Xuande ten years of early winter, Shang Qingyuan

This year's winter came very early, but on the first day of the lunar month, there were already snowflakes floating outside, and the various courtyards of the Hengshan faction had already been lit with charcoal fires, especially the charcoal fire in the inner room of Shangqing Yuan was particularly sufficient, not because Ouyang Ze was afraid of the cold, but because at this time, on the soft couch in the inner room, there was a seriously injured and unconscious child, Ouyang Ze was afraid that he would be injured and catch a cold, so he ordered the attendants to change the large basin of charcoal fire.

Ouyang Ze sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the thick bandage wrapped around his forehead, sighed lightly, and gently tucked the corners of the quilt for him. The child was found at the foot of the mountain on his way back from an errand, lying unconscious on a pile of rocks, his loose hair was randomly covered with blood on his cheeks, his clothes were already torn, and his body was covered with abrasions and flesh......

After discovering that he still had a pulse, he did not hesitate to bring him back for treatment, cleaning, medication, bandaging, bone grafting...

At this time, the child who had been in a coma for more than half a month couldn't help coughing a few times, Ouyang Ze raised his eyebrows, and quickly got up and poured a glass of water to feed it, and the child was also very obedient. When Ouyang Ze put down the tea bowl and returned to the bedside, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the child was already looking at him stupidly with dark eyes.

Ouyang Ze smiled between his eyebrows, "Are you awake?"

Concerned greetings, in exchange for silence...

"What's your name?"

Still silent, Ouyang Ze simply didn't ask anymore, and then called Yao Dan Elder Ming Su to check his pulse for him.

"The body is fine, just need to recuperate carefully, but..."Mingsu shook his head helplessly.

Ouyang Ze frowned, "Just what?"

"Looking at this situation, it looks like I'm suffering from amnesia. ”

"Amnesia?" Ouyang Ze didn't think about it strangely, he must have fallen from the cliff and broken his brain, thinking of this, he sighed heavily, "Is there a way to cure it?"

Mingsu shook his head helplessly, "You can only slowly adjust and see the situation, unless you ......"

Ouyang Ze raised his eyebrows, "Unless what?"

"Unless it's strongly stimulated again. ”

Ouyang Ze saw the child's miserable condition before, and was afraid that he had suffered a lot of blows and pain before, how could he be stimulated again, so he blurted out without hesitation, "Then use the best medicine, take care of it, and let it be." ”

"Senior brother in charge, rest assured. ”

The moon was setting and dusk, the study was lit up, and under the flickering candlelight, Ouyang Ze looked carefully at the bag in his hand again, which was embroidered with the word 'Li', which was the surname. But there are countless households surnamed Li within a radius of 100 miles, and the people sent to investigate can't bring back any useful information, and now that the child has woken up, he has lost his memory again, and it is even more difficult to find the child's father and mother now.

As the days passed, the child's physical condition gradually improved, and he was very obedient and obedient, but the people who went to serve never heard him say a word.

On this day, Ouyang Ze finished dealing with the things in his hand, stepped into the inner room again, and what he saw was the child curled up in the quilt and sitting on the corner of the bed. When the attendant disciple saw Ouyang Ze coming, he went over and saluted, "Master." Seeing that Ouyang Ze didn't respond, the attendant disciple just looked at the child in the corner of the bed silently, and said worriedly, "Master, this child has always been in this state, as long as he sees someone coming, he will curl up in a corner, and he can't be coaxed no matter how he coaxes." ”

"Got it, go boil a bowl of red date porridge and send it. ”

"Yes. The acolyte disciple exited the room.

Ouyang Ze sat down, and the child tightened the quilt again, as if the heavy quilt was his best protective weapon. Ouyang Zewan'er, "It's warm spring now, but you still have to cover such a thick quilt, aren't you afraid of getting caught in the heat?"

Unsurprisingly, silence......

Ouyang Ze took out the brocade bag embroidered with the word 'Li' and the maple leaf pattern from his body and handed it over, "This was found from you, presumably this thing is very important to you, right?"

Although he knew that this had no effect on the amnesiac child, Ouyang Ze still wanted to try it, and sure enough, the child tentatively stretched out his arm to take the bag, looked at it blankly, and finally shook his head. But even so, Ouyang Ze was already very satisfied, at least, he had a reaction.

At this time, the attendant disciple brought the red date porridge and sent it, Ouyang Ze took the bowl and scooped a spoonful of blowing, to confirm that it was not hot, and then sent it to the child's mouth, "Freshly boiled red date porridge, taste it?"

The steaming red date porridge exudes a sweet smell, the child blinked, opened his mouth to swallow the sweet porridge that was just hot, and the bowl of porridge was quickly drunk, Ouyang Ze took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of his mouth, picked up the clothes placed at the head of the bed, and said with a smile, "This is a new dress made for you, I don't know if it fits you or not, put it on for a while, I'll take you to the yard to bask in the sun." How?"

Xu Ouyang Ze's smile infected him, or hit the child's heart, he finally took off the quilt, slowly moved to Ouyang Ze's side, and finally leaned on Ouyang Ze's body and cried, crying breathlessly, sobbing and saying the first words after he woke up, "I'm afraid..."

Ouyang Ze took the opportunity to hug his slightly trembling body, let his snot and tears stain his body, and gently patted his shoulder, "Don't be afraid." With me, no one will hurt you. ”

Later, under Ouyang Ze's careful guidance, the child was finally willing to go out and contact with people, although he still couldn't remember his past, but at least he was much more cheerful.

Ouyang Ze watched Feng Yichen accompany the child running around the yard, smiled with satisfaction, and thought to himself, since he couldn't find the child's father, he would simply leave him by his side and be a follower disciple first, teach him to read and practice martial arts, and his birthday was set to pick up his son, the fifteenth day of the month. As for the name, let's use the word 'Li' embroidered on the bag and the maple leaf pattern: Li Zifeng