The little stepmother is poor and crazy, and the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper

The two of them pushed the door open and went out almost simultaneously.

"what happened?"

Feng's mother looked panicked, and her words were unclear, "Sir and Madam, you'd better go and take a look."

Before Feng Ma finished speaking, Fang Qingqing and Yun Yan had already walked towards Yun Sheng's room with long legs.

Yun Sheng was lying on the desk with his back to them, writing furiously, while Butler Liu stood beside him, anxious.

Seeing Fang Qingqing and Yun Yan, it was like seeing a savior.

"Mr. and Madam, look at the young master. He didn't say anything as soon as he woke up. He just stood up and lay here and started drawing. He refused to say anything when asked, and just kept drawing. painting……"

Butler Liu almost cried.

I had already been frightened by the state of Xiao Yunsheng when he came back in the afternoon. Now seeing the crazy and demonic look of the young master, his legs and feet were weak with worry.

The two stepped forward and saw clearly what Yun Sheng was busy with.

With a piece of white paper and a pencil, the little guy drew something on it with a sullen face and his hands very quickly.

There was a sense of urgency, as if what he wanted to paint would disappear if it was just a second later.

"Young Master..."

Feng's mother came in behind and was so distressed that she cried when she saw this scene.

Fang Qingqing shook her head at her, and then she and Yun Yan stood aside quietly, watching him paint.

After a while, a sketch of a human face appeared on the paper.

"Young master, here you are, painting your wife?" Butler Liu saw the portrait on it and didn't quite understand. Why did the young master want to draw his wife?

Fang Qingqing and Yun Yan also didn't quite understand.

Fang Qingqing hugged him distressedly.

It seemed that the child had not recovered from the grief during the day, so he comforted her softly: "Good baby, I'm here, it's okay, we are all here."

Yun Yan put a hand on the child's little head, his emotions hidden.

Xiao Yunsheng turned his head slowly, glanced at Fang Qingqing, then at the painting he had just drawn, and said in a hoarse voice:

"It's mom."

Although Fang Qingqing was confused, she still followed his words and said, "Yes, I'm here."

Stroking the child's arm, trying to make him feel everything in reality.

Xiao Yunsheng shook his head firmly.

"It's mom, not stepmother."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the room was shocked.

What does it mean?

Fang Qingqing glanced at Yun Yan in disbelief, and both of them saw doubts in each other's eyes.

"Have you met Yun Sheng's biological mother?" Fang Qingqing asked.

Yun Yan shook his head, "No!"

Some things are like clearing the clouds at this moment.

Fang Qingqing pointed at herself and asked Yun Sheng: "Shengsheng, please see clearly. I am the stepmother, and this is the mother you remember just now, right?"

Yun Sheng nodded heavily, pointed at the painting and repeated: "Well, this is mother, and this is stepmother."

The surprise in Yun Yan's eyes could no longer be suppressed.

When Xiao Yunsheng saw Fang Qingqing, something felt wrong. He looked at her intently for a long time and asked him as if begging:

"Can I let her be my mother?"

However, when he asked why, he refused to say more.

Children's minds are sensitive and fragile.

At that time, Yun Sheng was diagnosed with acquired autism. It was also the two years since he had raised Yun Sheng. It was the first time he begged him with such eyes and such tone.

He thought that children of this age always need maternal love.

So they arranged for someone to investigate Fang Qingqing, and that's what happened later.

He never expected that the reason hidden deep in the child's heart was actually this - he felt that Fang Qingqing was similar to the mother in his memory!

The two people who already knew that Fang Qingqing might have a twin sister in this world could not recover from the shock for a long time.

This world is so wonderful.

"Maybe I should do a DNA test with Yun Sheng?" Fang Qingqing calmed down and turned to ask Yun Yan.

"If necessary, I will arrange it."

Yun Yan was also very excited. If Fang Qingqing and Yun Sheng were really related, how could it not be a gift from God to Yun Sheng?

Maybe it's also a good thing for Fang Qingqing.

Butler Liu and Ma Feng had already turned to stone. No wonder the young master insisted on Fang Qingqing being his mother. It turned out that they were bound by blood and family ties.

At this moment, everyone was very excited.

It is said that people will forget memories before the age of three, but those engraved deep in the blood will quietly resurface after experiencing major trauma and deep hypnosis.

All of this is very consistent with Yun Sheng's current state.

Yun Sheng obviously hadn't fully recovered yet, and he was in a state of despair.

Fang Qingqing and Yun Yan sat aside, chatted with him for a long time, took care of him, ate, and coaxed him to sleep before leaving peacefully.

Before leaving, Yun Yan took Xiao Yunsheng's hair and Fang Qingqing's hair and put them into a bag, and asked someone to take them for testing overnight.

After exiting the child's room, Fang Qingqing's eyes were shining with stars. She hugged Yun Yan's neck excitedly and looked up at him:

"Yun Yan, my intuition is that there must be a blood relationship between Fang Qingqing and Yun Sheng!"

I was convinced, but I didn't tell Yun Sheng because I was afraid that if it wasn't the case, I would disappoint the child and cause further harm.

Yun Yan held her waist with one hand, and his mood recovered from the tension and depression just now, and he joked:

"Fang Qingqing and Yun Sheng? Aren't they you?"

Hearing this, Fang Qingqing's smile narrowed slightly. She looked seriously into Yun Yan's eyes and said, "This is the second thing I plan to confess to you, Yun Yan."

Yun Yan was even confused.

I vaguely remember that Fang Qingqing said before: "If I am still alive in ten days, I will tell you everything."

"Go back to the house and talk."

The two of them were still standing in the corridor.

Yun Yan intuitively told him that what Fang Qingqing was going to say next was even more unbelievable than the fact that Yun Sheng and she were related by blood.

Holding her hand, the two turned and returned to the room.

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