Chapter 1858

Chu Yunyao and Bao'er stood in the yard, watching the peach blossoms falling from the trees like pink snow, like a rain of flowers.

Bao'er sighed: "The days go by so fast. The peach blossoms bloom year after year, and they are already flourishing. It's really beautiful. I still remember when Miss and I first came to the Marshal's Mansion, the whole backyard was quite dilapidated." , How can there be any flowers and grass.

Now the whole backyard is filled with all kinds of flowers and trees, colorful all year round..."

Bao'er turned her head and looked at Chu Yunyao: "The ancient custom handed down from generation to generation is that married aunts are absolutely not allowed to celebrate the New Year at home, let alone have children.

When I was young, I worked in the richest family on the street. My master’s sister was divorced and had nowhere to go. I could only go to my brother, and the wife who ran the house scolded me in front of us servants. Bloody head.

It would be nice to live here on weekdays, why stay here during the Chinese New Year, it will take away the good luck of the family, and force people to live in the cowshed, and let them in after the Chinese New Year.

If a child is born at home, the owner will be surrounded by bad luck, and it is rumored that there will be a bloody disaster..."

Chu Yunyao: "..."

People's minds are ignorant, which cannot be cured, there is no way.

Chu Yunyao said: "Anyway, everything has happened in this mansion, so let's do it. No matter how bad it is, it can't be too bad. What's more, I don't believe in these things at all."

Bao'er suddenly said: "Miss, you are so kind!"

Chu Yunyao couldn't help joking: "Is Miss Ben better, or Mr. Yun better?"

Boa: "..."

Bao'er blushed, and gave Chu Yunyao a sideways glance: "Young Master Yun is Miss, and Miss is Young Master Yun. I've woken up a long time ago, so why should Miss mention it again?"

Chu Yunyao exaggeratedly exclaimed: "Oh, it's terrible. After all, it's different when a woman is married. In the past, she kept calling someone Mr. Yun, but now Mr. Yun is not worthy of being mentioned."

Boa: "..."

Bao'er made a gesture to hit Chu Yunyao, but Chu Yunyao dodged it with a smile.

The cry of the child came from the room, Chu Yunyao and Bao'er hurried to the bedroom.

Mo Lingwei had already sat up, holding the baby who was flushed from crying, frantically coaxing her, not knowing what to do.

Bao'er stepped forward quickly, took the child, and reached out to touch the inside of the blanket: "It's not wet, it's probably hungry, I'll take her to the nurse."

Mo Lingwei reluctantly watched Bao'er leave with her daughter in her arms.

Chu Yunyao lifted the quilt to inspect Mo Lingwei's wound, and felt relieved when she saw that the incision hadn't been pulled away.

"Ling Wei, have you decided on the child's name?" Chu Yunyao took out the hypnosis tool.

"Memories." Mo Lingwei said.

Chu Yunyao: "..."

Remember each other.

Remember each other.

Long-term lovesickness is long-term lovesickness, short-term lovesickness is endless.

If I knew it was such a stumbling block, why didn't I know each other at the beginning.

Could it be that Chu Yunyao still can't forget Feng Shaojin?

Then should she decide on her own and erase Feng Shaojin from her memory?

Seeing the unpredictable expression on Chu Yunyao's face, Mo Lingyuan said again: "Mo Xiangyi."

Chu Yunyao: "..."

Mo Xiangyi, Mo Xiangyi.

It's a good name.

She thought about it and asked, "If you could forget someone, would you be willing?"

Mo Lingwei was transparent: "Is sister-in-law trying to make me forget Feng Shaojin and Jinlan?"

"Do you want to?"

"willing."

"Forget about Feng Shaojin, forget about Jinlan, from now on, Xiangyi has become my child, you live without worries, survive this period of time, and slowly get better, how about it?" Chu Yun Afraid that she would not agree, Yao held her thin hand with protruding veins and said, "I'll tell you the truth when you recover and want to remember."