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Chapter 696: Extra : Jian Xiangdi
Jian Xiangdi was completely confused about the current situation. He was still trapped in the Abyss of the Netherworld in the last second, but how could he suddenly return to the time before the accident?

Could this be an illusion created for him by the Japanese?
Jian Xiangdi pinched her face and it hurt a little.

This illusion is too real.

"Xiao Di, stay here and do your homework. I'll take you home after I sell the last bit."

The woman who was speaking had her hair combed meticulously and was wearing a navy blue dress. Her face was full of traces of years of torture, but her eyes were sparkling with light.

This is his mother...

Seeing that her usually smart and sensible son ignored her and just stared at her blankly, Yu Xiuwan showed worry on her face, "Xiao Di, what's wrong with you..."

Before she could finish her words, the little boy rushed into her arms like a little cannonball and hugged her tightly.

Yu Xiuwan: "What's wrong? Xiaodi, are you feeling unwell?"

Jian Xiangdi buried his head in her arms, greedily breathing in the reassuring scent from her body, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm fine, I just miss my mother very much."

Regardless of whether this was an illusion or not, he was happy to see his mother again.

Knowing that the child was fine, Yu Xiuwan breathed a sigh of relief and pulled the child out of her arms, "Stop being naughty and go do your homework."

"Mom, let me help you with the work. I'll do my homework when I get home later."

"I don't need your help. Go and do your homework. I'll check your homework when we get back later."

No matter what Jian Xiangdi said, Yu Xiuwan ruthlessly rejected his request for help and asked him to do his homework nearby.

Jian Xiangdi had no choice but to sit obediently at the small table next to him to do his homework. A small plastic stool and a large plastic stool were where he did his homework every day.

Jian Xiangdi's father worked in a factory, and Yu Xiuwan took care of the children and did housework at home every day. After the two children went to school, she set up a small food cart and sold pancakes.

Every day after school, Jian Xiangdi would wait here for her to sell all the pancakes before going home.

Jian Xiangdi looked through his homework book. The teacher had the habit of leaving dates on the homework when marking it. He saw that the standard date on the book was September 2004, 9.

September 2004, 9! Wasn’t that the day before he died?
"Mom, what day is today?" Jian Xiangdi asked anxiously.

Yu Xiuwan: "Today is the 22nd."

Boom! Jian Xiangdi's mind went blank. 22nd, yes, today!

Tonight, he and his mother went to the factory to deliver something to his father. They encountered a fatigued driver and were accidentally hit and killed by the car.

Jian Xiangdi's hands and feet were cold and he stared blankly at his homework book, so he had to repeat the experience of being killed in the illusion.

The roar of a motorcycle was heard, followed by a cold and familiar female voice.

"Boss, I want two pancakes with meat, sausage and eggs, and give me more sauce."

Jian Xiangdi subconsciously turned to look at the person who was speaking, and stood up with a look of shock on his face, "Stationmaster!"

That’s right, the person who came to buy the pancake was Yang Fan.

She was wearing a black leather jacket, high-waisted jeans, her long wavy hair was tied up high, and she wore sunglasses on her head. She looked fashionable and handsome. She winked at Jian Xiangdi, "Little brother, long time no see."

Yu Xiuwan looked at Jian Xiangdi and the strange guest in surprise. Did Xiaodi know this lady?

Jian Xiangdi didn't notice the words "long time no see" and ran to Yang Fan excitedly, "Stationmaster, why are you here too? Is this an illusion created by the devils?"

"I actually went back to 2004 and saw my mother!"

Yu Xiuwan was full of question marks, "Xiao Di, what nonsense are you talking about?" Jian Xiangdi did not answer, but stared at Yang Fan. He was inexplicably scared, afraid that even the stationmaster was created by an illusion.

Yang Fan snapped his fingers, and everything around him stopped moving.

Jian Xiangdi looked at her mother and other people who were motionless around her, and now she was even more certain that this was an illusion.

But he heard Yang Fan say: "Don't worry, this is not an illusion, this is the real world."

The real world?
Jian Xiangdi was puzzled, "But am I not dead?"

"It's not time for you to die yet."

Jian Xiangdi thought for a long time before he understood what Yang Fan said. This was the real world, which meant that he had returned to the time before his death.

Does this mean that as long as he avoids the point of death, he won’t have to die!

Jian Xiangdi's breathing became a little rapid, his eyes sparkled, and he looked at Yang Fan expectantly.

Yang Fan didn't explain much, just curled his lips into a smile and snapped his fingers again, and everything started moving again.

"Big sister, I want two pancakes with meat, sausage and eggs, and give me more sauce."

"Ok."

Two pancakes with extra ingredients is a big order!
Yu Xiuwan smiled and picked up the things to start making pancakes when she suddenly saw Jian Xiangdi standing next to the customer.

She looked behind her in confusion, then looked at Jian Xiangdi, "Xiao Di, when did you come here?"

Wasn't this child sitting there doing his homework just now? How come he came here all of a sudden?
When did you run over here?
Jian Xiangdi was a little confused. Wasn't his mother asking him questions just now?
A bold guess suddenly popped up in Jian Xiangdi's mind. Could it be that the webmaster turned back time?

Jian Xiangdi looked at Yang Fan, his eyes full of admiration. The webmaster is so awesome!

Yang Fan bought two pancakes and left on his motorcycle. Before leaving, he left him a landline phone number.

Jian Xiangdi kept her phone safe and planned to contact Yang Fan after he survived the danger that night.

Before six o'clock, Yu Xiuwan took Jian Xiangdi home to buy groceries and cook.

Their family of four lived in an old tube-shaped building, which was allocated by his father's factory.

A family of four squeezed into a small house of about ten square meters, which was crowded and cramped, but his mother kept the house very clean and tidy.

For dinner, Yu Xiuwan cooked two dishes and a soup, one was shredded potatoes, one was eggplant with minced meat, and the other was an egg drop soup.

Although the family conditions are not very good, Yu Xiuwan will try her best to cook a meat dish for every meal, after all, the children are growing up.

Only the mother and son ate together. Their elder sister Jian Xiangyu was in junior high school. She ate at school at noon and in the afternoon, and only came back after evening self-study.

Jian Xiangdi's father has been working overtime at the factory recently and will be back very late.

Yu Xiuwan packed the dishes for both of them separately and waited for them to eat when they came back.

The tube-shaped building was particularly lively at night. While eating and listening to the neighbors talking next door, Jian Xiangdi felt indescribably satisfied.

He scooped a spoonful of minced meat into Yu Xiuwan's bowl, "Mom, you've worked hard, eat more meat."

Yu Xiuwan looked at him in surprise. What happened to this kid today?
She felt that he was weird since they first got together.

Jian Xiangdi is introverted and shy, and the adults would never say such sweet words as "I miss you" or "I love you" to each other.