Am I destined to be cannon fodder? Unlock the system and lead the motherland

Chapter 102

Yun Ximo had a look on her face that said, "What do you know? This is called returning to basics." She picked up her backpack, threw it with a beautiful spin, and it landed steadily behind her. She replied coolly, "Yeah, it's pretty good. It's just that I'm old and weak, so I almost couldn't keep up with them. I feel like I'm one step further away from graduating from kindergarten."

The original owner's uncle lives in the old city of Dongcheng. His home is located in Goldfish Lane, a popular check-in destination for internet celebrities on a pedestrian street. He can come across an "internet celebrity" every three steps, and he feels like he is being blinded by these small shops!

Here, the desserts are so sweet that they can make you sick, but everyone loves them.

The aroma of coffee is so fragrant that it can make you get lost, yet coffee lovers happily wander through it;

The barbecue, with its sizzling sound and fragrant aroma, is a paradise for foodies.
Oh yes, there is also the snail noodle, which is so "stinky" that it reaches a new level, but it has a magical power that makes people unable to stop. Once you take a bite, it feels like you are under a spell and you can't stop at all.

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Even more amazing is that there's actually a mailbox here! In this digital age, it's like a time machine, a constant reminder: "Don't forget the romantic existence of 'slow delivery'!"

Of course, those fashionable clothing stores are also indispensable. Every piece of clothing looks like a model just walked down the T-stage, which makes people dazzled.

Speaking of old streets and alleys, they are not ordinary roads. They are "storybooks" carved out by the rings of history. It seems that you can hear the whispers of history with every step.

The shimmering Baili River across the way is as beautiful as a painting, not only a breathtaking sight but also a symbol of peace between the two countries. The pedestrian street faces it from afar, the only thing separating them not from each other but an international joke: "Come on, let's hurt each other!" It's a laughable joke.

But then again, just when you are immersed in this historical atmosphere, the fork at the end of the street is like a "no man's land" and suddenly makes a 180-degree turn.

There are all kinds of people in there, including demons and monsters, as chaotic as a pot of boiling eight-treasure porridge. You have to avoid those "suspicious elements".

As for my uncle's residence, I walked around Goldfish Alley for a long time and finally found it among rows of bungalows.

At half past six, the sun sets, as if it is also planning to leave work early and have dinner.

The iron gate was surrounded by flowers, and the rich fragrance of flowers filled every inch of the air around it, enough to make people fall to the ground intoxicated...

There was a knock on the door.

My aunt ran to the door, muttering to herself, "Who is this? He's knocking so hard!"

As a result, when the door opened, my aunt was stunned.

Standing outside the door was a girl who hadn't been here for two years.

Under the light, her black hair seemed to be dyed by the night. Under the dim light, her face was hazy and mysterious, with a layer of light mist.

My aunt was stunned for a long time before finally uttering two words, her voice trembling like leaves in the wind: "...Momo?"

After all, she wasn't the real original owner, but Yun Ximo, meeting her aunt for the first time. With a lazy yet striking face, she softly said, "Hello."

A smile is like the first ray of sunshine in the morning, warm but not dazzling.

My aunt looked at Yun Ximo carefully again, her brows furrowed, her face full of worry: "Tell me quickly, did the Yun family bully you? Why have you lost so much weight?"

As soon as these words came out, Yun Ximo felt as if her heart was gently caressed by the warm spring sun, but at the same time she couldn't help but smile slyly.

If the original owner was a love-brained little sheep, he would not dare to say a word even if he cried out in frustration, and would not tell his elders.

"Aunt, I'm fine. No one dares to bully your niece. It's just that I'm in the late stage of laziness and procrastination. I didn't come to visit you. It's really a sin."

When my aunt heard this, her tense nerves instantly relaxed, and a smile spread across her face. "That's good, that's good! Oh, right, have you eaten yet? Your uncle is wielding his spatula in the kitchen, displaying his 'God of Cookery' skills!"

"Aunt, your enthusiasm is so great that my stomach is already three-quarters full before it even starts to empty." Yun Ximo patted her belly: "But since my uncle is cooking, my stomach has to wait for you!"

The yard isn't too big to feel cramped, nor too small to get lost. In the center, an old banyan tree stands proudly, its gesture saying, "I've witnessed the gossip of several generations of this family!"

There is also a stone table next to it, which looks like a place where ancient scholars would drink tea, chat and wait for inspiration, but what they are waiting for here might be inspiration for my aunt's new recipe.

Without saying a word, my aunt went straight into the kitchen to help, leaving Yun Ximo alone. She started the "Ge You pose" mode on the sofa, lazily took out her mobile phone, and started "watching videos". Occasionally, she smiled happily at the screen, and was tickled by the silly videos from time to time.

Just as the girl was immersed in the endless loop of "Hahahaha", a clear and pleasant voice, "Mom, I'm back", with the excitement of a sparrow, instantly pulled Yun Ximo's thoughts back to reality from the mobile phone.

Then, an unexpected guest appeared at the door. Oh no, it was my cousin Xiaofeng, who arrived so quickly that I didn't know what to say. He made a grand entrance! He is my uncle and aunt's beloved child, and my "official" cousin.

However, the subsequent plot development was a bit unexpected.

The young man at the door's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stood there, unable to utter a word for a long time.

Isn't this his legendary cousin who is elusive? Has the legendary "missing person" finally returned to the surface of the earth today?

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It's been a long time since we last met, so I should have a thousand words to say, but... Xiaofeng was stunned for a few seconds, and the expression on his face changed from surprise to confusion, and then to the final "Thirty-six strategies, running away is the best strategy", and he ran away decisively, his speed was just a little bit behind Bolt!

Is this child afraid that he has gotten into some romantic trouble outside and will be exposed by his cousin?
Yun Ximo looked at the back of her cousin who had already escaped, feeling half helpless and half amused.

Countless questions swirled in her mind: Why was he running? She didn't even run, so why was he running?
Yun Ximo had an expression that was half helpless and half wanting to laugh.

What's wrong with you, little brat? Are you playing cat and mouse and running so fast?
Are you in a hurry to save the world?

No, no, you have to take your cousin with you to save the world!
Oh my god, I haven't even started running yet, but he's already running!

Logically speaking, her soul that traveled through time and space should be the one that is worried and afraid of being exposed, right?
He just gave me a "leave first as a sign of respect" attitude.

Just as she was about to get up and chase after him, she heard her son call out "Mom" and her aunt's voice rang out from the kitchen: "Xiaofeng, you're finally back! Go say hello to your cousin and let her see how much taller you've grown!" Before she finished speaking, her aunt rushed out of the kitchen with a spatula in her hand.

As a result, my aunt looked around, her eyes full of "Where are the people?
Then, with a bewildered look on his face, he turned around and asked, "Hey? Didn't they say Xiaofeng is back? Where is she?"

"He ran away."

My aunt's brows twisted into knots. "This kid, isn't he usually very tough? Why is he so shy when he sees his cousin? He's like a mouse seeing a cat. Why is he so shy? Shy? The last time he was shy was when he wet his pants in kindergarten!"

Yun Ximo forced herself to hold back her laughter, nodding her head like a clever little cat ready to go out and catch mice, with a look in her eyes that said, "Don't worry, aunt, I'm good at this."

"Aunt, I'll go get your cousin back right now!"

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My aunt stared at the girl's back and sighed softly.

Although Yun Ximo never complained, she knew clearly in her heart that her life in the Yun family was perhaps even worse than Cinderella in the fairy tale. She was more like a helpless stray cat that accidentally strayed into the territory of an outsider circle where she didn't fit in.

Recalling that year, after Grandpa Yun brought the little girl back to the Yun family from Mingjing, he specially called Yun Ximo's uncle Jiang Chen.

My aunt also went to visit in person. At that time, Yun Ximo was taciturn and introverted. When she first met her uncle and aunt, she seemed particularly reserved and shy.

Shu Manli, the mistress of the Yun family, had an arrogant attitude that was comparable to the walls of the Forbidden City. She showed off her nobility like a peacock with its tail spread out, and her words almost came close to ordering the butler to kick the people out.

Her meaning was clear: You relatives from the countryside, don’t even think about taking advantage of our Yun family. Just find a cool place to stay!
Later, when Shu Manli discovered that Yun Ximo had some dealings with her uncle and aunt, she sent the housekeeper, just like an ancient emperor sending an imperial envoy to read the imperial edict.

The intention conveyed by the housekeeper could not be clearer: in order to maintain the reputation of the Yun family, you must completely draw a line between yourself and Yun Ximo, go your separate ways from now on, and do not interfere with each other!

As a result, after this demarcation lasted for two whole years, Yun Ximo never set foot in her uncle and aunt's house again.

Yun Ximo followed him out, thinking to herself: Could this guy be cosplaying the 'Late Night Runaway'?
She looked up and saw that Jiang Xiaofeng really didn't run out. He was sitting casually on the stone table in the courtyard, and he seemed to be shrouded in a faint aura of melancholy. It was so quiet that she could even hear the yawns of mosquitoes.

The night is as dark as ink, pitch black, like the bottom of an endless pot, accompanied by a few wisps of cold wind as a "special gift of the night", invading people's necks, vowing to give people a "bone-penetrating coolness".

However, Jiang Xiaofeng seemed to be completely unaffected by the night and the cold wind. He did not move at all, and sat so straight that even the pine trees were ashamed of themselves. He was like a "young version of pine and cypress", tenacious and unyielding, standing tall and unyielding.

How can someone wear an ordinary school uniform like a high-end custom-made one, giving it an air of elegance and elegance, instantly elevating the ordinariness of the uniform itself and making it jump from "passerby A, B, and C" to "the focus of the fashion world."

If he were in school, he would definitely be the focus of girls' conversation after dinner.

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But at this moment, this usually cool and handsome boy had eyes so dark that they could freeze people to death. There was no ripple in his eyes, and his whole body gave off an aura of "please don't disturb me, I'm in a bad mood."

Yun Ximo walked over at a steady pace and sat down on the stone bench without any hesitation. Her phoenix eyes gestured at him, "Let's chat!"

Then, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why, you have to run away when you see me? Do I look so scary that I can give you nightmares?"

Two minutes, neither too long nor too short, just enough for Yun Ximo to hum "Waiting for Godot" in her heart.

As for Jiang Xiaofeng, he didn't utter a word and was too stingy to even make eye contact. "Silence is golden, speaking is silver."

Just when Yun Ximo was about to accept the cruel reality of "the other party is offline, please send friend verification", Jiang Xiaofeng finally made a move.

However, this movement is not a good sign——

At this moment, Jiang Xiaofeng finally "came back to life", but with this "coming back to life", the atmosphere instantly changed from "spring flowers blooming" to "the cool night turns my thoughts into a river for you".

The unpredictable smile and the sudden snowflakes in the winter night make people shiver.

He smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. His tone was mixed with some complicated emotions that Yun Ximo couldn't understand. He said, "The Yun family's housekeeper said that you have severed ties with us. Then why did you come back here?"

Yun Ximo remained calm in response to Jiang Xiaofeng's question. She chose silence and had a professional fake smile on her face that said, "I'll listen to whatever you say, but I won't respond."

Think whatever you want, I won’t explain.

The breeze is coming, and the water waves are not happy.

She turned her head away, her gaze drifting slowly towards the branches of the banyan tree swaying in the wind.

This is not because she is at a loss for words. After all, every time the original owner visited her uncle's house, she would pour out baskets of good things. She only showed her happiness and not her sadness, and kept her worries deep in her heart. She took a low-key approach. It would be difficult for her to change the script casually, right?

I should just continue this "fine tradition" obediently. Mainly because she thinks that since the original version didn't even think about explaining, there is no need for me, the later version, to join in the fun, lest I accidentally become a classic case of "talking too much will lead to my own destruction", which would be a waste of time.

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The young man who had been waiting for Yun Ximo to speak had lost his patience, like a branch bent by the last snowflake in winter. After a slight "snap", it finally broke.

He couldn't hold it back any longer and suddenly turned around with a cold expression.

However, when he looked at the girl so closely, it was not difficult to find that there was almost no excess flesh on her body, and it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Jiang Xiaofeng's body stiffened instantly. He stared at the girl with dull eyes. He finally managed to squeeze out a word, but his voice was extremely hoarse: "Sister, don't tell me that the Yun family won't even let you eat enough?"

(End of this chapter)