In a short time, two dishes were already served.

Ji Baifeng happily picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of them, put them in his mouth, and suddenly noticed that the taste was very unfamiliar.

The sense of anticipation in his eyes turned into loss.

"What's wrong?"

Song Anqian was also curious, picked up a piece of the dish and put it in her mouth, feeling that it tasted good, and there was nothing wrong.

"Why does this thing taste different from what I remember?"

He pointed to the dish on the table, not feeling any familiarity.

"Maybe it's because I'm not feeling well, so I didn't do the same things as I did today."

After she finished speaking, she immediately helped her delicately, and her head seemed to be really uncomfortable.

"I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have forced you to cook for me, it's just that I miss the smell of memory a little, if you are tired, go and rest."

Ji Baifeng didn't run over in a hurry as before, and the doubts in his eyes became more obvious.

He was sure that there was no overlap between this and the one in his memory, and it couldn't have been made by one person.

But the liking in Song Anqian's heart seems to be true, and he can't tell which one is true and which one is fake for a while.

"I'll go to the study first, there are some important things to do."

After he finished speaking, he got up and left without the slightest nostalgia.

"What the hell is going on, didn't I ask you to increase that medicine, why is he suspicious of me more and more now."

She has felt a strong sense of crisis in the past few days, and sometimes she even suspects that the person in front of her has already recovered her memories of the past, and now she is acting at all.

But after many temptations, the other party seemed to have nothing, and when I thought about it, my mind was stumped by this complicated thought, and I had a headache.

"And tell Miss, I have really increased the amount of medicine, as for why people have become the way they are, I still don't know a little."

She was also very anxious in her tone, if she couldn't control one person in a row, then she must have no need to live.

"You're a useless thing, and now he's been taking your medicine for so long, and he's never lived in my house."

When Song Anqian talked about this matter, she only felt extremely ridiculous.

On the surface, the two of them were extremely affectionate and suspicious during the day, but at night he had an indifferent attitude, as long as he took the initiative a little, people would be scared away.

For all sorts of reasons, it's been so long now, and it's really ironic that two people haven't shared a bed.

It doesn't matter if you can't get it when you're sober, but now people have been confused to this point, and they still can't get it, and every time you dream back at midnight, it's a kind of irony for yourself.

The shrine maiden bowed her head tightly, not daring to say a word.

"Hurry up and get out of here, and develop your medicine well, if there is no good result, you don't need to keep it."

There was already a hint of danger in Song Anqian's words.

When it was time to eat on the second morning, the old lady's face was not very good.

"Mother is fine."

Su Muli took the initiative to care about this, and several people who were eating looked at the old lady's face.

"Speaking of the recent series of accidents in the house, I am also worried, I think about it, think about it, think about it clearly, we haven't been to the temple to pray for blessings for a long time."

Song Anqian heard this, and nodded without doubt.

"Speaking of which, if my mother is willing to go, I will arrange a carriage to send my mother directly."

She wished that she would spend all the people in her family, and that it would be convenient for her to do things at that time.

"If I go alone, it is inevitable that my thoughts will not be sincere, your father, now that he is sick, he can't go with me, otherwise let Bai Feng go with me."

She glanced at Ji Baifeng, who was sitting quietly eating on the side, and now sitting here became more and more distracted.

"Otherwise, let's go directly to our family together, and I will follow, and I will be able to try to be sincere when the time comes."

Song Anqian heard this, and was a little reluctant, people are not in front of them, there is always something uneasy.

"I'm just thinking about taking my son to the mountains to pray for a peace and blessing, is it possible that I simply take it out like this, and you don't feel at ease, so you have to follow?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in the old lady's words.

After Song Anqian was sarcastically ridiculed in front of so many people, her face was a little bad.

"Mother, you misunderstood what I meant, I think there was some misunderstanding between you and me before, and it has not been resolved, I really want to do it for the good of this family."

The more the old lady was like this, the stronger the suspicion in her heart became.

Especially these few sentences can't say what kind of feeling it is, I always feel that this day is not good, as if I want to turn over.

"I said that it was not suitable for a woman in your past, and besides, there are many things that need to be dealt with in the family now, and they have all gone, but fortunately, we just went to seek a peace charm, but we will be back in a few days."

Obviously, the old lady had no intention of taking anyone there.

Song Anqian glanced at Su Muli, who was eating quietly there, and did not speak.

"Since my mother doesn't want to, then I won't go with her."

She laughed a little, and she couldn't use this or the full price as a pen.

Ji Baifeng is still very filial to his mother, and after hearing these words, he did not release them, and the carriage outside had already been prepared.

"Why are you leaving so soon, and I'll say hello when I'm in advance."

Song Anqian also knew after eating that these clothes and other things outside had already been prepared.

But there was no mention of this news before, and it was strange to say it.

"I also remembered this incident suddenly, and it's not too late now."

The old lady was indifferent, and her current tone had long since lost the intimacy of the past.

Song Anqian couldn't say anything, so she could only stand aside respectfully, and left after seeing the two people get into the carriage.

"Hurry up and have someone follow me carefully, and if anything happens, come back and report to me."

She returned to her house and immediately found a cronie and sent it out.

I could already smell something wrong.

"Miss, we can keep up too."