Bringing the system to eat melons in the era text

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Zhou Jiahe was silent, and she thought seriously for a while.

If someone suddenly rushed out on the street and held her hand, telling her that it was her long-lost relative, Zhou Jiahe would definitely kick him without hesitation. How could this be called a recognition of relatives? This was not the routine of a trafficker.

But it can't be counted as such. The world she lives in is not just a patchwork of many novels, so it seems to be understandable that it is so absurd.

Just as she hesitated, a man ran over not far away and came to the side of the old man, "Why are you here alone?"

This time she didn't hesitate, and turned around and left.

Even if she was blind, she could see that the old man was not ordinary. If she recognized him without hesitation, she might be regarded as someone with ulterior motives.

After returning to the dormitory, Zhou Jiahe remembered the things her grandmother left for her, and couldn't help but pick it up and take a look.

There were photos in it that Tongzi helped to restore. She didn't know what her grandmother looked like when she was young, but after learning from Tongzi that the old man was her grandmother's brother, she looked at her grandmother's photo again and could really see that the two people looked a bit alike.

There weren't many things in the box her grandmother left for her, there was a sum of money and things left by her uncle, and then there was a wooden comb.

She had just scanned it hastily before, but this time she looked carefully and found that there were words engraved on the comb, but it was too worn out and she couldn't recognize what the words were.

"Tongzi, can you restore it?"

Tongzi didn't say anything, just scanned it, and the original appearance of the comb appeared on the panel, and the words on it could be seen clearly.

Shuyu.

This should be my grandmother's name.

"Tongzi, how about you find a way to let me meet my grandmother in my dream, and I'll ask her what she thinks?"

"Host, I'm a melon-eating system, not a necromancer."

Zhou Jiahe held her chin and looked out the window. She felt that her grandmother must miss her brother very much, but how could she say it without leaving any traces, and then tell them about her grandmother?

If she ran to the door without hesitation, it would be strange if people didn't suspect her.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Jiahe climbed out of bed. She thought she could meet the old man a few more times, and then pretend to mention her grandmother casually.

It didn't seem to work either. She didn't know where he lived, how could she meet him by chance?

If she wasn't careful, she would be caught as someone with ulterior motives.

Zhou Jiahe felt that the most important thing at the moment was to buy a house.

She should first solve her housing problem, and then think about the old man.

She went out to look at houses for several days in a row, and it turned out to be a success.

Because the policy was relaxed, some people who had been rehabilitated before were also rehabilitated, and their belongings were returned. Of course, the house must be occupied by someone, after all, it is impossible to leave it empty.

Especially those courtyards, which had long been divided into several rooms and lived in by several families. Who would be willing to move out suddenly? They said that the house was originally allocated to them by the higher authorities, and they still had to find someone to explain it.