daddy, this is my dad

Seeing his son, Mizilan asked, "Yiqing, have your two friends left? Why don't you stay a little longer?"

"They left first if they had something to do." Wang Yiqing asked again: "Mom, tell me, have I lost my memory? Why does someone say they know me, but I don't know him at all?"

Mizilan said calmly to him, "Really? But you remember everyone I know! Who else don't you remember? I remember that you have very few friends, and I don't know Who did you forget, why don't you go to the hospital to have a look?"

"No need, mom, I just forgot one person, mom, keep busy, I'll go upstairs first."

Mizilan watched her son walk away with a sad expression on her face. She didn't want to tell her son that he had forgotten the most important person in his life. She was afraid that telling him would only make him sad. Her husband was determined. If you want your son to marry a woman, what can you say, it will only increase your sorrow!

For the sake of Xia Yunyou, on the one hand, he wanted to ascertain whether Cheng Ziyuan's physique was harmful to his body, so Yi Zhenxiang funded and set up a research laboratory in his own hospital in his own name. Cheng Ziyuan's special physique, let's see if the reason can be found, Fu Yan was also transferred to the research room, and they all wrote a letter of guarantee, promising not to disclose the relevant content.

However, of course, Yi Zhenxiang would not let those doctors conduct random research on Cheng Ziyuan. He just asked Fu Yan to give Cheng Ziyuan a B-ultrasound and draw a tube of blood. You can't just give your wife to them to study casually. In that case, you might have to kneel on the washboard when you go back, although you haven't kneeled before.

Several doctors finally sorted out and analyzed all the data after countless hardships, and Fu Yan told Yi Zhenxiang about the situation, so at noon, he called Yi Zhenxiang excitedly and said, "Second young master, I have already studied all the indicators of the young lady, should I send you the information or should you come to the hospital to get it?"

Yi Zhenxiang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect to research it in just over a month: "Uncle Fu, you don't need to send it over, just go home, Ziyuan and I can go back and have a look, this is not something to make public."

"Okay then, I'll wait for you at home, that's it, Second Young Master."

"En, good." Yi Zhenxiang hung up after finishing speaking.

Yi Zhenxiang came out of the office and went to Cheng Ziyuan's office next door to look for Cheng Ziyuan.

Seeing that he was still immersed in his work, Yi Zhenxiang said, "Ziyuan, just now Uncle Fu said that he can go and see the research results, so let's go home and have a look now?"

Hearing the voice, Cheng Ziyuan raised his head and said, "Okay, I'll sort out the materials and leave."

After returning home, he saw Fu Yan sitting in the living room. When he saw the two of them coming back, he got up and said, "Second Young Master, Young Madam."

"Uncle Fu!" The two yelled together, seeing Yi Tianyu sitting beside them, they yelled again: "Dad!"

"Well, you can talk with Fu Yan here! I won't sit here anymore." Yi Tianyu said, after all, the issues discussed are not suitable for him as an elder here, and it doesn't matter if Fu Yan is a doctor.

Seeing his father leave, Yi Zhenxiang hurriedly asked Fu Yan, "How is it? Uncle Fu, what's the result of the examination?"

Fu Yan looked at the two of them: "The results have come out. From the blood test, it is found that Mrs. Young's blood is different from that of ordinary people, and there is something like a pouch in his abdomen. I can be sure that is the place where life is conceived." ; But this is not the point, I want to ask the young lady, have you ever encountered any strange things, or eaten strange things before? Because the results show that your system is not born with it. "

The two couples looked at each other, Cheng Ziyuan frowned and tried to remember, then shook his head at Fu Yan.

Seeing him shaking his head, Fu Yan said anxiously, "Young Madam, is there really nothing special about it? Think about it again?"

Cheng Ziyuan wondered: "Uncle Fu, I really don't remember any strange things happened to me, why don't I think about it and tell you when I think about it?"

Fu Yan sighed: "That's the only way to go. If we really find a way, it will be a big change in our medical field! If this is the case, then I will leave first, and call me if you have anything to do."

"Okay, Uncle Fu, go slowly." The two got up and sent Fu Yan away, and then Cheng Ziyuan asked, "What are you going to do next? Do you want to go back to work in the company?"

"I don't want to go! Isn't there cooking in the kitchen? We'll just stay at home and wait for dinner later."

Cheng Ziyuan said helplessly: "Okay! It's fine if you don't go." He also felt that it was nothing. Anyway, if he didn't go for a day, the company would not go bankrupt. Yi Zhenxiang must have thought so.

After eating, the two went to the study to do their own things.The next day he went to work as usual, but one day in the middle of the night, Cheng Ziyuan had a strange dream, and then woke up, waking up Yi Zhenxiang.

Yi Zhenxiang was awakened by his cry, and asked, "Ziyuan, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Cheng Ziyuan shook his head, and said again: "I dreamed that I ate a strange fruit when I was a child, and I have never seen it before."

Yi Zhenxiang tried to ask: "I think about it every day, and I also have dreams. I wonder if it's something you experienced when you were young."

"I can't remember it normally, but my memory came back when I was dreaming?" Cheng Ziyuan thinks this is unlikely... right?well?It seems to be a bit vague impression:

"Ah! I seem to remember this incident. There is a tree in my hometown in the village. No one knows it, but I remember when I was very young, about five years old, right? I don't remember very clearly, that tree I only had one fruit, I don’t remember what it looked like, and I had a stomachache after eating it, and then my dad thought I was poisoned, so I didn’t know what medicine to drink, and then I was fine.”

"Hmm... I think it's necessary for us to go to your hometown." Yi Zhenxiang rubbed his chin and said.

"No way! Going to the village just for this matter?"

Yi Zhenxiang raised his eyebrows: "This is a very important matter, we must take it seriously!"

Cheng Ziyuan smiled and patted his head slyly: "Yes, listen to the commander's orders!"

Yi Zhenxiang looked at him dotingly, and said, "Okay, go to sleep! We'll discuss it tomorrow."

After waking up and having breakfast, the two called Fu Yan home, discussed it, and decided to pack up and set off for Cheng Ziyuan's hometown the next day. After all, this was something Xia Yunyou asked, so the sooner the better, originally Fu Yan was going to go, but Yi Zhenxiang persuaded Fu Yan because he thought about the world of two people.

Because Cheng Ziyuan still has some unfamiliar relatives in his hometown. Although they are not familiar with each other, they can’t pretend not to know each other, so they still have to pay a visit. After Cheng Ziyuan told Yi Zhenxiang, Yi Zhenxiang Asking someone to buy some gifts, of course Yi Zhenxiang would not demean himself to buy some junk, no matter who he gave it to, of course he would buy expensive ones.

This time the two of them didn't bring their bodyguards with them. The countryside should be safer than the city, unlike the city where fish and dragons are mixed together. Cheng Ziyuan strongly asked Yi Zhenxiang to take off his suit, so Yi Zhenxiang could only put it on obediently. Casual clothes that I haven't worn since I grew up, and they are still street goods.

However, even though the clothes Yi Zhenxiang wears are tasteless, he is born with the aura of a strong man, and even the clothes can't hide his inherent nobility.

Although Yi Zhenxiang would spare a little time every weekend to teach Ziyuan how to drive, but he was not very proficient, of course he would not let Cheng Ziyuan drive.

Yi Zhenxiang drove the car, and Cheng Ziyuan sat beside him. Although Cheng Ziyuan's hometown was in a province, it was still far away from the city. Yi Zhenxiang followed the route Cheng Ziyuan pointed out and drove on the highway for two or three hours. , I walked on the concrete road behind for more than an hour, and the last road was all dirt roads. It was difficult to drive a luxury car.

Because Cheng Ziyuan's family didn't go back to live for a long time, the houses in the village collapsed, and grass grew everywhere, making it impossible for people to live, so Yi Zhenxiang and Cheng Ziyuan lived in a hotel in the town, but the conditions were not very good. , I could only make do with it, and after packing up my luggage and putting it in the hotel, the two walked to the village with gifts.

The two of them planned to visit the family of the uncle and aunt in the same village first. They thought that Cheng Ziyuan had left the village when he was a child and didn't know them very well. They didn't know how many children they had, and they could only find their home by memory.

Cheng Ziyuan looked at the small three-story bungalow in front of him, thinking that it was his uncle's house. Although it had changed from an earthen house to a building, the location had not changed. Cheng Ziyuan saw a little boy a few years old at the door of the house. I was playing, so I walked over and asked, "Little friend, is there anyone in your family?"

The little boy looked at Cheng Ziyuan and asked timidly, "Uncle, my grandparents have gone to work in the mountains. I'm going to call my grandparents." Then he dropped the bamboo piece he was playing with and ran out. .

Looking for two bamboo chairs, Cheng Ziyuan and Yi Zhenxiang sat under the eaves outside the main room and waited for someone. After a while, they saw a middle-aged couple in their 50s coming back. One was carrying a hoe and the other was carrying a basket. , his face is not as white as the people in the city, and his age cannot be seen. His yellowish skin is inlaid with slender and deep wrinkles.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man looked at their faces carefully, but still couldn't remember where he saw them.

"Uncle, aunt, I'm Ziyuan! I'm back to see you!"

Cheng Ziyuan was still a child when he left, and now he is in his 20s. The boys have changed, and it is normal for the uncles to forget, but the appearance of Cheng Ziyuan’s uncles has not changed much from when he left. The only difference is that her face looks older and her gray hair has grown a lot.

The middle-aged couple thought for a while, and then suddenly realized that their faces immediately showed joy. Cheng Ziyuan's uncle said, "Ziyuan, Cheng Ziyuan? You are the son of Cheng Quan and Wang Siyu?"

Cheng Ziyuan smiled and nodded: "It's me", it seems that the uncle and the others have not forgotten his nephew.