Douluo: My mother is the time traveler

The scene became awkward for a while.

Especially the girl standing on top of the statue, her toes still clasping the knight's shoulders.

Huo Ling'er first took two seconds to see the woman in black in the crowd, and a silver-haired boy sitting next to the woman with a little guy on his neck.

Then it took him two seconds to recognize that the expressionless young man was not his unlucky son whom he had not seen for more than six years.

"Lin, Lin'er?"

The girl's voice was a little uncertain.

By the way, I also have a teenage son.

At this moment, she was still standing in front of the statue, feeling quite a bit like those times in her past life when, as a mature adult woman, she went to the dance floor of a nightclub to have fun and found that the person playing DJ on the dance floor was actually her old father.

No, she is the mother. When will it be the son's turn to mind his own business?

She ignored the strange men around her who wanted to get acquainted with her, held down the hem of her skirt, jumped off the statue, returned the violin in her hand to a little girl, picked up the boots she had put aside and trotted over in despair.

What is "despondable"? What kind of word is this? How could she, a mother, be dejected in front of her own son!

"Ling'er, why are you still here? The tea party is about to start."

Yu Linzhi still stared at her mother expressionlessly. The woman in black next to her complained a little when she saw Huo Ling'er running over, her voice soft.

"Let me tell you, I met a young man today. He looks and talks a bit like you."

Look how kind-hearted the woman in the black dress is, she wants to introduce her to the mother and son.

Seeing Huo Ling'er running over, Yu Linzhi took Yu Suisui off his shoulders:

"Come on, Suisui, call grandma."

Huo Ling'er, who was running barefoot, almost lost her footing and almost fell.

She was stunned for a moment, with some disbelief in her eyes, her eyes widened, and then she repeatedly scanned Yu Suisui and Yu Linzhi.

"grandmother!"

Yu Suisui doesn't understand anything, but she listens to her elder brother's words very much, and her milky voice is full of energy.

Then Huo Ling'er saw Yu Linzhi's face and nodded affirmatively towards her.

She was a little frozen, her hands moved very slowly, and her face was moved. At this time, her body really exuded the legendary brilliance of motherhood.

Yu Linzhi actually saw the brilliance of motherhood in Huo Ling'er, which was stronger in Qian Renxue than in his mother.

There were many emotions in her eyes, including confusion, relief, and self-blame. She stared blankly at Yu Suisui in Yu Lin's arms, and reached out to hug the little guy.

"What's her, this child's name?"

"Yu Sui Sui." Yu Linzhi nodded and said his name.

"Jade Suisui, what a good name, what a good name. How old is Suisui this year?"

"Six years old!"

"Grandma doesn't have anything valuable with her. How about grandma taking Suisui to buy some sweets later?"

She spoke to her granddaughter carefully, Yu Linzhi's face remained expressionless, and the woman in black beside her was a little confused.

"She is already six years old. I really didn't expect that my granddaughter is almost six years old..."

Suddenly thinking of something, Huo Ling'er frowned and wondered why this was so wrong.

"Hey, Lin'er, aren't you only twelve years old this year? You were only six years old when you left home."

Although Yu Linzhi has now grown to over 1.7 meters tall, in the blink of an eye six years later, the little guy who only reached the back of his buttocks is now a head taller than him.

But, after not seeing each other for six years, I brought back a little granddaughter. Is this reasonable?

"Yes, I haven't seen her in six years, and this is the first time this child has met her grandma."

Yu Linzhi's tone was full of yin and yang, but it was more of a complaint, complaining that this mother-in-law was unreliable.

Even if I kicked him out of the house back then, he still couldn't go home often, but he always failed. When he returned to the empty Huojiacun house, there was always a note on the table.

‘I went out to play, don’t think about it’

Don't think about it when your mother is out having fun. Is this what a mother should say? As long as her mother is reliable, she will not be unreliable at all.

Although I occasionally received letters from my mother later on, she disappeared from sight for six years.

Huo Ling'er realized that this guy was deliberately picking on her.

What kind of granddaughter is so messed up that she even lied to her mother!

But then I thought about it, I felt a little guilty when I went out and ignored my son for so many years.

"Hehe, this is not to train Lin'er's independence. I remember when my mother and I went out to explore the mainland when I was only ten years old!"

Yu Linzhi had an angry look on his face.

But I finally saw my mother. Although she was still not as formal as ever, seeing Huo Ling'er here well and well made me feel at ease inexplicably.

The two of them had the same love as mother and son. He had as many things as a mountain to say to Huo Ling'er, but there were already so many that he didn't know where to start.

Especially after meeting the God of Angels, he still felt like he was in the clouds, but now he was watching his mother being silly and happy, as if he was being pulled back to the ground again.

Seeing Huo Ling'er standing here like that, the twelve-year-old boy suddenly felt very tired. He had done nothing but wanted to find a place to lie down.

Although his mother is unreliable, she is the person he is closest to in the world, and he still misses her very much.

The woman in black on the side was a little confused at this time, pointing at the two of them and wondering: "Ling'er, you two... know each other?"

More than just acquaintance?

Huo Ling'er was carefree, her height was only over 1.6 meters tall, and her bare feet were more than a head shorter than Yu Linzhi.

She stood on tiptoes, jumped up and wrapped her arms around Jade Scale's neck, hanging on the silver-haired boy. She smiled and said to the woman in black:

"Let me introduce, this is my son! Please call Aunt Su, your mother's good sister."

Those who wanted to come and get to know this wanton and beautiful woman couldn't believe that such a young girl had such an old son!

Heartbroken.

The woman in black covered her mouth in surprise and looked at the mother and son who looked very similar.

Yu Linzhi looked helpless, feeling that no matter how many years passed, his mother would never change at all.

"Hello Aunt Su, my name is Yu Linzhi."

The mother and son reunited after a long absence, and Huo Ling'er took Yu Linzhi to go to a tea party at the houses of several other women.

Said she would take him to meet her good sisters.

In fact, Yu Linzhi suspected that his mother just wanted to show off to her sisters and show off how big she was.

I don’t know what kind of mentality this is.

Huo Ling'er was in a good mood, holding her son's hand and feeling a little unreal.

"The scales are so big. When I held your hand before, it felt like I was holding a small toy. Now they are taller than my mother."

Yu Linzhi was also filled with emotion, watching her mother pouting and humming a song in another language.

That's called Chinese. Yu Linzhi learns things very quickly, so he naturally masters this language.

"The most romantic thing I can think of~"

"Just growing old together with you~"

"Until we are too old to go anywhere~"

"You still regard me as a treasure in your hand~"

Huo Ling'er sings very well. When he was a child, Huo Ling'er would sing nursery rhymes to coax him.

At this time, Huo Ling'er would be very gentle, with eyes that could melt people away. The memory of Yu Linzhi's childhood was once again sketched out.

Yes, after all, they haven't seen each other for six years, and he has grown so much, but his mother... still hasn't changed at all.

It's not like nothing has changed in six years.

Huo Ling'er hasn't changed at all since Yu Linzhi had memories.

My mother's hands were cold, and she had held her like this when she was a child. But in the past, the big hand held the small hand, and now Yulinzhi's hand is bigger than hers.

Huo Ling'er really hasn't changed at all. Holding her hand, I can feel that her bone age has not changed.

"In a few years, Lin'er will be older than my mother, right?"

Eighteen years and nine months, Huo Ling'er's bone age.

Huo Ling'er paused, then turned around to look at her son, who was taller than herself, and pinched both sides of her face.

She is no longer as chubby as before, her son has really grown up, and she still hasn't aged at all.

"My mother was at this age when she passed away in her last life."

She is soul-transported, and her soul maintains the posture it had before her death in her previous life, and the Douluo plane does not seem to be as strong as the Earth in her previous life.

Therefore, her soul determines her body, allowing her body to maintain the posture of her soul in her previous life.

Maybe, you can live forever.

Huo Ling'er's actual age is actually in her thirties, but the butcher's knife of time has ignored her.

In other words, the butcher's knife of time cannot cut her.

She is a being that can be seen for a long time. It is something that countless powerful emperors long for. If someone with evil intentions finds out about her, it will probably cause a storm.

"Mom, why don't I call you sister outside?"

Yu Linzhi is worried that his mother, who has no power to restrain a chicken, will fall into the eyes of some caring people because of him.

It's really an attractive thing to watch for a long time.

Moreover, the two of them do seem to be just siblings. Maybe some people will believe them if they are siblings.

For Yu Linzhi to call Huo Ling'er, who looks like a little girl, as his mother, it would look weird in the eyes of others.

Huo Ling'er was not happy anymore. She took Yu Linzhi's hand and secretly exerted force, trying to squeeze him:

"No, my mother is your mother, what about your sister? You brat, are you going to have to call me sister outside in a few years?"

Yu Linzhi raised his eyebrows and found that it seemed quite interesting. Then he felt Huo Ling'er holding his hand, secretly increasing the strength of his hand, trying to convince him in terms of strength.

On the surface, I still pretend to be calm, but in fact I am afraid that my toes are working hard secretly.

Other people's mothers may have a girlish look, but Huo Ling'er is indeed still a girl. People who are always eighteen years old have a mentality of always being eighteen years old.

Yu Linzhi finally understood where his habit of pretending to be an elder in front of others came from.

"Hey, it hurts, mother, please stop squeezing me." Yu Linzhi was frightened.

"You know how powerful my mother is, don't think that you can act arrogantly in front of your mother now that you are a soul master. Back then, you still had to be beaten by your mother when you were the head priest of the Spirit Hall."

Huo Ling'er chuckled, and Yu Linzhi reluctantly nodded in agreement.

His mother is just a weakling with a big food addiction. With her little hand strength, she can't even break through his defense.

Just don't deal with her for a while, she will give you some trouble later.

'Look, look, scales, look, the fish my mother grilled this time was not burnt, isn't my mother very good!'

'Ah, my mother is so amazing!'

I learned how to deal with this food-addicted mother during my childhood.

"Why is mom here?" he asked in confusion.

"I have some things to do. I've been staying here for a while. I've been staying at Xue'er's place recently..."

Before she finished speaking, Huo Ling'er looked at her son and smiled narrowly: "Hey, boy, are you looking for your sister Xue'er now?"

Looking at his mother who was winking a little, Yu Linzhi was angry and funny, but it was true that she hadn't seen Sister Xue in several months.

Just by looking at Huo Ling'er's narrow eyes, I knew what she meant.

When I was a child, I liked to cling to Qian Renxue.

As I grew older, I probably had some admiration for Qian Renxue, but other than that, I always admired the beautiful and gentle Sister Xue.

But as I grow older, I realize that admiration is so ethereal, like every boy secretly likes a gentle older sister when he was a child.

Because that big sister can play with me, always accommodate me, and even comfort me when she cries.

He told Huo Ling'er that he wanted to marry Sister Xue when he grew up.

Do countless things.

"Mom, Lin'er has grown up."

"I'm only twelve years old. How can I grow up? I've worked harder to defeat Xue'er. I still want to hear her call me mother-in-law."

"Mom, I have someone I like."

Huo Ling'er turned around and glanced at her son, and saw that he was not as hypocritical as he was pretending to be in pain when he clearly didn't feel any pain. He actually seemed to be serious.

Looking at Yu Linzhi's silver-like long hair, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to mess it up again, and giggled at the depressed look on his son's face.

"That's it." She sighed, then felt a little relieved.

"Lin'er has reached the age where he has a girl he likes. He has really grown up."

"Well, mother, I didn't say she was a girl."

"!!"

Huo Ling'er turned back sharply.

Although he was a bit jealous of others in his previous life, it doesn't mean that he can accept this happening to his son. Although there is no stopping two people from liking this kind of thing.

At least she needs to be mentally prepared, and if she can accept it, the child's father may not be able to accept it either!

Then when she saw Yu Linyi's happy face, she realized that this brat was entertaining her again.

He slapped him on the back of the head angrily, and Yu Linzhi did not dare to fight back.

"I thought I would bring her back to you to see, she is a very good girl."

"No, you can talk about what you like at your age first, but I'm not sure whether we can stay together in the future. It's too formal to show it to my mother now. When you are sure that you have identified this girl, you can show it to your mother."

."

"Yes, I got it right."

"..."

Huo Ling'er had a toothache, and then said: "It's such a big game, I'm a little nervous. What should I do?"

What a slutty mom.

"The girl you like should be a soul master. If the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law becomes tense in the future, I can't beat your wife..."

Huo Ling'er was thinking about something there, wondering how to set rules for her daughter-in-law when they met for the first time.

In my last life, I read an article like this: When faced with an evil daughter-in-law, as a mother-in-law, I established these four rules.

Hiss, what are these four rules? Huo Ling'er has a headache.

"Mother..." Yu Linzhi hesitated to speak.

Huo Ling'er was stunned for a moment, and then she keenly noticed the big boy's mood, pinched Yu Linzhi's face again, and looked up with a smile:

"What do you want to tell Mom about? Lin'er's problems on his growth path are something we can't take lightly."

"Mother, I plan to become a god."

The topic changed a bit quickly, and Huo Ling'er, who specialized in surfing the Internet in her previous life, almost didn't even turn the corner.

Shouldn't the problems that a son faces when growing up should be his studies and the fact that the girl he likes doesn't like him?

Moreover, after saying something like becoming a god, Yu Linzhi didn't know what other ordinary people's mothers would be like, but he knew that Huo Ling'er was not an ordinary mother.

"Good boy, I've been waiting for your words for twelve years." Huo Ling'er, like a little girl, patted Yu Linzhi on the back and said in agreement.

It’s really extraordinary, Jade Linzhi thought.

"It seems true." Yu Linzhi felt that his mother was perfunctory, and her tone was a little depressed.

"It's true. When I was young, my mother also wanted to become a god. Didn't she just marry and have children after she failed?"

"What now?"

"I'm thinking about it now. If my mother didn't have a martial spirit and couldn't practice, what would have happened to you? And now that my son has inherited his mother's legacy, it's very, very good."

Yu Linzhi chuckled, mother and son were actually talking about such an outrageous topic, but neither of them felt there was anything wrong with it.

As for becoming a god, if you say this kind of thing, others will only laugh at it and then not take it seriously at all.

"Does mother support me?"

"Lin'er is mother's precious son. No matter what Lin'er does, mother will support him."

Although she looks like a little girl, Yu Linzhi is still very moved at this moment. She has always been somewhat hesitant and received the greatest recognition.

After all, they are mother and son. After all, they are the mother who raised her up. Although she doesn't look very formal, it must be very hard work.

Yu Linzhi held her mother's hand and felt a thin layer of calluses on her mother's hand, which touched her heart.

"Mother, kiss the calluses on your hands..."

"It's bad because I play mahjong with my sisters."

"..."

"Mom just said something happened here. What did you mean? Do you need Lin'er's help?"

"I'm just looking for someone, and I've already found him. I just want to see what the ingredients are."

"Who are you looking for, mother?"

"A guy who's been dancing a lot lately."

"Why is mother looking for him?"

"There is no such character in the original work..." Huo Ling'er said something Yu Linzhi couldn't understand, and then said:

"Mom suspects that this guy comes from the same place as your father and I."

Before I knew it, I had arrived at a big house. In the yard, the women and girls were chatting and laughing.

Mom’s friend, young aunt…

Jade Linzhi had the urge to escape.

The beautiful woman in black in front turned to look at the mother and son, and shouted softly: "Ling'er, hurry up!"

"Oh, here we come!" the girl next to him shouted, pulling Yu Linzhi and trotting over.

Huo Ling'er really doesn't look like a mother at all.

Chapter 128 You don’t even look at who the title of the book is about.