Chapter 1291: Lin's Mother Meets with Li Moli and Her Grandson

That night.

The night was as dark as ink, spilling onto the glazed tiles of the Lin family villa. The evening breeze, carrying the fragrance of osmanthus, slipped into the study through the half-open French windows.

Li Moli sat in a chair, her elbows propped on the desk, her fingertips lightly tapping on the high school math textbook that her son Lin Haoran had opened.

The little guy is only six years old, but his hand holding the pencil is incredibly steady. His brows are slightly furrowed, and he mutters to himself, "Mom, how do I find the domain of this function?"

"Looking at the steps in the example problem, it seems to be related to the range of values ​​that the set can take?"

After Lin Haoran awakened the ability to remember everything he saw, at the age of six, he had already thoroughly mastered the elementary and middle school courses. Now, he was studying high school textbooks on his own, only asking his mother questions when he encountered something he didn't understand.

Li Moli was amused by her son's serious expression. She reached out and gently stroked his chubby cheek, her voice so tender.

"Son, first look at the restrictions on the values ​​of the independent variable. For fractional functions, you need to consider that the denominator is not zero. For radical functions, you need to ensure that the radicand is non-negative. Combine these conditions and you will find the domain."

Xiao Haoran immediately stretched out his chubby little hand and began to scribble and draw on the draft paper with great seriousness. Soon his eyes lit up: "Oh! So that's how it is!"

"Mom is amazing! I figured it out!"

As he spoke, he snuggled into Li Moli's arms, rubbing his little head against her neck, and said sweetly, "How about Mommy gives me a strawberry candy as a reward?"

"Today I finished learning all the Chinese material from the first semester of my first year of high school, and I also studied two chapters of first-year high school math on my own!"

Just as Li Moli was about to agree, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind her, tinged with a hint of teasing and tenderness: "Wife, look who I brought back?"

Li Moli turned around and smiled, her gaze meeting Lin Lang's smiling eyes. The familiar yet unfamiliar figure standing beside him made her breath catch in her throat.

"It's Aunt Shen?!" Li Moli's body stiffened, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Although the face of Shen Cuiping in my memory has shown some signs of age, the gentleness in her eyes is exactly the same as it was many years ago.

Li Moli's eyes instantly reddened, and hot tears welled up uncontrollably, streaming down her cheeks.

She covered her mouth, a choked gasp escaping her throat, her voice trembling: "Husband... am I seeing things? You saved Aunt Shen?"

"Silly wife, why are you still calling me Aunt Shen? I've brought our mother back to life."

Looking at Shen Cuiping, who had come back from the dead, Li Moli said with a smile through her tears, "I used to call her Aunt Shen, but now I have to call her Mom."

Looking at the graceful Li Moli standing before her, and seeing the familiar outline of her eyes and brows, Shen Cuiping's tears streamed down her face.

Upon seeing her six-year-old grandson, Lin Haoran, Shen Cuiping rushed forward excitedly, her voice choked with emotion: "Oh my... Little Jasmine has become a mother! Her child has grown so much!"

Li Moli could no longer hold back. With tears in her eyes, she rushed forward and hugged Shen Cuiping tightly, sobbing uncontrollably: "Mom! You're finally back! I missed you so much!"

Shen Cuiping hugged Li Moli back and said through tears, "Mom missed you too. I'm so happy to see you and Alang become a couple when you grow up."

Lin Lang stood to the side, watching this scene, his eyes also reddening, and he secretly wiped away his tears.

"Mom, you're still as young as you were back then, you haven't changed much at all."

With tears in her eyes, Li Moli looked at her mother-in-law's face, frozen at 40 years old, and was overjoyed. She cried and laughed at the same time, not knowing how to be happy.

Shen Cuiping couldn't stop her tears from falling. While tenderly wiping away Li Moli's tears with her fingertips, she said in a sobbing voice, "Mom was brought back to 2007 from 1996 by A Lang, so of course I still look the same as I did back then!"

"Hehe...Mom, I sometimes dream about you. You've been so good to me since I was little, like a daughter to me."

Shen Cuiping said in a choked voice, "Today is a happy day, don't cry, Jasmine."

"Yes." Li Moli nodded, tears of joy streaming down her face.

Xiao Haoran, standing to the side, was completely bewildered by this sudden scene.

He blinked his big, round eyes, looked at his mother who was crying and his grandmother whom he had never met, then looked at Lin Lang whose eyes were red-rimmed, took a few steps forward, pulled up Lin Lang's trouser leg and asked, "Dad, who is this grandma?"

"Why does she look so much like the person in my grandmother's portrait?"

Lin Lang patted his son's head and said with tears in his eyes, "Son, this is your grandmother. She was rescued from another world by her father and reunited with our family."

"Huh? Uh... My grandma came back to life?!" Xiao Haoran was stunned into silence.

Children this age don't really understand "ghost culture," so when they see their grandmother come back to life, they aren't scared at all, but just very surprised.

Li Moli hurriedly looked at her son and said in a gentle, tearful voice, "Son, quick, quickly kneel down and kowtow to your grandma, call her Grandma! She's your own grandma!"

"Oh!" Coming to his senses, Xiao Haoran hurriedly knelt properly in front of Shen Cuiping, kowtowing and calling out, "Grandson Lin Haoran kowtows to Grandma! Greetings, Grandma!"

Seeing this, Shen Cuiping's tears fell even harder. She hurriedly bent down to help Xiao Haoran up, squatted down and pinched her grandson's strong arms and legs, and finally stroked the little guy's face.

“Oh my, Haoran has grown up so much. Grandma missed out on your growth before. From now on, Grandma will definitely love you well and make up for all the love I missed before.”

Looking at his grandmother, whose eyes were blurred with tears, Xiao Haoran felt an innate, blood-related closeness to her.

He raised his little hand to wipe away Shen Cuiping's tears, and said obediently and sensibly, "Grandma, don't cry!"

"My mother often tells me about how much you loved her when she was little."

"Mom also said that if Grandma were still alive, she would definitely love Ran'er the most among all her grandchildren, right, Grandma?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Cuiping burst into tears, her shoulders trembling as she scooped up Xiao Haoran and kissed her grandson's face repeatedly, sobbing as she said, "That's right!"

"Your dad and mom are childhood sweethearts, they grew up together and were inseparable. You are the fruit of their love, so Grandma will definitely love you the most!"

"No matter how many grandchildren you have, Grandma will always love you the most!"

"Hehe...Grandma is so nice!" Xiao Haoran hugged Shen Cuiping's neck tightly.

"Oh my, what a good grandson of mine!"

"My grandson is so good!" Shen Cuiping hugged Xiao Haoran tightly, crying tears of joy that she couldn't stop.

Li Moli stood to the side, her slender white fingers tightly wrapped around Lin Lang's arm, her knuckles turning slightly bluish-white from the force.

As she watched Shen Cuiping hugging and kissing Xiao Haoran, tears streamed down her face like beads from a broken string.

That was the scene she had longed for for so many years!

From the warmth of Shen Cuiping treating her like her own daughter when she was young, to the regret of being separated from her forever, and now to the fulfillment of regaining what she lost, a thousand emotions surged in her heart, making Li Moli's throat tight and her breath tremble with sobs.

She smiled through her tears, but the tears kept falling. In her blurred vision, she saw her mother-in-law holding her son, a sight that seemed to melt away the long night.

Lin Lang stood there, his gaze fixed on his mother and son.

Shen Cuiping held Xiao Haoran in her arms with great affection, murmuring words of tenderness as she stroked her grandson's soft face with her fingertips.

This scene evokes a feeling of being held in one's hands for fear of dropping it, kept in one's mouth for fear of melting it, or placed on one's shoulder for fear of being snatched away by an eagle.

Little Haoran hugged his grandmother's neck, coaxing her in a childish voice, "Grandma, don't cry! Grandma, be good, don't cry!"

That soft, sweet voice was like a feather, gently scratching at Shen Cuiping's heart.

This is the special bond between grandparents and grandchildren!

All the composure Lin Lang had maintained before crumbled at this moment.

Hot tears could no longer be held back, and like a flood bursting its banks, they surged down Lin Lang's cheeks, crashing to the ground and shattering into a scalding galaxy.

He raised his hand to wipe it away, but the more he wiped, the more tears appeared, leaving wet, hot tear stains wherever his fingertips touched.

At this moment, the tough guy with a tender heart, Lang Ge, truly broke down.

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Li Moli noticed Lin Lang's trembling body, turned her head, and looked at him crying like a child. Her heart ached and softened at the same time.

She tiptoed, extended her warm palm, and gently wiped away the tears on Lin Lang's cheeks, tenderly wiping away the moisture from his eyes.

"Don't cry, honey!"

"You were able to save Mom from that car accident back then, and our family is reunited. This is such a wonderful thing, we should be smiling!" Li Moli's voice was gentle with a strong nasal tone.

Before she could finish speaking, her own tears fell again, dripping onto Lin Lang's hand, burning his heart.

Lin Lang grasped Li Moli's hand in return, their palms touching, the warmth of their touch intertwined.

He looked at Li Moli's tearful face, then at the mother not far away who was holding Xiao Haoran and crying her eyes out. She choked back tears, but finally managed to force a smile through her tears.

Yes, that's a good thing.

Just then, the study door was gently pushed open.

Li Moli's biological mother, Zhang Qiaoyun, walked in carrying a plate of bright red strawberries.

"My dear grandson, don't just focus on your studies, come and have some strawberries and take a break!" Zhang Qiaoyun's voice was filled with familiar affection, but as soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly stopped in her tracks, as if she had been nailed to the spot.

The next second, a crisp "snap" sounded!

The fruit plate in her hand was thrown to the ground, strawberries rolled all over the ground, and some of them were smashed and splashed with pink juice stains.

Zhang Qiaoyun's eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief, her lips trembling, and it took her a long time to squeeze out a trembling exclamation: "Cui... Cuiping?!"

"Oh my God!"

"Is it really you, Cuiping?!"

That call carried the familiarity honed by years of experience, but also concealed an unexpected surge of joy and shock.