Fang Qinghan was only about seven or eight years old, he looked thin and small, and the clothes on his body were obviously changed from adults' clothes, probably thinking that the child would grow up quickly, and he would make it very wide, and he would wear it on a thin boy, like a king-size sack.

Even if the clothes are so ill-fitting, the boy's back is still straight as loose, and he is quite charming at a young age.

It's just that although the boy has beautiful eyebrows and eyes, he has no expression at all, his thin lips are pursed, and he seems to be a little angry

Jian Han has seen Fang Qinghan's elegant appearance with a faint smile when he grew up, and he has seen Fang Qinghan who was withdrawn and indifferent when he first arrived at the orphanage, and it is the first time he has seen such a vivid Fang Qinghan, it seems to be very interesting.

Her eyes quickly moved away from Fang Qinghan and fell on the beauty on the side, she looked twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with thin eyebrows and thin eyes, very white skin, not very beautiful, and her temperament was very outstanding, so that when people saw her, they felt that she was an extraordinarily gentle person.

The aunt who walked in front glanced at both sides, and enthusiastically opened up: "Oh, Xiao Shen, Xiao He, come on, sit in the house quickly!"

As if a lightning bolt flashed, illuminating all the ambiguities, Jian Han suddenly remembered that in the last memory dream, in Shen Han's last psychological journey, he had mentioned that Fang Qinghan and her were brothers and sisters with different surnames formed by the remarriage of both parents!

It seems that today is the day when Fang Qinghan's mother took him and went on a blind date with her cheap father!

Jian Han suddenly realized that this was the part of Shen Han's missing memory, about the part of the past when she and Fang Qinghan were young, the ruthless fire, which caused their parents to die in the fire!

Perhaps, with her death and rebirth, it finally led to the awakening of this part of the memory.

Jian Han was nervous and apprehensive for a while, and followed the cheap father step by step, and when she got to the house, she didn't know whether it was intentional or not, Aunt He smiled and let the cheap father and Fang Qinghan's beautiful mother sit down on the only sofa.

Fang Qinghan's mother He Meiren stood motionless, and the cheap father also stood aside a little embarrassed, and in the end, it was Aunt He who pushed the cheap father and laughed softly and scolded: "You big man, don't take the initiative yet!"

Cheap dad had a bright idea, pulled Jian Han and sat down, and sat down on the left side wisely, putting her in the middle, and after He Meiren hesitated for a moment, he slowly sat down on the right.

The two adults with a child had already filled the small three-person sofa, so Fang Qinghan could only sit on a wooden stool brought by Aunt He and put it on one side of the sofa, next to his beautiful lady.

Soon after Jian Han sat down, he felt a faint aroma coming from the right side, with the soft smell unique to adult women, Jian Han subconsciously moved to the right, and the next second, a sharp sight like substance came from the right, Jian Han raised his eyes carefully, and crashed into the boy's dark eyes, his little face was tense, and he was unhappy, glaring at her fiercely.

Jian Han swished back his gaze, but subconsciously moved to the woman's side.

After all, she was young, and soon, her attention was attracted by the dim sum on the coffee table in front of the sofa, which was a plate of trough cakes, golden yellow, a pool of oily ripples, and faintly white fine sugar grains.

I don't know why, in the next life, she couldn't even look at the fat high-sugar and high-fat pastries, but now she can't take her eyes off at all, and even the beauty next to her is ignored by her.

It's just that Jian Han knew in the end that this memory was very important, she cheered up and forced herself to pay a little attention from the golden trough cake in front of her, paying attention to the progress of the blind date between the remarried man and woman.

Soon, she realized that the blind date was not going well.

The cheap dad is not very positive, Fang Qinghan's beauty is even more absent-minded, and the audience only hears Aunt He alone being funny, trying hard to warm up the atmosphere, but this pair of single men and women are not very cooperative, even Jian Han looked at it, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed for the enthusiastic Aunt He.

Probably noticing that Jian Han's gaze never left the plate of trough cakes, He Meiren hummed twice, casually coped with Aunt He's question, and reached out to pick up a piece of trough cake from the plate, broke off a small piece, and handed it to the little girl's lips.

Jian Han felt that her saliva was about to flow out, she opened her mouth without hesitation, swallowed it in one gulp, He Meiren was slightly stunned, as if she was amused, and then broke a small piece of trough cake and sent it to the little girl's mouth again.

While eating, Jian Han thought vaguely, Fang Qinghan's mother is really good, gentle and careful, the size of the trough cake that is broken every time is just enough for her to eat in one bite, and she won't choke!

The two of them fed one by one, one ate, and the tacit understanding of cooperation was seamless, and in a blink of an eye, they ate the piece of trough cake, looking at the little girl staring at themselves, He Meiren took out a handkerchief and wiped her hands, wiped her mouth again, stretched out her right hand and gently rubbed her little belly, and said with a soft smile: "If you eat too much, your little belly will hurt." ”

The little girl nodded as if she didn't understand, looked at her, and suddenly stretched out two little hands, grabbed the placket of He Meiren's clothes, and blurted out: "Mom-"

The room was quiet for a while, and everyone's eyes fell on the little girl, Aunt He looked like she was used to being a matchmaker, and said with a smile: "Oh, Xiaohe, you and this child are quite fateful, some children, even if you take out your heart, she will be your stepmother!"

The cheap father on the side didn't know what to be touched, and suddenly he also opened his mind, he stood up with a brush, and stammered: "I don't have a son, he will be my son in the future!"

Obviously, this sentence was more touching than Aunt He's words, He Meiren was silent for a long time, and finally nodded slowly.

Jian Han was simply shocked, this is it!

It turned out that her cheap father was able to marry Fang Qinghan's beautiful mother, or because of her!

In her confusion, the picture flashed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the day when two older young people with babies remarried and married.

The two children were sent to the next door in advance and asked each other to help take care of them for a day.

Sitting on the bed, looking at the boy sitting alone by the window, staring out the window with a tense little face, and his mouth pursed with anger, Jian Han was inexplicably funny.

Obviously, the slightly older boy is a big temptation for the little girl, she is face down, her buttocks are moved out, the two little short legs reach the ground with great effort, she carefully gets out of bed, and moves to Fang Qinghan's side little by little, grabs his sleeve, and calls timidly: "Brother-"