Becoming the Richest by Farming

"Is it because you can't drink?"

Si Lu laughed softly when he heard this: "I can still remember when you were drunk, Wan Wan, that was when you were the cutest."

When it comes to being drunk, Ying Wan was not embarrassed, but her expression was a little serious: "Well, I will lose relevant memories when I am drunk, which is a terrible thing, so I can't drink anymore."

For a scientific researcher, blackouts are absolutely terrible.

It's okay at ordinary times, but once some relevant data is forgotten, it is fatal.

Besides, her memory is so good that she can't be sure whether drinking will bring harm to herself.

Superior memory has disadvantages, but it is also her weapon, and she has gotten used to it.

"Sit down."

Si Lu waved at her. Ying Wan's mind was spinning rapidly, and she was still thinking about Dahei. Hearing this, she shook her head: "Wait for me for a while, I need to recalculate some data."

Si Lu: "..."

He could only watch Ying Wan enter the room in front of him and take out a bunch of things, from notebooks to some measuring instruments. Although they were not as good as those in the laboratory, they were obviously enough for her.

She started to work. Si Lu sat on the sofa and couldn't help laughing at her calm and busy appearance.

Ying Wan said: "What are you laughing at?"

When she was busy, she could do many things at the same time, so she didn't delay talking to Si Lu and was not afraid of being disturbed.

Si Lu said: "No, you are cute even like this."

Ying Wan: "... Yeah."

Si Lu lay down and put his hands behind his head. His deep eyes kept staring at Ying Wan, and suddenly said: "Do you remember the portrait of my mother you saw in my house today?"

Ying Wan: "Yeah, I remember."

Of course she remembered it very clearly, and even now she can recall the teardrop mole at the corner of the woman's eye.

It was shining and really as beautiful as the world.

"Perhaps you also know that when I was very young, to be exact, when I was one year and one month old, she died in a plane crash on the way to France. I was staying at my grandmother's house at the time. She went alone to celebrate my father's birthday, in order to give my father a surprise."

There was not much emotion in these words coming out of his mouth. He seemed to be recalling the past, but there was only a faint sense of loss.

The surprise was not given, but turned into bad news.

"I actually didn't know these things. My father told me himself when I grew up. He said that he didn't want to hide anything from me. I know it has nothing to do with him. No one knows that these things will happen. Until now, every year on my mother's birthday, he will go to the cemetery alone."

Ying Wan's movements paused, which was a sign that she was listening to Si Lu's words.

"Maybe it's because I haven't seen my mother since I was a child, when I think of these things, I just feel like they are other people's stories. My grandma and grandpa couldn't bear the blow either, and they died shortly after my mother died, all because of poor health."

"I heard a lot about my mother from other people. They said she was a very proud woman, never willing to suffer any loss, and never suffered any loss, and was well protected by my father."

It was a match made in heaven, and they were too happy. Maybe God couldn't bear it.

So he took away Si Lu's mother's life.