Substitute for the little ancestor

"Grandpa said he wanted to see us."

Aunt Chen is cleaning up the dishes.

Ruan Tong just came out of the bathroom.

The footsteps remained the same, Ruan Tong didn't think about it: "When?"

"Probably just these two days."

Ruan Tong snorted, and was wrapping a dry hair cap in his hand.

The hair dryer was placed in the kitchen cabinet, and Si Chenmo plugged it in naturally: "Come here."

He gently blows Ruan Tong's hair.

"Do I need to prepare anything to go there?"

Like a passport.

Ruan Tong has never been abroad, so she doesn't know much about these things.

"I'll take care of everything."

"Ah."

From the corner of the eye, there is a fluffy nest of meat balls.

Subconsciously thinking of the kitten he met on the side of the road at night, Ruan Tong felt pity.

"Why would someone keep a cat and abandon it."

Ruan Tong's voice was a little low, covered by the hair dryer.

Si Chenmo didn't hear it, but saw Ruan Tong sigh.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, I just lament that it would be great if there were no little wandering lives in this world."

On the night when the lights are blooming, some people are as sweet as glue, and some people can't sleep.

Hui Yingzi licked her dry lips, as if she was a little angry.

There was a crack at the corner of the mouth, and it felt like a sharp pain when licked.

Liu Fenglan stood outside the door with the porridge and knocked on the door: "Honey, mom made porridge for you, get up and drink some."

There were some leaves for dinner, this bowl of porridge was specially cooked by Liu Fenglan.

"it is good."

Huiyingzi responded lightly.

The light penetrating through the crack of the door became brighter and brighter, Hui Yingzi glanced outside the door.

Liu Fenglan put the porridge on the table and touched the teapot: "Why is the water in it still full?"

Hui Yingzi lowered her head: "I'm not thirsty."

Liu Fenglan looked at Hui Yingzi, with scabbed blood on her lips.

A little helpless, but also very sorry.

"You remember to drink this bowl of porridge, and mom won't bother you."

Before leaving, he said again: "By the way, someone will come to deliver things tomorrow. Mom made them for you. You can take a good look at them at home."

After speaking, he left.

Huiyingzi didn't guess, she figured out what Liu Fenglan had prepared for her.

But she really tried her best.

Even the diary from childhood, Hui Yingzi read it over and over again, but couldn't remember anything.

Trying hard to think about it hurts like my brain is about to burst.

Holding the mobile phone in her hand, in the endless night, the only person she could think of was Li Juexiu.

When the phone call was made, Hui Yingzi was nervous.

She wasn't sure if Li Juexiu would answer the call.

And because it was very late, after the bell rang twice, Hui Yingzi felt that something was wrong, and the phone was connected when he was about to hang up.

In an instant, Hui Yingzi's heartbeat was extremely tense.

The room was very quiet, she was sitting on the bed holding the phone tightly with one hand, and clutching the bed quilt with the fingers of the other hand, her white fingertips clearly set off her nervousness.

"You, haven't you rested yet?"

Hui Yingzi asked in a low voice, with a light voice.

The other party just hummed briefly.

Hui Yingzi couldn't see the expression on the man's face through the screen.

"It's late."

The man's voice was deep.

Hui Yingzi swallowed.

Afraid that he would disturb Li Juexiu, and that he would be unhappy, Hui Yingzi blurted out the next sentence: "It's late, I'm sorry, I, I'm resting."

She stumbled and couldn't express herself clearly.

She thought the man would hang up the phone first, but she didn't expect that she heard Li Juexiu smiled briskly.

Whether it is joyful, Hui Yingzi doesn't know.

She asked quietly: "What's wrong?"

Like a little rabbit, caring and cautious.

"It's nothing."

The man's tone is relaxed.

The sound of a lighter being pressed came from the phone: "How are you recovering these days, do you have any memory of the past?"

Li Juexiu raised his eyes and looked out of the window, his deep eyes were somewhat empty.

"It's still the same, but the injury heals quickly, and it may take some time for my memory to recover."

Huiyingzi's feet drooped by the bed, she faced the window and looked out the window.

She said: "The moon tonight is quite round."

Li Juexiu's eyes fluttered slightly.

The two were silent, but the pictures overlapped tacitly.

"By the way, I still don't know, what were you busy with a while ago?"

Thinking about the time when Li Juexiu left Beijing, Hui Yingzi felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Even though she couldn't see him in the capital, as long as Li Juexiu was in the same city as her, Hui Yingzi would feel at ease.

However, Li Juexiu didn't want to answer this question.

It is inevitable to feel awkward after a long period of silence.

Hui Yingzi laughed twice and chatted about other things: "When I get better, I will also find a great job. I run around like you and travel all day. This sounds very cool."

"Will do."

Li Juexiu responded softly.

The cigarette in my hand burned to the root and was about to go out.

Li Juexiu flicked the ash and threw it into the trash can.

"It's getting late, you should rest."

Hui Yingzi held the phone, even though the phone had been hung up.

But she thought over and over again the conversation she had with Li Juexiu just now.

Thinking that her brain started to hurt again, she lay down comfortably and fell asleep.

Upon waking, the face feels tired.

Touching the corner of her upturned mouth, Huiyingzi buried her head and gave a chuckle.

Sure enough, the prerequisite for having a good dream is to fall asleep with satisfaction in your heart.

Stretching my legs and feet is much more convenient than the previous two days.

Downstairs Liu Fenglan was busy in the kitchen.

Hui Yingzi called out: "Mom."

Liu Fenglan was slightly taken aback.

This seemed to be the first time Hui Yingzi called her so kindly and without alienation after losing her memory.

It seems that Hui Yingzi from before is back.

Liu Fenglan's eyes were moist, she turned around slightly: "Mom is cooking for you, it will be ready soon."

In the second half of the sentence, Hui Yingzi choked up when she heard Liu Fenglan's voice.

As soon as the rice was cooked, Liu Fenglan couldn't wait to put the food on the table.

Looking at Hui Yingzi who was sitting on a stool waiting for dinner, his thoughts drifted back to the past without knowing it.

When Hui Yingzi was still in school when she was a child, she sat at the dining table so early and waited for dinner.

Liu Fenglan wiped her tears with her hand: "Come on, try this braised pork, it was your favorite food when you were young."

Hui Yingzi nodded.

The dishes are delicious and the meat is not greasy.

Very fragrant, but not impressive.

When she was almost full, Hui Yingzi asked her: "Mom, are you going out again this afternoon?"

Liu Fenglan held Hui Yingzi's food, raised her head and asked, "What's wrong, daughter?"

"Nothing, just ask."

Liu Fenglan sighed: "Daughter, don't blame your mother for spending so little time with you. This company was established by your father and I."

"You also know that your father has sequelae."

Speaking of this, Liu Fenglan paused.

That's right, Hui Yingzi doesn't remember anything.

She continued: "Anyway, now mom is going to take care of the entire company's business."