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Yao Minglang looked at it for a while, his eyes were slightly red, and he nodded heavily without speaking.
"Second Uncle...... Do you really remember? Do you remember my father, second aunt, Shuo'er, second uncle, and Mocheng? Yao Qingqing's expression became excited.
Yao Minglang nodded again, his voice hoarse with a hint of eager joy: "I remember, the second uncle remembers." ”
He remembered that the old days were hovering in his mind, that the ship they had returned to was in a disaster, that he had been adrift at sea for a few days, and that he had woken up in a group of slaves after a heavy rain.
Thinking back on the events of the past two months, a thick sourness floated in his heart, Qingqing, Yang Liu, Shuo'er, Jinhao......
Yao Qingqing's eyes were slightly red when he was confirmed, and he turned back to Yingcui and said, "Go and call the second aunt to come over." ”
"Okay, I'll go." Yingcui reacted from the surprise, turned around and ran out the door.
Yao Qingqing added a pillow to Yao Minglang and slowly helped him up.
"The second uncle's body is not so weak." Yao Minglang chuckled: "I've been suffering to you these days." ”
"It's not that I'm the second aunt who is bitter." Thinking of the days when the second aunt first came, she sighed and continued: "The second aunt is very strong. ”
Yao Minglang's eyes moved: "It's me who is sorry for her." ”
"Bright ......" Yang Liu pushed the door in, really happened to listen to his words in his ears, his eyes turned red, and he walked in step by step: "Bright ......"
"Liu'er." Yao Minglang looked at the people who came step by step, but there was a hint of red in his eyes with apology.
Yang Liu's body trembled, and he slammed down on the side of the bed: "Minglang, you finally remembered me, finally remembered me." ”
Yao Minglang reached out and hugged Yang Liu, his fingers soothing her back.
Yao Qingqing saw this scene and silently withdrew from the room.
Closed the door, looked up at the big sun overhead, the heaviness of the past few days was gone all of a sudden, and now that the second uncle has regained his memory, she has to write to tell her father, so as not to worry about it.
In the courtyard, Yao Shuo waved the wooden sword around, the small wooden sword was a little above the big tree, he looked up but didn't see the leaves falling, and pursed his mouth.
"Long Yi is really good at deceiving people." Muttered, took the wooden sword back and looked.
Mo Dongli saw the villain at a glance when he entered the courtyard, and couldn't help but tease him: "Little thing, who provoked you." ”
"Brother-in-law." Yao Shuo saw someone coming, and called crisply.
Mo Dongli was stunned, brother-in-law? This little thing is really cute, the smile on his face deepened, and he bent down to look at him level: "Little brows are furrowed, what do you say to your brother-in-law that makes you so unhappy?" ”
"Hmm." Yao Shuo thought for a moment, and then raised the wooden sword: "I saw that Long Yi was very powerful when he practiced his sword, and the trees fell down, but I couldn't even beat a leaf, brother-in-law, am I stupid?" ”
Mo Dongli laughed when he heard this: "Little thing, this sword practice is not something that can connect the city in a while, you are too young." ”
"I'm not young anymore, I'm more than two years old, and my sister says I've grown up."
"Okay." Mo Dongli smiled briskly.
"Brother-in-law perfunctory me, hum, ignore you." Yao Shuo was dissatisfied, put away the wooden sword and snorted and turned his back to him.
Mo Dongli was not annoyed until the night, and went around to the opposite side of the villain and pulled out the wooden sword in his arms: "If you really want to practice swords, my brother-in-law will teach you how." ”
"Really?" Yao Shuo's eyes lit up.
"Of course." Mo Dongli said and turned the wooden sword in his hand around and handed it to Yao Shuo: "Brother-in-law will build you a real guy another day." ”