Military marriage, the last big man married the soldier king, the stronger the stronger

Bag?

Jiang Chuanjun looked at the bag several times, but didn't feel anything special. "What's so special about this bag? I don't have any impression of it."

The headache gradually dissipated and he finally returned to normal.

Jiang Yan was thoughtful. That is to say, the photos had a certain influence on his memory and might remind him of some past events, but the objects he had touched had no effect on his memory.

That's it.

Would it be better if his family members were by his side?

"elder brother……"

Jiang Yan had just started to speak when Jiang Chuanjun interrupted her.

"I can't remember anything and I don't know who you are."

"Then what do you want me to call you? Jiang Chuanjun or Li Sanjin?"

Jiang Chuanjun looked confused. Of course, he hoped that he was Jiang Chuanjun, but he could not guarantee that what Jiang Yan said was true. In the eyes of the neighbors around him, he was Li Sanjin.

But he knew clearly that he was not Li Sanjin.

"I do not know."

He was so confused. He lived like a walking corpse in the past few years. He tried many ways to cure his amnesia, but he had no money and could not afford to see a doctor. He tried many remedies for hemiplegia but to no avail.

"You may not be able to accept it now, but it is true. There is no need for me to lie to you. There is nothing about you that is worth my lying."

I don't know what nerve these words touched in Jiang Chuanjun, and his expression suddenly became painful again.

Something, what is it? What is it?

This time the headache was beyond his tolerance and he wanted to bang his head against the wall.

He trembled as he took out a bottle from his arms, unscrewed the bottle, poured out two pills, and swallowed them directly.

It took a while for Jiang Chuanjun to return to normal.

His headaches became more and more frequent, each one more severe than the last. If this continued, he was really afraid that he would not be able to remember it until he died.

No, he can't die.

Jiang Chuanjun pointed at the people in the photo and asked weakly, "You said they are my family?"

Jiang Yan nodded, her eyes full of heartache. She couldn't believe how Jiang Chuanjun had survived all these years. He must be hiding some secret that made him like a frightened bird, not trusting anyone and trying hard to remember the past.

"Can you get them to come?"

"Do you believe me?" This surprised Jiang Yan.

Jiang Chuanjun shook his head. "I don't believe you. I believe in my feelings. I want to meet them."

If he was really Jiang Chuanjun, he would definitely have a different feeling after seeing his relatives. Just like the woman in front of him, she gave him a very close feeling, as if they had known each other for a long time.

"Okay, I'll make the arrangements." She pleaded, "I hope you can stay here before you meet them. Don't leave, okay? Grandpa and grandma are old, and grandma is sick. They can't bear the gap after a big surprise. If you are gone, I'm afraid they can't bear it."

Jiang Chuanjun simply said, “I have nowhere to go.”

It's sad and upsetting to hear.

"Okay, what do you do now?"

Jiang Chuanjun shook his head. "I don't have a job. I used to have one, but when I got sick...so now I don't have a formal job. I live on manual labor found by the street."

He was not living well and was in financial difficulty.

Jiang Yan felt uncomfortable and took out a handful of change and bills.

Although she was very happy to see Jiang Chuanjun, Jiang Yan still had her rationality. It would be inappropriate for her to take out a large sum of money at this moment. Change would be best.

"You take it." It's not like he couldn't eat.

"You are my brother, definitely my cousin, I can't watch you suffer. Consider this money as a loan from me, and you can pay me back if I admit my mistake."

Jiang Yan didn't want to stay in the house any longer. She felt suffocated here.

Jiang Yan walked to the door and stopped again, "Don't forget what we agreed to do. Don't disappear, otherwise, I will never forgive you in my life."

Jiang Yan and Si Lu had been gone for a long time before Jiang Chuanjun picked up the photos scattered on the kang. He looked at them over and over again for a long time and felt as if his empty heart had been filled with something, which made him feel warm.

On the way back, Jiang Yan remained silent.

Of course she was very happy that Jiang Chuanjun was not dead, but she did not expect that he would become like this.

Something big must have happened in the north that year.

It was too cold on the road, so Si Lu pedaled hard and finally got home after half an hour.

Everyone in the house, young and old, had gone to bed, but I left the lights on and had food for them.

Jiang Yan had no appetite, so she went straight upstairs, changed her clothes, washed up in the space, and dried her hair before leaving the space and getting into bed.

Si Lu also finished washing up, came up with a basin and wiped his hair.

"You took a shower downstairs? Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?" Jiang Yan pulled him into the space and dried Si Lu's hair with a hair dryer before the two reappeared in the space.

"You should be happy that you found your big brother today."

Jiang Yan could only keep calm and pretend to be omnipotent in front of Si Lu. She hugged Si Lu's strong waist and rarely showed any sign of being upset.

"I should be happy, but I can't be happy when I see the pain he suffers! Look at where my cousin lives, and then look at what he wears and uses. Nothing is acceptable."

He is a hero! Even if he didn't become a martyr, he shouldn't be treated like this.

"Take your time. Call your uncle tomorrow. Once your cousin accepts your treatment, he will get better soon."

"Ah."

Jiang Yan sighed helplessly, "Tell me, how should I tell my family?"

She was a little embarrassed. If she allowed Jiang Chao to come alone, she would just tell him directly that her uncle was a seasoned warrior. Extreme joy and sorrow might have some impact on him, but he would be able to adjust quickly.

But it’s not necessarily the case for others, especially Weng Shuxu. I’m afraid her body can’t withstand it now.

"How about this? Let's talk to uncle first, tell him and aunt about this privately, and then ask them to bring them here in the name of checking grandma's health. It's just right, let's do a detailed checkup on grandma first. You haven't seen her for a long time, so you can check her physical condition in person and make sure her physical condition allows it. Then we can tell them about my cousin, right?"

"Hey, this is a good idea." Jiang Yan stood up and smacked Si Lu on the face. "Your idea is good. Let's do it. Go to sleep."

Si Lu had no choice but to turn off the lights and hug his wife to rest.

The next morning, the two of them left early on purpose so that there was no one in the office, making it convenient for Jiang Yan to make the call.

After a while, the call was connected, and Li Yuejin's voice rang in my ears, "Hello, who is this?"

Jiang Yan took a deep breath and suppressed her excitement, "Auntie, it's me. Is uncle home?"