"This is your mother's room, where you stayed last time you came." He said.

Listening to this tone, it seems that she already knows about her amnesia from her younger son.

As he walked inside, he talked to himself about the next arrangement.

"I'll ask the housekeeper to make an appointment with a neurologist for you in a while, and ask him to come over and give you a closer examination in two days to see if there is any possibility of recovering your memory."

"If you can't reply, forget it, but at least I want to know your physical condition."

He said to himself, then sat down on the sofa in the room, and his eyes fell on Xingheng.

"Your name is Ah Heng?"

Xing Heng didn't expect that this old man, who had been deliberately ignoring himself, would take the initiative to ask him, and after half a second, he nodded.

"How old are you?" He asked again.

"Eight." Xing Heng replied honestly, and the hand hanging by his side subconsciously raised and grabbed his mother's hand, which made him feel at ease.

To be honest, this unfamiliar environment did not make him feel at ease, and all those excessive enthusiasm was not because of him, but because of his mother.

No one here likes him.

How keen is Yan Bei's perception?

immediately noticed the negative emotions in his son, frowned slightly, led him to sit down opposite Wu Shixun, and quietly accompanied him to face everything he was going to face in the end.

Wu Shixun watched the movements of the mother and son, and his heart became heavier and heavier.

He could feel that the little boy in front of him was not just a simple child.

"How's your dad?"

When Yan Bei heard this, he was surprised.

From the expression of the cheap father to the old man, it is not difficult to see that he is a little afraid of this father-in-law.

And the root of this fear is that the old man doesn't like him as a son-in-law very much.

Yan Bei didn't expect the old man to ask about him, so he hurriedly considered the wording in his heart, and then replied:

"He's fine."

Just four words, which can not only explain Yan Yu's current state, but also do not need to reveal too much information, a very standard answer.

Wu Shixun was not very satisfied, knowing that Yan Bei would protect her father, he no longer asked about Yan Yu, and instead said to Xingheng:

"I know this is a strange place for you, but I can tell you very clearly that no one here will dare to bully you."

"Your grandmother and your mother are the only softness in my heart."

He smiled faintly, stood up on his knees, waved his hand to Yan Bei, didn't want her to send it, and got up and left the room.

The mother and son watched him leave, with different expressions, but they both felt a great shock in their hearts.

Xing Heng was shocked by this old man's kind attitude towards himself, and his tolerant gaze even surpassed that of Yan Yu's own grandfather.

He doesn't have some purpose like Yan Yu, he is just simple, and he only treats him as an ordinary relative.

Through those eagle eyes, he could even see the wide sea inside him.

That's his heart.

As for Yan Bei, she was shocked and a little weak at the same time.

This love is so vast that she wants to indulge in it.

But the reality told her that the person to whom these loves are not herself.

But even so, she was satisfied to be able to enjoy such a wide range of love.

Even she didn't want to embarrass the old man and worry about her and her son's affairs.

Looking sideways at his son, he also happened to look back, and the mother and son naturally hugged each other and encouraged each other.

OK!

It can definitely be changed!

Before falling into a deep sleep, Yan Bei cheered himself up in his heart, and then sank into cultivation.

This night, Xingheng didn't sleep well.

He slept in the side bedroom next to the master bedroom, with a picture of his mother when she was younger, and next to him were toys she played with as a child, as well as some items from her old collection.

Originally, it was difficult for him to adapt to this strange place, but when he really lay down and saw these bits and pieces that belonged to his mother, the haze in his heart suddenly cracked.

A ray of sunlight came in, carrying the temperature, slowly dispelling the cold in my heart......

【Ding! Torsion +10, current torsion 10/100]

Yan Bei, who was still immersed in cultivation, suddenly heard the sound of the system, and his tightly pursed lips loosened and bent up a beautiful amplitude.

It seems that she made the right decision this time!

......

The next morning, when Yan Bei was still immersed in the mystical realm of cultivation, there was a knock on the door.

"Knock knock!"

Gentle, but the sound is impossible to ignore.

Yan Bei opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air before getting up to open the door.

When the door opened, a group of women appeared in front of him, some holding mirrors in their hands, some holding clothes in their hands, and some holding various jewelry boxes in their hands.

"The eldest aunt, the second aunt, the third aunt, the little aunt, the eldest cousin, the second cousin, the third cousin, the fourth cousin, who are you?"

shouted at the people at the door one by one, and Yan Bei turned sideways to let people in, his eyes full of doubts.

Several aunts and cousins saw her in a daze, and they felt so cute that they looked her up and down with doting eyes, and then they all showed a meaningful smile.

"Uh...... You're not thinking...... "Dress me up, right?"

Before the first five words could be spit out, the eight women nodded in unison, their hands trembling with excitement.

God knows how much they want a well-behaved and lovely girl!

You can comb her hair, you can dress her in a little dress, and you can dress her up as a doll....... Oops! The more I think about it, the more excited I get!

"Beibei, is it okay for my little aunt to comb your hair?" Suppressing the impulse of maternal love in his body, Yuan Zhaoxi asked softly.

The tone was as if Yan Bei was a fragile doll, and a louder voice could scare her.

Of course, Yan Bei was already frightened by now.

She looked at the things in the hands of several women, all of them were pink and tender, and the bulin was shining, imagining that she was going to go out to meet people with these things, and Yan Bei refused in her heart!

"Ahem!" Coughing heavily, he called back the souls of the eight women who had fallen into the illusion of fascination, and then said solemnly:

"Aunts and sisters-in-law, I'm twenty-eight, can you understand?"

The eight nodded.

But just when Yan Bei thought they could wake up, they said in unison: "But in our eyes, Beibei, you will always be a child!" ”

Yan Bei: the kids!

"Sister Beibei, calm and calm! Can't be so grumpy! Xiao Duo gloated and persuaded.

Yan Bei was even more angry when she heard her gloating tone, but she was facing her own elders, what could she do?

She's desperate too!

However, just when Yan Bei was about to use some extraordinary means to "discuss" with this group of women who wanted their daughters to go crazy, Old Man Wu, the savior, appeared.

"What are you doing here early in the morning? Is it all okay?! ”

With a loud shout, the effect is very good.

The eight women suddenly felt a chill down their backs, brushed their heads together, and met the old-fashioned old face of Old Man Wu, one or two of them immediately lowered their heads, as obedient as quails.

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