In the hall, Jiang Yanzhou sat on a stool, his thick black eyebrows tied in a dead knot.

Xiuzhen is gentle and tame, and looks well-behaved and quiet.

No matter how dark his heart is, at least from the outside, he is clean, pure, beautiful and delicate, and a little sickly because of his frailty.

On the other hand, the second brother Jiang, Jiang Yanzhou.

His face is like a knife, with sharp edges and corners, and he has a powerful and domineering appearance, and his body is full of a very male heroic atmosphere.

At this moment, Jiang Yanzhou recalled that Yaya called herself 'Qi Ye' before, and he looked deeply bored and thoughtful.

Two years ago, it was a blizzard day, and my grandfather, Mr. Jiang, went up the mountain to pick up wood branches, but met a fat girl in the mountains.

The fat girl is short, only in her early 1.5 meters, but she weighs more than 180 pounds.

At that time, she was stabbed more than ten times, and she was unconscious in the snow, and she was on the verge of death.

Old man Jiang brought people back, and took out his coffin book to let people help the fat girl heal.

But when the fat girl sobered up, she didn't remember her own name, didn't know her own origins, and didn't know anything about her own affairs.

But today, she calls herself Qi Ye.

……

Jiang Yanzhou pondered for a long time.

"Xiuzhen, you say, did she remember?"

The boy was sickly, he hid his face and coughed twice, then pulled out a chair and sat down.

His expression was calm, but his eyes were full of coldness.

"Maybe."

I replied indifferently.

Whether you think about it or not, it doesn't matter, it doesn't make a difference, it's all the same anyway.

Xiuzhen tugged at the corners of her lips mockingly.

"Dogs can't change their eating, and the things on the roots are indelible."

Judging from the young man's attitude, he felt that Yaya, whether before or after amnesia, was a bad and vicious person.

The so-called amnesia is to lose the past and forget the past experience, without changing people's hearts, let alone making a good person become a completely bad person.

So no matter whether Yaya recovers her memory or not, for Xiuzhen, it's no different, it's no different.

At this moment, Jiang Yanzhou suddenly heard a slight movement outside the door.

His expression was awe-inspiring, and he immediately had no expression, and rushed over to open the door in a big stride, with a rough and arrogant recklessness all over his body, and his resolute and handsome face was a little more cold than Fang Cai, but that look seemed to be flamboyant and thorny.

It can be seen that he is calm and down-to-earth by nature, but he has his own success in his heart.

……

Outside the door, Qi Suya, who was eavesdropping, was discovered.

She stepped back in embarrassment, and then stubbornly said, "What, I don't mean anything else, I'm just here to inform you, the meal is ready, we can start eating?" ”

As she spoke, she raised a large pot of steaming rice in her hand.

……

There is a trick to braising rice, such as dripping a drop or two of oil into it when stewing rice, and the cooked rice grains are plump, round and oily, just looking at this appearance is very good.

Jiang Yanzhou's face was cold.

He was about to speak, but the young man came behind him at some point, and pulled him by the arm at the right time.

Xiuzhen smiled and stared at Qi Suya.

"Sister Yaya is so good, I don't forget to think about my family when I have something to eat, but my second brother and I have already eaten it just now."

He smiled softly and weakly, and then turned sideways, allowing Qi Suya to see the dishes and chopsticks on the table in the hall.

Qi Suya: "......"