Feng Feng came forward and held her arm: "no, I just went back to find out something."

"It's none of my business." Qiao Ya Ruan says, fling his arm to go downstairs directly.

Feng Feng followed: "I have to go back, because it's about my mother." Feng Feng's voice was a little loud.

Yu Ma just came out of the kitchen. Hearing this, she quickly went back.

"Your mother?" Qiao Ya Ruan shook off his hand again, "Feng Feng, you don't know what your mother looks like. Do you want to do it for her --"

"she's not my mother." Feng Feng suddenly cried.

Whoosh -

suddenly, the sound of broken chopsticks came from the kitchen, and they looked back.

Yu Ma is nervously cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks on the floor. Qiao Ya Ruan steps over and says, "Yu Ma, are you ok?"

"It's OK. It's OK. My hand slipped." Yu Ma said, quickly took a look at Feng Feng, and then continued to clean up the debris on the ground.

Seeing that his mother was not hurt, Qiao Ya Ruan looked back at Feng Feng, who was still standing there. "What do you mean?"

Yu Ma picked up the pieces of the hand slightly, but with a tremor to continue to pick up.

Feng Feng was a little irritable. He used to kick the stool in the living room, which was specially prepared for xiaoshinian.

Qiao Ya Ruan came out of the kitchen and looked at him. "Isn't it your mother?"

"That's what you hear." Feng Feng said, sitting directly on the sofa, holding his head in both hands, "I don't know if it's true, it's just intuition, she's not my mother at all, so I want to go back and find out about it."

"Just because of intuition?" Qiao Ya Ruan felt that he was making trouble without reason.

"I don't know. I've always had a shadow in my mind since I came back from Mount Everest. It's strange." Feng Feng said, as if suffering in general, again leaning on the sofa.

Mount Everest?

Qiao Ya Ruan sat down beside him, reached out and touched his head, "inhaled miasma?" Those things can make people hallucinate.

Feng Feng shook his head. "It's the child. I always feel like I've seen him somewhere, but what I've seen is not a child." Feng Feng said, as if he could not bear his inner struggle and stood up directly.

The kid?

Yaya?

"But does this really have anything to do with your mother?" Qiao Ya Ruan is more and more curious.

"I don't know." Feng Feng said, once again kicked the stool.

Qiao Ya Ruan frowned at the impatient Feng Feng, held his wrist in his backhand, and then directly pulled the person to the sofa and pressed him under the body, "you inhaled miasma." That's why we have these messy ideas.

"I didn't." Feng Feng insisted, "I've really seen that child."

"Well, have you seen it in your dream?" Qiao Ya Ruan cold hum, "you sober up, I'll get you some medicine."

Yu Ma hasn't come out in the kitchen, child. What child?

Yu Ma's hands were tightly twisted together, and even her breath was a little short.

"How could that be?" Yu Ma said anxiously, walking around the kitchen.

If he really thinks about the past, then M country will be in chaos.

However, the current situation is not what she can stop.

Yu Ma went out with the fruit and put it on the table. "Fourth master, Miss Qiao, you should have some fruit first. Dinner will be ready in a moment."

Yu's mother said that she took a special look at Feng Feng and then turned to enter the kitchen.

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