Quick Travel: From Beginner to Master

Chapter 191

The world is in turmoil and always lively.

Some people are happy, some are miserable, some die, and some are born.

In the same year that Ling Liang left, Mrs. Tanya's stepson's third child came into the world.

In the ward, the mother looked at the baby tenderly, with a smile on her lips.

Her family members also arrived to stay with her.

At the moment, the baby's brothers are huddled together, seriously studying the special features of this new member of the family.

The eldest brother Barnett is 15 years old this year, and the second brother Richie is 13 years old. Both of them have very strong curiosity.

Mrs. Tanya walked over softly, and the boys quickly stepped aside when they saw grandma coming.

The baby is lying quietly in the cradle.

The child was born the night before yesterday. She is a girl with a strong body.

The doctor just took her out of the observation room yesterday, so Mrs. Tanya hasn't been able to take a good look at her yet.

After taking a closer look, she couldn't help but be stunned.

Although there is not a lot of hair, you can still tell that its color is golden. Under the fluttering eyelashes are a pair of large, watery eyes with light green pupils, rosy lips, and a chubby little face.

This is undoubtedly a beautiful child, whose beauty has never been hidden since birth.

In just a moment, she was reminded of her former adopted son Elton.

They have similar appearance features, brilliant blond hair, and iconic blue eyes. Time passed nearly 20 years ago, and looking at the little one in front of her, Mrs. Tanya suddenly felt like she had returned to the past.

When she first adopted Elton from the orphanage, he was also like this, a small, pitiable little bundle.

She did her best to raise him and only hoped that he would live out his life happily.

But then... there were too many accidents in life, and each one caught people off guard.

When the news came that "Elton" had fallen into the sea and died, her husband Andrew was worried about her mental state for a while, but Mrs. Tanya was very calm, as if nothing had happened.

For some reason, she had an intuition that that person was definitely not dead, but had gone elsewhere and been himself.

Yes, the real Elton is actually no longer alive. What she knows, she has always known.

She has been his mother for more than 20 years, how could she not even notice such a thing?

She just didn't dare to expose it, and would rather deceive herself, as if she could pretend that her adopted son was still around without taking the initiative to mention it.

But when the person carrying the body of the adopted son has completely gone away, the illusion is ruthlessly torn apart in an instant. Even if you no longer want to face reality, you must accept it calmly at this time.

Mrs. Tanya thought that she seemed to have always been lucky, because both Elton and the unknown person really cared about her.

But how can there be care and love for no reason in this world?

She had a vague feeling that the man's kindness to her was more like being entrusted by others.

Entrusted by whom?

Apart from Elton, there will probably be no one else.

Now that she and her husband Andrew have formed a new family, and their life is stable and stable, the man suddenly chooses to leave without saying goodbye, and she can only send her blessings.

I thought everything had come to an end many years ago, but seeing the little granddaughter in front of her who was similar to her adopted son, Mrs. Tanya's mind was still involuntarily drawn.

She reached out and gently picked up her little granddaughter in the cradle. The little granddaughter stared at her motionless for a long time, then yawned sleepily and fell asleep peacefully in her arms.

Two lines of hot tears quietly fell from Mrs. Tanya's cheeks.

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This year's Christmas there was a rare heavy snowfall.

Snowflakes float over the mountain peaks, across the lake, and onto the roofs of thousands of houses, adding a peaceful atmosphere to the festival.

In the office belonging to the Chancellor of Finance alone, Jo Luo Lin stood in front of the window holding a cup of hot cocoa. Suddenly, a sentence that her grandfather often said came to her mind - "Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest."

But Mr. Qiu has been dead for a long time.

He spent the last few years of his life in a small fishing village on the coast of Country Z.

Qiu Luolin has never been to that distant place, but her grandfather always said that it was their real hometown. If she could not go back in this life, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

So as soon as the war ended, he couldn't wait to leave despite the dissuasion of his family and friends.

It is said that grandpa has not been idle since he returned to China.

First, he renovated the ancestral hall of his Qiu clan, then funded road construction in the village, built several schools, and acted as a teacher himself.

After three years of tossing like this, his body was no longer strong. His parents went to see him off. When they came back, they said that grandpa left with a smile.

If you leave with a smile, you have no regrets. This is good...

Jo Luo Lin drank the hot cocoa in one gulp, turned around and walked towards the desk, the snowflakes fell silently behind her.

At the same time, in a dessert shop on the corner, Antoine, who once served as Ling Liang's security guard, sighed and closed the door.

It's snowing too hard today, so there won't be any guests coming over. It's better to go back early to spend time with the kids.

He thought silently as he asked his wife to sit in the passenger seat, rubbed his hands that were red from the cold, turned on the radio, and drove home.

After Antoine retired from the army, he opened a dessert shop based on the skills he learned in the kitchen, and the business has been good.

Now he has a wife who loves him by his side, and his children are smart, so his life is quite enjoyable.

It can be said that Qiu LuoLin and An TuoWan are very proud of their lives, but Ling Liang's two classmates in Cambridge are in very different situations.

Quinine himself is very talented and very hard-working, and now he is famous in the chemical world.

As for Tommy, he was firmly nailed to the pillar of shame and became a very typical negative teaching material.

Five years ago, he failed to withstand the temptation of money and sold a large amount of secret research materials to the opposing country.

Afterwards, the Dongchuang Incident occurred, and while fleeing overseas, he was shot in the head by someone from MI[-].

It is worth mentioning that the person who successfully shot Tommy to death was actually an old acquaintance - the stern-faced man was the kid who had shined his shoes for five pounds many years ago.

It's really interesting to humiliate with money and repay with life.Tommy thought mockingly to himself the moment before he died.

The snowstorm is still going on outside.

The vast expanse of grassland is covered with white snow.

The land was owned by the Alice family.

The pocket watch given by Ling Liang earlier was of high value, and after being sold, it directly improved their financial situation. Alice's parents were not lazy people. After years of hard work, the family finally had some property.

Nineteen years have passed, and the little girl who held Ling Liang's hand and begged him to stay is now married.

When she was growing up, she tried very hard to remember Ling Liang, but in the end she gradually forgot about him.

Ling Liang's face has long been blurred in Alice's memory. She only remembers that when she was a child, she seemed to have a tall uncle who would play hide and seek with her and tell her stories.

But once I think about it seriously, I can't remember it.

In the warm and comfortable living room, the fire was burning brightly in the fireplace, and Alice and her husband's family were gathering together to celebrate the festival.

The perfectly roasted turkey was brought to the table, and everyone happily toasted and drank, sharing interesting stories with each other. The laughter made the layer of snow on the windows fall rustlingly.

The lively atmosphere of the festival infects everyone.

Thousands of miles away, in a peaceful cemetery in country D, Bazel placed a bouquet of flowers in front of Ludwig's grave.

Then he took a few steps back, sat down on the ground, and talked to himself and the stone tablet.

He talked about the past and the present, talked about the many times Ludwig tolerated him during his lifetime, and talked about his current life, which was neither good nor bad.

Bazel was just an orderly at that time and was not qualified to go to the battlefield, so he naturally had no chance to kill people.

He survived the trial of the victorious country unscathed, and then learned some car repair skills from others. He took off his military uniform and became a very ordinary ordinary person.

How could Ludwig have expected that the person who would still remember him and come to pay homage to him after many years of death was actually a soldier he had never laid eyes on.

"Merry Christmas, sir."

Finally, Bazel ended with this sentence, stood up, patted his clothes, and strode out of the cemetery.

At eight o'clock in the evening, outside a small duplex building with a simple and elegant appearance, a middle-aged man was angry and angry.

He was Little John, Ling Liang's colleague when he first worked in the shipping company. He later went out to seek refuge, but he never came back and stayed in a neutral country.

There is never any doubt that those who are the first to abandon their homeland will quickly adapt to life in another country.

Little John now has a successful career, a lovely wife in his arms, and two children. He is living a very happy life and has not even thought about returning to China.

At this time, he stood on the steps and shouted to his son who had just driven the car back to the garage: "You just got your driver's license yesterday. Do you have the courage to go out for a drive today?"

"Dad, I'm watching from the side, don't worry."

The eldest daughter, chewing a piece of gum in her mouth, jumped out of the car window and asked him with a smile, "Today is Christmas, where is the gift you promised me?"

"On the table, see for yourself."

Little John glanced at her afro-like hair and frowned. He was about to ask her to get her hair back tomorrow when he saw his daughter rushing into the house with joy.

The younger son grinned at him and ran away too.

No worries, no worries at all!

Little John cursed a few times angrily, but soon he smiled helplessly. It didn't matter. Let the children play if they like. His father had nothing but a lot of money.

With this thought, he puffed up his chest and proudly followed his children into the house.