Feng Yichen quickly explained: "This is Xiu'er, Xiu'er, my brother has lost his memory and can't remember the past."
Xiu'er let go of Feng Shaojin, and quickly adjusted his mood: "As long as my uncle lives well, it doesn't matter if I want to miss Xiu'er or not."
After experiencing too many life and death, these words came from a child's mouth, Feng Yichen's eyes suddenly got wet, and he was warmly moved.
He was full of relief: This child really didn't hurt in vain!
Back then Feng Shaojin treated Xiu'er like her own child, and took time out of her busy schedule to be with Xiu'er, which made Feng's parents extremely dissatisfied.
Unexpectedly, now that time has passed, those who weighed the pros and cons lost their lives in the flames of war, leaving this young child alone who still remembers his brother's kindness.
At that time, Xiu'er was not yet three years old.
Feng Shaojin stared at Xiu'er's face that was almost identical to Mo Lingyuan's, and felt that Mo Lingyuan's son was much cuter compared to Lao Tzu's son who would fight at the slightest disagreement.
He held Xiu'er's hand and walked in: "So you are Xiu'er. I heard that I loved you very much and thought you were my own child."
Feng Yichen: "..."
Mo Lingyuan turned his head, and cast a cold glance at Feng Shaojin, his eyes were full of warning.
Feng Yichen had no choice but to: "Brother, when you speak, please pass your brain, please?"
Mo Lingyuan is offended, what good fruit can you get?
Xiu'er's eyes flickered, "Uncle's biological child is not me."
Mo Lingyuan: "..."
Afraid that Xiu'er might miss something, Mo Lingyuan said, "Xiu'er, this is a grudge from the previous generation, you go to the study to read, and don't get involved in this matter."
Xiu'er bowed to the elder, then gave Feng Shaojin a self-seeking look, and went upstairs to the study.
My uncle lost his memory, and seemed to be a little more stupid than before, and he dared to stand up in front of his father.
You can't get my aunt like this.
The four sat down at the round table in the hall, and the fourth aunt brought fruit refreshments and placed them on the table. Mo Lingyuan said, "Call Ling Wei over, and let her make a break today."
The fourth aunt went to the restaurant to call Ling Wei.
Feng Yichen carefully looked at Chu Yunyao, seeing that she was still the same as in his memory, restraining the surging joy in his heart, he asked, "Mrs. Mo, does Ling Wei's memory loss have anything to do with you?"
Chu Yunyao nodded and admitted: "Yes."
Feng Shaojin became angry: "Why do you want to erase her memory, so that she can't remember me on purpose?"
Chu Yunyao rolled her eyes at Feng Shaojin: "If I don't erase her memory, she might die in her own self-attack and guilt towards you, and wait until you see her now? "
Feng Yichen: "..."
Feng Shaojin: "But she always remembers me in the past, and refuses to accept me in the present. Since the person she remembers in her heart is me, can you restore her memory and remind her of the past?"
Chu Yunyao narrowed her eyes with a smile: "Of course I can help her recover her memory..."
Feng Shaojin was overjoyed.
Chu Yunyao changed the subject: "But why should I help her restore her memory and remember the past? You don't even remember the past, why let her remember the past?
Feng Shaojin, don't think that if you lose your memory, everything in the past can be wiped out.
How annoying you used to be, you forgot me but I didn't forget, if it weren't for you, none of this would have happened, and Ling Wei wouldn't have fallen to that point.
Although it was you who saved her at the last moment, you were responsible for all that. She can forgive you, but it doesn't mean that Ling Yuan and I will forgive you. "
Feng Shaojin: "..."
Mo Lingyuan's young wife is really not easy to get along with!