in the distance. The breeze blows, and the overlapping grass hits each other, making a rustling sound.

The sky was dark, the wind chased the rain, and the rain chased the wind. The wind and rain joined forces to chase the dark clouds in the sky, and gradually, light rain fell.

Su Ran's clothes were wet, and the rain slid down her face. She couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain.

"Master, your knee hurts again?"

Su Ran looked at the small slope in front of her. The little old man hated rainy days. Every time at this time, the little old man's kneecaps would hurt terribly. It has been hurting for decades, and I don’t know how that cute little old man could bear it.

When Su Ran found out about the little old man, she had just returned to the master a while ago and couldn't sleep at night, so she discovered it inadvertently.

But when she saw the master enduring the pain and saying it didn't hurt, what on earth was Su Ran thinking at that time?

She can't remember clearly now.

"Master, don't be born in that era in your next life. That era is not suitable for you. You are suitable for the new era."

"Your little apprentice has a friend who says that you will be safe and successful in your next life. I also believe that master, you will be safe and successful."

"Little old man, can I meet you again in the next life?"

But Su Ran will never hear the little old man's scolding voice, and the little old man he once was will never come back.

The decoration of the house is still as familiar as before, but for a year, the house has become desolate, and the accumulated dust rises and dances as soon as the door is opened.

Familiar decoration, but ultimately missing a person.

The little old man's tile-roofed house was on the top of the mountain in Sujia Village. At that time, I felt that the little old man was an expert who was isolated from the world.

But now I think about it.

At that time, people in the village yelled at those people, so the little old man moved to the mountains and didn't get along with the people in Sujia Village.

Nowadays, the tile-roofed house is even more obscured by other weeds and trees, making the original inconspicuous tile-roofed house even more difficult to see clearly.

Su Ran put incense on the master. It was already getting late and she had just cleaned the tile-roofed house.

She was already wet, but slowly started to dry out again. Now her clothes were wet, and her hair felt a little uncomfortable because it was wet from the rain.

After it rained, the road down the mountain was a little difficult and very muddy, so Su Ran planned to sleep in the tile-roofed house.

It's still raining at this moment, and it's probably starting to get colder. The surrounding heat has slowly diminished under the wash of rain.

Water accumulated on the roof of the tile-roofed house and was sliding down. The weeds that were growing well around it were also bent. The dew dripped from the tips of the grass and fell into the ground.

There was the fragrance of green grass all around, as well as the humidity after the rain, and the sky was still hazy.

The night is getting late.

I could already feel the chill of the rainy night, and I looked at the mountains in the distance, filled with smoke. It was the mountain where I used to collect herbs when I was a child.

There is no electricity in the tile-roofed house, so you can only use a stove to boil water.

Su Ran opened the lid of the well and pulled out bucket after bucket of water just like she did when she was a child.

The well water was bitingly cold tonight. It was a bit laborious and took a long time to heat up the stove fire and boil such a large pot of hot water.

It has been an hour and a half since the hot water was boiled.

He took out the prepared clothes from his backpack and changed out of his dirty clothes after taking a shower.

Wearing dry clothes, I couldn't dry my hair, so I could only slowly wipe away the water stains with a dry handkerchief over and over again. The night wind was a bit cold, so I took out a stove, burned some coals in it, and put it at the door to prepare for the fire. Dry slightly damp hair with hot air.

When she was a child, the master made it. Later, when Su Ran learned how to do it, she started doing it herself. The little old man said with a smile every time.

"Little Su Ran has grown up and there is no need for the old man."