Chapter 2 Amnesia
Once through the black eyes.

Lin Chuqian was stunned for a long time, but she couldn't calm down her heart.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Her silence obviously aroused the idea of ​​the original owner's son, he wrinkled his face and asked timidly: "Mother, is there something wrong with you?"

The old lady is not feeling well anywhere.

Lin Chuqian opened her mouth and forced a smile, not knowing how to explain her complicated mood to him.

Luckily, her stomach was in good shape.

With a soft 'goo', the embarrassment was successfully broken.

she laughed. "Then what, son, mother, I'm a little hungry now."

The original owner's son, Sheng'er, had a hard look on his face, and told her a not-so-good reality. "Mom, but no one delivered food today!"

Food delivery?

These two words are interesting.

Could it be that the original owner is still a servant?

But the fact that the house was dilapidated made her very suspicious!
Lin Chuqian rolled her eyes, tried her best to ignore her rumbling stomach, and began to plan in her mind to fool the ignorant child who loved her mother so much.

"Then what?" Lin Chuqian coughed lightly, frowning in front of him, pretending to have a headache. "Hiss—my son, I suddenly feel a headache for my mother!"

"Mother, what's the matter with you?" Sheng'er suddenly became nervous, and nervously held her hand. "Are you sick again?"

"Alas. Oops."

Lin Chuqian pretended to ouch a few times, then closed her eyes and pretended to doze off in pain for a while, while Sheng'er hurriedly greeted her with concern.

Finally, when it was almost ready, she opened her eyes suddenly, raised her head in a daze and asked, "Little friend, who are you? Why are you crying?"

"." Sheng'er's eyes widened, apparently unable to accept her sudden amnesia of disagreement.

The two stared at each other.

After a while, he bit his lip, too scared to cry. "I'm Sheng'er, mother, I'm Sheng'er."

"Sheng'er?" Lin Chuqian bit the bullet and continued her performance.

You can't do it without acting.

Others travel without a script, so there is a system or something.

And she!

Except for the half-sized carrot head in front of me, there is nothing.

She is also hard.

She pretended to look around blankly, and asked suspiciously, "Where am I? Why do you call me mother? Are you my own?"

"Mother, don't scare me." Sheng'er's face was pale, with only a pair of red eyes staring straight at her. "This is the He Mansion. I'm Sheng'er, the only child of my mother. Mother, you were fine just now, why did you suddenly die?"

Sheng'er burst into tears at the end, while Lin Chuqian breathed a sigh of relief.

so far so good.

She currently has only one biological son.

"Hey, don't cry." Lin Chuqian comforted him with her arms around him. "I just suddenly felt that my mind went blank and I didn't remember anything. Why are you crying, I'm not dead."

"Mother doesn't remember anything?" Sheng'er raised her head twitching.

The sight of snot and tears made Lin Chuqian a little disgusted, but she still raised her sleeves to wipe his face. "You child, how can you cry so much? As a boy, you are crying and crying. You are so useless."

Sheng'er heard that she hurriedly suppressed her tears, her eyes were full of tears, and the appearance of not daring to cry looked even more pitiful.

Lin Chuqian, who was overflowing with maternal love, sighed softly, touched his face and said, "Sheng'er, why don't you tell me about my mother's past, maybe once you tell me, I may not remember it."

After Sheng'er calmed down, he poured out everything he knew with anticipation.

Lin Chuqian listened with a smile, and answered a few words from time to time, with a serious and dignified expression.

Hidden merits and rewards.

The heroine in the time-travel novel does not deceive me.

This routine of amnesia really works.

(End of this chapter)

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