Qinghe Pastoral

When Ji Ruixiu and his group arrived at Lin Mu's house, they happened to run into Lin Sheng who was going out. Because Bai Junyan was a stranger, Lin Sheng noticed him at a glance.With just one glance, Lin Sheng froze in place. Through this face, he seemed to see Lin Mu in his thirties.

"Ruixiu, this is?"

"Let's go in and talk."

Lin Sheng took them into the house unrealistically, and saw Lin Mu teasing Lin Chen in the courtyard from a distance.

Bai Junyan looked at the young man who lowered his head in the distance, and his heart beat wildly. It was only a short distance away, but outsiders could not understand his state of mind at the moment. He was excited but scared.

"Mu'er."

The young man raised his head because of Ji Ruixiu's call, and he still had a smile on his face, like the most brilliant cross-flower in spring, so fascinating that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

Looking at this face, Bai Junyan no longer had any doubts in his heart. These eyes were exactly the same as his own sister's, but the rest of them looked like a copy of him. Besides his Chen'er, who else could it be?

"Master, woo woo, master."

Before Bai Junyan could move, the young man next to him ran over, knelt down beside Lin Mu, and cried while calling the young master.

Lin Mu was confused by the scene in front of him. He looked at Ji Ruixiu and the others strangely. He didn't pay attention just now, but now he noticed the middle-aged man in white, staring straight at him.

The eyebrows, the nose, the lips, and even the corners of the face, if those peach blossom eyes were replaced by his, wouldn't it be a replica of him, and looking at the crying young man kneeling in front of him, a guess gradually emerged. his heart.

Bai Junyan approached slowly, and his heart trembled every time he took a step. For seven years, he wandered around, just because he thought he was alone, with no relatives and no home.

"Chen'er."

Lin Mu looked at the man standing in front of him, and when he heard Chen'er, his heart trembled and he almost shed tears.

"Sorry, I can't remember the past."

Lin Mu was a little at a loss when he said this. As he grew older, he became more and more confused about his life experience, especially since he learned of Bai Junyan's existence last year.

"It's okay, as long as uncle finds you."

Bai Junyan hugged Lin Mu in his arms. He was a majestic man. He had been on the battlefield and was close to death, but now he was crying.

He remembered that when he came back from the battlefield that year, he went to find his sister excitedly, but was told that her sister died of dystocia, and even his eldest nephew was reduced to ashes due to the fire.

He was disheartened and lived with wine for three months. After that, he wandered around without a fixed place.At this moment, he is hugging his eldest nephew. His eldest nephew is not dead, but is living and growing up well.

After the two of them calmed down, Ji Ruixiu stepped forward, looked at Lin Mu with red eyes, and couldn't help but pat him.

At this moment, Xu Xiuqin, who was seeing everything in the corridor, stepped forward and said, "Let's go into the room and talk." Although Xu Xiuqin's tone was flat, Lin Mu still noticed the tears in her eyes.

When the group entered the room, Bai Junyan was still agitated, holding Lin Mu's hand firmly, as if he would fly away if he let go.

"Master, it's Dabao who didn't take good care of you, that's why he lost you, woohoo, it's all Dabao's fault."

"Maybe it's wrong for me to speak like this, but Mu'er has lost her memory. Although you two look alike,..."

Although Xu Xiuqin didn't finish her sentence, everyone present understood what it meant.For so many years, apart from Ji Ruixiu who appeared in Lin Mu's life last year, no one loved Lin Mu more than Xu Xiuqin. Her doubts and worries were nothing more than a mother's love.

"There is a crescent moon mark on Chen'er's waist."

Lin Sheng and his wife looked at each other, and they already had the answer in their hearts. Bai Junyan's words were enough to prove that Lin Mu was the Chen'er he was talking about.The appearance can be similar, but no one knows Lin Mu's birthmark except Lin Sheng, Ji Ruixiu and Liu Tang.

"Who am I, and where did I come from?"

Lin Mu's eager questioning seemed to have stabbed the wound in Bai Junyan's heart. Those unbearable past events appeared one after another, and he spoke slowly, talking about those past events that Lin Mu had forgotten or even understood at his age.