"Yes, the memories that only belong to the two of us." Fu Yuchen reached out and grabbed Mo Han's shoulder, slowly wanting to wrap her in his embrace.

However, Mo Han's body suddenly stiffened. Fu Yuchen thought that Mo Han had discovered his behavior and felt unwell. Just as he was about to explain, Mo Han reached out and grabbed him.

"??"

"Shh" Mo Han pulled Fu Yuchen's head down and leaned over to his ear, "Is there a wolf in this mountain?"

Fu Yuchen thought that Mo Han was deliberately joking with him, so he leaned over to her ear and said. Mo Han thought that he was serious and carefully listened, "I am. Do you want to give it a try?"

Mo Han gritted her teeth and cursed him for not being serious. She pulled him down and showed him the corner in front of her right.

"What's wrong?" Fu Yuchen looked carefully, his eyes widened and he didn't see anything. Just as he was about to pull out his phone and turn on the light, he was stopped by Mo Han.

"Look, those two round green dots."

"See, it's a firefly, right?" Fu Yuchen didn't care at all.

Mo Han was a little anxious. Why did she feel that the dot moved?

"No, look at it. It's too round. You can see the boundaries. There's also pure green. Fireflies are yellow. Also, didn't the wolf's eyes say that they are green …"

After saying that, Mo Han's voice trembled, because the dot was getting closer and closer to them. Fu Yuchen finally noticed that he was holding Mo Han's hand tightly, ready to pull her away at any time.

"But that's too close. If it's a wolf, the distance between its eyes would be too small."

Mo Han wasn't in the mood to gossip with him anymore. In the blink of an eye, she wanted to see more clearly.

"What are you doing here?"

"Ah!! Mom, it's a human! You scared us to death!"

Mo Han looked at Little girl, who was standing in front of her younger sister, and her heartbeat hadn't slowed down yet. "You know it's a person, what else is your name?" Fu Yuchen was hit first.

Fu Yuchen bent down to take a look. This Little girl, who was not as long as his legs, shouted, "Qinqin?"

"Are you Qinqin?" Mo Han also bent down to look at Little girl. The night was dim, and they didn't have any lights, so they couldn't see the girl's appearance clearly.

Fu Yuchen pointed at the lamp in her hand and said to Mo Han, "Look, I told you there are no wolves. It's the lamp in Qinqin's hand."

The lamp was in the shape of an ordinary cylinder, but there was a small disk at the end that was emitting a faint green light.

Mo Han's attention was drawn over and she gently asked Qinqin, "Qinqin, why are you in the mountains so late? Has Granny followed you?"

Mo Han raised her head and looked around. The visibility around her was only a few meters, and she couldn't see anything, so she gave up.

'"No, catch the fireflies," Qinqin said with a cute little face.

"So this lamp is used to attract fireflies?" Fu Yuchen excitedly pointed at the lamp in Qinqin's hand and asked.

"Yes." Although Qinqin was expressionless, they still answered their questions seriously. Then, they raised their heads and asked Mo Han,

"Are you also here to catch fireflies?"

Mo Han looked at Qinqin's face and felt that it looked familiar. Unexpectedly, Fu Yuchen first asked and answered Qinqin's question, "No, we just came to take a look."

"Oh, let's go after reading. It's late at night and we'll get lost in the mountains." When Qinqin heard that, he lowered his head and fiddled with the lamp.

Mo Han nodded. She thought to herself that they should be going out as well. Now that Qinqin was here, she asked Qinqin to take them out. They could also protect Qinqin. After all, there were no wolves just now. There was no guarantee that there would be no other accidents in the future. But judging from Qinqin's appearance as a small adult, he still couldn't say it directly.

"Then can Qinqin take us out?" Before Mo Han could think of a good explanation, Fu Yuchen had already asked. Mo Han looked at Qinqin's nod and turned around. She couldn't help but laugh. Sure enough, could a child communicate with a child the best?

Qinqin was a small man with short legs and a lamp. He was walking quickly in the mountains. He was still walking between trees. It was not a path at all. However, they walked exceptionally smoothly. Neither Mo Han nor Fu Yuchen were able to catch up.

The three of them had been walking in the mountains. Not long after, they left the mountain. They arrived at the memorial arch at the entrance of the town. The town was brightly lit. In an ancient town without street lights, they relied entirely on incandescent lights in their windows. But now, late at night, the people who followed the sunrise and sunset had already turned off their lights to rest.

Only the newcomers to the MT squadron were still immersed in the excitement of traveling.

Mo Han and Fu Yuchen walked side by side with Qinqin. When they arrived at the small town, their hearts were much more relaxed. Mo Han looked at the faint lights and said to Fu Yuchen, "They don't rest. What if they don't get up tomorrow? The first thing to do when they come out to play is to have a good rest."

Fu Yuchen looked around and said indifferently, "Didn't you say that we don't have any group activities tomorrow? What's there to be afraid of? If you can't get up, then sleep late. I think this place is very suitable for rest. It's not a bit hot in August, and it's a little cold at night. Everywhere is cool and refreshing. It's the best place to sleep in summer." As he spoke, Fu Yuchen stretched and placed a hand on Mo Han's shoulder.

Mo Han trembled in disgust, causing Qinqin to look sideways. Fu Yuchen smiled at her cooperatively. Mo Han still couldn't see Qinqin's exact appearance clearly, but she just felt familiar. Where had she seen such a young child before? It was rare for her to see such a young child.

When the three of them arrived at Granny Xiao Rong's alley, they saw a warm orange light at the door from afar. Under the light, there was an elderly figure leaning on a crutch. Under the light, the shadow shrank into a ball.

"Grandma!" Qinqin shouted and ran over. His mother-in-law also smiled and answered Qinqin, "Hey, good grandson Qinqin."

Qinqin hugged his mother-in-law's waist and didn't let go. He stood beside her and looked at Mo Han and Fu Yuchen. Now that Qinqin was standing under the lamp, Mo Han saw Qinqin's face clearly and was stunned.

Fu Yuchen did not notice Mo Han's change. He was attracted by the light on his mother-in-law's head.

"That's a lantern, isn't it a light bulb added after the paper paste, Ruo Yu?" Fu Yuchen asked Mo Han, but Mo Han ignored him and stared at Qinqin thoughtfully.

"What's the matter?" Fu Yuchen and his mother-in-law were both puzzled. Fu Yuchen extended his hand to poke Mo Han.

Mo Han regained her senses and smiled reflexively at Fu Yuchen, saying, "What's wrong?"

"What have you been looking at? What happened to Qinqin?"

"Oh, that's right. I've been looking at Qinqin since I was a child. Now I find that it's exactly the same as when I was a child, so I'm a little dumbfounded." Mo Han explained to Fu Yuchen, trying to placate Qinqin.

"Really? When you were young, you looked like this. How cute!" Hearing that, Fu Yuchen was very happy. He directly jumped to Qinqin's side and crouched down to look at her, scaring Qinqin so much that he hid behind his mother-in-law.

Mo Han looked helplessly at Fu Yuchen. She went over and pulled his collar, telling him to retreat. She smiled apologetically at her mother-in-law, but her mother-in-law had always looked at them lovingly, indicating that it didn't matter.

"Then does Qinqin look like Granny?" Fu Yuchen thought that if Qinqin was like his mother-in-law, that would indirectly mean that Mo Han was like his mother-in-law. Now, it was the third generation of old, middle-aged, and young Mo Han standing in front of him.

Granny shook her head and said, "Qinqin doesn't look like me. She looks like my sister."

A light suddenly flashed in Mo Han's mind. The elders of her family had also said that she looked like her grandmother when she was young, and her mother-in-law seemed to be called … Xiao Rong!

"Granny, take the liberty of asking, what's your surname?"

"My surname is Shu, and my name is Shu Xiaorong."

"My grandmother's name is Shu Xiaoli" Mo Han muttered.

Hearing that, the granny stood there without a smile. Then, her hand holding the cane trembled fiercely, like a withered branch swept away by a strong wind in winter.

"Xiao Li, Shu Xiaoli! That's my sister!"

"!!" Fu Yuchen and Mo Han were both extremely shocked. They didn't expect that they would be able to recognize a distant relative after coming out.

The mother-in-law took them into the courtyard and slowly said, "Our family has three daughters. My name is Shu Xiaorong, and my third sister is Shu Xiaoli. My sister has never been married, and my father passed away early. At that time, Xiao Li was only a few years old and not as old as Qinqin. Our family only had her sister as a teacher in the town's school. She can't afford four of us women."

Mother decided to give Xiao Li to Little Uncle. Later, when my Little Uncle went out to do business, he took Xiao Li with him. Xiao Li still hates us, right? She refuses to come back after so many years. "

Mo Han did not expect there to be such a story. Her grandmother had never told her family before. Now that she thought about it, it seemed that she had never told her where she lived before.

Granny sat beside Mo Han. Her muddy eyes glowed with water. Her trembling hand touched Mo Han's cheek as if she was looking at another person through Mo Han. "The first time I saw you, I felt that you were like my sister. Now it seems like there is indeed a reason."

"Your sister, Shu Xiaoman?" Mo Han raised her hand to cover her mother-in-law's hand.

"Yes, it's her. Speaking of her, the story will be long. If you want to know, I'll tell you tomorrow morning?"

"Granny, I also want to hear a story." Fu Yuchen raised his hand like a pupil and deliberately said.

Granny Xiao Rong clasped Mo Han's hands in her own and patted them gently. She said to Fu Yuchen, "I want to hear it, and then I'll let Ruo Yu tell you."

Mo Han directly replied, Ask Fu Yuchen to help carry Qinqin, who is sleeping on Mo Han's lap, back to his room. Qinqin seemed to understand that this sister was related to her family, and supported them in saying that she looked like Mo Han, so she inexplicably got closer to Mo Han. She had always been close to Mo Han and looked up at Mo Han's face. Although there was still no expression on her face, she still looked satisfied with Mo Han's appearance.

After that, the two of them washed up and prepared to sleep. They were separated by a wooden door. Before Mo Han was about to enter, she leaned against the door and emphasized to Fu Yuchen with a serious expression,

"President Fu, please respect this door. Don't let its work be useless."

"Alright, alright. I'm very tired. I'm going to sleep." Fu Yuchen was wearing pajamas, his arm resting behind his head, his eyes closed as he leisurely told Mo Han.

Looking at his appearance, Mo Han could not say anything else. She closed the door and turned around to go to bed. She heard Fu Yuchen add, "I wonder if Ruo Yu noticed my sleeping habits before. I have some sleepwalking problems recently and like to hold something in my arms at night. Ruo Yu remembers, don't be scared."

Hearing this, Mo Han knew that this person was no longer playing tricks on her. She simply ignored him and lifted her foot to lie on the bed.

But when she lay on the bed, her mind was slowly filled with grandmother's matters. Mo Han had heard about Grandma before, Grandmother and grandfather were workers in the same factory. When Grandmother was young, she was also a famous beauty. Her pursuers lined up from the front door to the back door of the factory. There were no lack of so-called yard children. However, Grandmother only took a fancy to the poor grandfather of the family. It was only because she had taken a fancy to Grandfather's simple character, and her parents were old, but they were still harmonious and dear.

Now, it seemed that Grandma had sensed something about family and relatives at her grandfather's house. No wonder Grandma talked about her own home, only mentioning her grandfather's home, never mentioning her past.

Mo Han couldn't help but pull out her phone and send a WeChat message to Mama Qiu. Just as she typed a few words, she saw the phone on it and deleted it. She put it back. Thoughts filled his mind, and he was in such a strange place. Perhaps he could not sleep when he recognized the bed for a while.

Perhaps this action was too loud, or perhaps it was because there was no noise in this quiet ancient town. Everything was incredibly quiet. His heartbeat was too loud, so Fu Yuchen noticed it. Fu Yuchen coughed and said,