"Mother should be fine." Feng Jinghua said, "She's just tired of crying." ”

Mama Lin paused for a moment and said cautiously: "What's wrong, what's wrong?" ”

Feng Jinghua smiled slightly: "It's indeed a big thing, but it's a good thing, you will know it soon, just let me sell it and keep it secret for the time being." ”

Mama Lin was speechless.

"The old slave will go and ask someone to prepare a sedan chair now." In fact, she didn't have much hope for the eldest lady's so-called "great good thing".

She didn't think there was anything else that could bring Madame's heart back to life.

She trotted away, Feng Jinghua carried her thin mother on her back, and slowly walked in the warm sunshine.

Her mother was very light, and she carried her mother on her back, and she didn't feel hard at all.

Mother, do you feel the warmth of this world?

Do you feel the color of this world again?

She walked slowly towards the door, silently saying in her heart, tears slowly flowing from the corners of her eyes.

Her mother's body was too weak, and she really wanted to give her flesh and strength to her.

Knowing the news that her brother was still alive, her mother cried with joy, her body and mind could hardly bear this sudden surprise, and she fainted while crying.

She didn't dare to tell her mother and brother that she was living at home, and that her brother had lost all his memories and couldn't even be recognized by his family, she was worried that her mother would receive too many messages at once, which would lead to ups and downs, and she would be stimulated too much and damage her heart.

Therefore, she had to take her time and gradually let her mother accept the amazing news.

She didn't walk long before a delicate and comfortable four-person soft sedan chair was lifted in front of her.

She helped her mother into the sedan chair and went home.

This afternoon, Mrs. Feng was in a coma, but she was still muttering "Xing'er, Xing'er ......" in her coma, and her closed eyes still oozed wisps of tears.

Feng Jinghua asked all the subordinates to retreat, stayed alone by her mother's bedside, carefully wiped her mother's body, smeared her mother's whole body with a skin-moisturizing plaster, and then put on new clothes for her mother, and then held her mother's hand, sat on the edge of the bed together, and talked to her mother.

talked about the scene when the whole family lived together and loved each other when he was a child.

At this moment, she suddenly understood that in the depths of her heart, the most important weight was not her resentment towards her former lover and friend, but her yearning for the beautiful life she once had.

As long as the whole family is still together and can live well, she will be redeemed and liberated.

She didn't know if her mother could hear her, but her chest rose and fell slightly from time to time, and occasionally she let out a low cry.

In the evening of the next day, Feng Ruoxing and Zhu Ci finally came back after playing in the scenic town near Tianzhou for two days.

The two of them carried big bags and small bags in their hands, talking and laughing, the picture of being carefree like children and having no guesses, I don't know how many people envy them.

"It's still the best food at home, I don't know if the kitchen cooks my food......" Feng Ruoxing was carrying a lot of snacks in her hands, but she was still muttering.

Although he still couldn't remember anything about the Feng family, in his subconscious, he still regarded this place as his home.

"Didn't you just eat it, why are you hungry again?" Good luck wiping sweat.

"I'm not hungry." Feng Ruoxing corrected her seriously, "I just like to eat things at home." ”

"You eat so much, aren't you afraid that your stomach will break?" Zhu Ci looked at his stomach, he was so able to eat, but why didn't he get fat? That is, there is more meat and a little stronger, which is not proportional to the capacity to eat.

"No, it won't." Feng Ruoxing said, "I'm growing my body, I digest well, I can withstand as much as I eat, it's okay." ”

After that, he stopped a subordinate: "Hey, brother, have you eaten at home?" I want to eat. ”

He was often puzzled and troubled by how to address others, so he decided that anyone who was more pleasing to the eye and about the same age would be called "brother".

If he is wrong, it is good for someone else to correct him.

The servant was flattered: "The young lady and the lady have already had dinner, what the young master wants to eat, the little one immediately let the kitchen prepare it and bring it to the young master's house." ”

The young lady suddenly brought back the two sons, and was especially polite and cordial to the son, who always wore a headscarf, and asked the whole house to call him "young master" and treat him as a master, and they were very surprised by this.

But the authority of the eldest lady is absolute, and they will never and cannot have any objection to what the eldest lady tells them to do.

"Really?" Feng Ruoxing was very happy, and a string of menus popped out of his mouth, "Boiled beef, eight-treasure duck, steamed pork ribs with glutinous rice, Buddha jumping over the wall, tofu brain, sour plum soup, ......"

The subordinate kept silently reading the list he had reported, for fear that he would miss it.

"That's right," Feng Ruoxing said, "I'm not hungry now, I just want to eat, you remember to cook it slowly in the kitchen, make it a little better, I'm not in a hurry." ”

The subordinate nodded and ran away.

Feng Ruoxing looked around as she walked: "I don't know if Xiaohua is there, I bought so many delicious and fun things for her ......"

He didn't see Xiao Hua, only saw a very thin and thin woman standing behind the flower stand seven or eight meters away, as if she was looking at him.

He didn't know the woman, because she was blocked by the flower branches, and he couldn't see it clearly, but he just felt that the woman seemed to be quite old, and she fell down when the wind blew, and he didn't care much.

It's just that after walking over, he subconsciously turned his head and looked at the woman.

The woman stood motionless, the breeze blowing her wide robes, and there was an ethereal sense of unreality.

He didn't know why, he just couldn't take his eyes off the woman, he didn't know the woman.

Zhu Ci looked at him with his feet forward, but his eyes were back, and he also followed him: "What are you looking at?" Anything to see? ”

Feng Ruoxing retracted his gaze and shook his head: "It's nothing, it's just a random look." ”

He felt that he cared a little bit about that person, why?

Maybe it's because that person is his real mother.

After the flower stand, Mrs. Feng held the shelf with both hands, her body trembled slightly, and she looked at her son with tears in her eyes.

Although more than ten years have passed, her son's dress, words and deeds have completely changed, she is still a certain distance away from him, and her eyes are even a little dazzled because she has cried for too long, but she still recognizes him as her son at a glance.

In the past two days, she was told that her son had lived here and had lost a memory, and although she was full of hope and expectation, she was still very frightened and frightened, afraid that she would suffer another huge blow and despair.

She couldn't afford another blow.

She even told herself not to trust anyone's sweet words, lest she be deceived.

And it wasn't until this moment that she really believed it!

Believe that there really are miracles in this world! There is really hope! Believing that her son is still alive, her prayers and expectations for years have finally been answered!

She began to cry quietly, even though her voice was slightly hoarse.

Feng Jinghua silently walked behind her mother, silently hugged her mother's thin body, and helped her mother hold on.