Author: Zhongnan Ye Road

To be honest, Zhao Ye didn't really want to see his mother in this life. Although he knew that to some extent, there was no difference between his predecessor and himself.

But after all, he has memories of his previous life, and it is really difficult to confuse the two. Perhaps this is why so many time travelers choose their parents to sacrifice to heaven.

Just as Zhao Ye was thinking about it, the words "Light" was already in sight. Before he could figure out how to deal with the upcoming mother-son recognition, he saw a circle of people around the entrance ahead from afar.

If it were the past, Zhao Ye would have stopped to watch the fun, but because he had something in his mind, he rode his bicycle without even tilting his head.

But just as he was about to enter the alley, Zhou Rong's voice came from behind: "Zhao Ye, here!"

Hearing the movement, Zhao Ye quickly pinched the brakes, turned around and walked back. When he got closer, he realized that the so-called lively neighbors who were called "Light" were rarely seen by foreigners, and were watching the strangeness around his mother in this life.

Sophia had lived in Jichun before, so she had long been accustomed to these strange visions, and she was not concerned about them. Her attention was all outside the crowd.

Zhou Rong reminded her that she quickly recognized her son. Looking at her face that appeared in the dream for many times, she could no longer hold it back, and tears instantly blurred her eyes.

Then, Sophia pushed away the crowd and came to Zhao Ye. She held his head with her hands without thinking, kissing her forehead, and sighed in her mouth: "My Seryosha, mother has finally seen you again!"

When he heard the Russian name given to his son by the mother, the memory of his predecessor suddenly surged into his heart. Zhao Ye sighed secretly and smiled and said, "Mom, can you still recognize me if you haven't seen me for so many years?"

Sofia said firmly, "Of course I recognize that you are the most precious gift God has given to my mother. How could I forget what I look like?"

Zhao Ye was about to reply, but Yu Guang saw the people watching pointed at him, and immediately frowned slightly and said to Zhou Rong who was following him: "Zhou Rong, I will take my mother to my place first. Don't forget to thank Uncle Zhou and the others for me when I go back. I will come to my house to thank you another day."

Zhou Rong knew the situation was wrong, so she was reasonable: "You might as well go quickly. If you thank you or not, it's just a slight effort!"

Zhao Ye nodded, immediately called Sophia to get into the back seat of the car, then drove away from the crowd in front, and kicked off the scene.

On the way back, Sophia never stopped talking. She kept asking about Zhao Ye’s experience over the years, and she would not let go of anything in detail.

After getting along for a while, Zhao Ye was already open-minded and felt that he had been too vain before, so there was no need to worry about these things. Just think that he had been filial to his elders and would not have lost a piece of meat!

After thinking it through, Zhao Ye felt much more relaxed and also cared about the current situation of this mother: "Mom, why did you suddenly come to China? Didn't you encounter resistance?"

Sofia smiled and said, "Don't worry, since Brezhnev was seriously ill and unable to take charge, Comrade Andropov is in power. He has restored normal diplomatic relations with your country and no longer restricted civil exchanges.

And this time my mother came to see you, your uncle helped memorize the letter. With his current status, there will be no problem with this matter."

"My uncle?" Zhao Ye racked his brains and did not find any memories of cheap uncles. He couldn't help but curiously said: "Do I still have uncles? Why haven't I heard of them before?"

Sofia recalled and explained: "In 1944, my mother received a notice of death, which told me that Mikhail died in the Patriotic War.

I was really sad at that time. I didn't want to stay in Moscow for a moment. It happened that the country was going to send people to the East to support me, so I signed up.

Later, when I returned to China, I was shocked to find that your uncle was still alive, and that notice was just the same name."

After hearing this, Zhao Ye quipped: "If you say so, I must thank the postman. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't have come to China, you wouldn't have known my father, and you wouldn't have had me!"

But Sophia drew a cross on her chest and said devoutly: "I believe this is all God's arrangement!"

"Mom, don't you believe in Marxism-Leninism like us? Why do you still believe in God?"

"What's the matter? Can't you believe in Marxism-Leninism and believe in God?"

Zhao Ye thought it was right, as if there was no conflict, so he skipped the topic and asked about his cheap uncle: "You just said that this time I came to endorse my uncle. Does he have a high status in China?"

Sofia proudly showed off: "Yes, Mikhail is now the deputy commander of the Pacific Fleet and is stationed in Vladivotosk. I was able to come so smoothly this time thanks to his helping me contact the ambassador to China."

When Zhao Ye learned that he had a cheap uncle who was the commander, his mind quickly turned, but he did not forget the feast that would be a few years later.

Zhao Ye had thought about this before, but after carefully considering the gains and losses, he still gave up on this plan.

The reason is very simple. As a time traveler, he has many ways to make money. Why take the risk of becoming an international tyrant? Isn’t it nice to stay in China and be a rich man?

But now the situation is different. There is an uncle who is the commander of the Pacific Fleet. If he doesn't use this relationship and takes advantage of the situation to make a fortune, he is simply sorry for the opportunity given by God.

After making up his mind, Zhao Ye immediately said with concern: "Mom, will you live in Moscow or Vladivostok after you go back this time?"

Sofia was stunned at first, and then realized that the Vladivostok that her son mentioned was what the Chinese call Vladivotosk.

"What are you asking about this? Oh, I know, baby Seryosha, are you reluctant to part with your mother, right?"

Zhao Ye secretly screamed ashamed, but he still admitted it: "Yes, if you live in Vladivostok, then I miss you in the future, so it would be convenient for me to see you."

Sophia was very happy when she heard this, and then said, "It's really my mother's good son. Mom thinks so too. Don't worry, mom has moved to Funeral with your brother... Vladivostok."

"No, wait! I have an uncle, I can understand, why did you have another younger brother? Did you remarry after returning home?"

Sofia raised her hand and patted Zhao Ye's back, and said angrily: "What are you talking nonsense about? Mom has been single since she returned to China. Sergey is your brother. When I left you, I was already three months pregnant. Didn't your father tell you?"

"That's really not. After you left, my dad got sick not long after. He only told me to find you in the future and not leave anything else."

As soon as this said, Sophia's sadness immediately aroused. When Zhao Ye heard sobs from behind, he quickly advised: "Mom, there is a saying in China that the dead are gone. Although Dad has left, he definitely hopes that our living people can live a good life."

Sofia wiped her tears and said with a sob: "You are right. Mom wants to live for your father. I have you and Sergey."

"Mom, tell me about my brother!"

Speaking of the youngest son, Sophia's mood finally eased a little. She said: "Sergey was born on April 3, 1961, and he is ten years younger than you. His mother gave him a Chinese name named Zhao Fu to miss your father. He was admitted to the Naval Communications Academy at the age of seventeen. He is now a lieutenant and works as a correspondent in your uncle's fleet."

Zhao Ye was really curious about this inexplicable younger brother: "Does that younger brother look like me?"

As soon as he talked about this, Sophia couldn't help but smile: "You may not believe it when you say it. Your brother looks completely different from you. You look completely Chinese from the outside. But Sergey is more like me, a typical Slav!"

Zhao Ye also smiled and said, "So, if he stands with me, no one will think we are brothers?"

"Yes, from the appearance alone, you two have only similar facial contours and heights."

After talking about his younger son, Sophia once again cared about Zhao Ye’s recent situation and asked him if he was married and if he had children.

When she heard that she had become a grandmother, she looked extremely surprised and immediately asked Zhao Ye to turn around to the consulate of Maozi in Jichun, saying that she wanted to get a gift to her grandson.

Seeing that Zhao Ye couldn't persuade her, he had to turn around and ride the bicycle north of the city.
Chapter completed!