"Come out! Come out for me!"

Lin Hai turned around and walked into the rice field, shouting in a stern tone.

He pushed aside two clumps of weeds, and saw the little girl in gray cloth crouching behind the clumps of grass.

She stared at Lin Hai blankly, her eyes full of helplessness, which made people feel a little pitiful.

Lin Hai walked up to the little girl, intending to scare her, but seeing the innocent appearance of the little girl, Lin Hai couldn't bear it.

Lin Hai sighed, squatted down, and asked the little girl, "What's your name?"

The little girl looked at Lin Hai timidly, "My name is Liu Lan!"

"Well, Liu Lan, why are you playing here alone?" Lin Hai asked.

Liu Lan lowered her head and rubbed her clothes with her small hands.

Lin Hai looked around and continued to ask: "What are you doing here alone? Peek-a-boo? Where are your parents?"

Unexpectedly, Liu Lan burst into tears suddenly, wiping her tears while crying: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

"Don't cry! Don't cry!" Lin Hai was worried that Liu Lan's crying would startle Yin Xiaomei, so he quickly reached out to cover Liu Lan's mouth.

"Uh! Uh!" Liu Lan slowly calmed down with tears in her eyes.

Lin Hai breathed a sigh of relief and asked patiently, "When did you get separated from your mother? What's your mother's name?"

Liu Lan said in a childish voice: "My mother's name is Li Guizhi. My mother and I have been separated for a long time. I clearly remember that it was September NO.35 in the 11th year of the Republic of China!"

"Oh!" Lin Hai nodded, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and his face changed suddenly: "What? Wait! The 35th year of the Republic of China?! Kid, are you taking this too seriously?"

Lin Hai is also a person who has read books. He knows that the Republic of China is the Republic of China founded by Mr. Sun Yat-sen in 1912. The so-called 35th year of the Republic of China is 1947!God, this little girl got separated from her mother in 1947?That is to say... that is to say...

"You are a ghost!" Lin Hai blurted out.

Just now at Aunt Liu's house, Lin Hai opened his yin and yang eyes, and he hasn't closed them until now, so he can naturally see Liu Lan, the little female ghost of the Republic of China.

Lin Hai secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Since Liu Lan is a ghost, he doesn't have to worry that Liu Lan will tell what he just saw.

Lin Hai patted his buttocks and stood up: "Little sister, oh, no, according to your age, I should call you mother-in-law. But it seems awkward to call you mother-in-law, so let's call you little sister! I say little sister Liu Lan, Republic of China 35 years is 1947, and now it is 2013, where can I help you find your mother? Besides, your mother must have passed away long ago! I see you, so stop wandering in the wilderness, Go reincarnate early!"

"Brother!" Liu Lan grabbed Lin Hai's clothes.

A little girl born in the period of the Republic of China was called Brother Lin Hai, which somewhat made Lin Hai feel weird.

Liu Lan looked at Lin Hai pitifully: "Brother, please, can you help me find my mother?"

Lin Hai said: "Little friend, didn't I tell you? It's been 70 to [-] years, and most of your mother has passed away. Where can I find her?"

"Even if she passed away, I still want to see my family. Can you help me find my family?" Liu Lan was very stubborn.

Lin Hai sighed, and wanted to reject her request, but seeing her eager and innocent face, Lin Hai still couldn't bear it, and said in his heart: "Hey, forget it, I really don't know what day it is today, and I met these people one after another. A stalking brat. Master said that doing good deeds is also a form of cultivation, so let me take it as doing good deeds."

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