C2

Chapter 2 - Chapter II

Mo Xiao Yan still did not have the original owner's memories, so he was unfamiliar with everything, including everyone else, but he had to remain calm. Mo Xiao Yan looked at him, and spoke with a hoarse voice: "What happened to me?" A woman around thirty to forty years old ought to be the original owner's mother. He held Mo Xiao Yan's hand and said, "A few days ago, you were playing around by the river and you accidentally fell into the river. Luckily, you were discovered in time.

The original owner's name and his own name were the same, Mo Xiao Yan, it seemed that the original owner was destined for this. The original owner's name was Mo Xiao Yan, the original owner's name was Mo Xiao Yan, the original owner's name was Mo Xiao Yan, the original owner's name was Mo Xiao Yan, the original owner's name was Mo Xiao Yan, the original owner was called Mo Xiao Yan, the original owner was probably destined. Now that he was here, he had to live on in place of the original owner. Mo Xiao Yan felt that his lips were very dry, probably because he had not eaten or drank anything these few days. Mo Xiao Yan looked at Lee's and said, "Mother, I'm thirsty.

At this time, Mo Xiao Xia spoke up from the side, "Mother, I'll go pour water for little sister. You go cook some porridge.

"Okay, then I'll go to the kitchen," she said and quickly went to the kitchen.

Mo Xiao Xia poured everything sshe had and fed it to Mo Xiao Yan. After drinking, he said worriedly, "Xiao Yan, do you still feel any discomfort? These two days you were unconscious, Mom and Dad wanted to go get you a doctor, but Grandpa wouldn't let them. "Since I can't do anything about it, I can only let you sleep here forever and see if you can recover. You've already worried us to death, luckily you woke up today."

Mo Xiao Yan retorted in his heart, "Are you trying to emphasize the importance of boys over girls? This is still a human life, how can you be so heartless! "

"Sis, I'm fine, I just don't have the strength. Maybe it's because I've been unconscious for the past two days and haven't eaten since, but I think it's better to eat something later," Mo Xiao Yan said with a smile.

"Do you want more water? "I'll go get you another bowl of water. Drink a few more mouthfuls, and mother will make the rice later."

"En, let's drink some more." He was still rather thirsty and felt embarrassed to say that he hadn't had enough to drink. Since he had already said so, he wouldn't be polite anymore. After Mo Xiao Yan finished drinking the water, he slept for a while before Lee's woke him up.

When he woke up, he saw that Lee's was holding a bowl of steaming hot porridge in his hands, "Xiao Yan, get up and drink some porridge first.

To tell the truth, he was thirsty and hungry when he woke up, but now he felt even hungrier when he saw what he had to eat. He actually didn't like to eat rice porridge, not to mention this was brown rice porridge. Were the porridge cooked by the ancient people so sparse? Half a bowl of soup, and the bowl is missing a hole! What if he accidentally cut his mouth open? He was even poorer than he imagined. However, there was nothing to be picky about right now. Having a bowl of porridge to drink should already be considered not bad.

"Mom will feed you, right?" Seeing that Mo Xiao Yan had no intention to get up, the Lee's thought that she was uncomfortable and decided to feed her.

Mo Xiao Yan hurriedly propped himself up and said, "Mother, I can eat by myself, there's no need to feed me." He was already in his twenties, how could he have the nerve to let others feed him, even though his body was still that of a child. Mo Xiao Yan had started to cook since he was in the fifth grade. His parents were usually quite busy with work, and in order to relieve their burdens, they would learn to cook every day after school.