The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Joe Tian held Jomo's hand tight and looked at the child unexpectedly: “Don't you remember who you are? ”

The child crooked his head and frowned for a long time, eventually shaking his head: “I don't remember. ”

“Do you remember how you met us?” Joe Tianjin, while not wanting to admit this fact, seems to have really done so and can only accept it helplessly.

The child blinked blindly as if he could not understand what Joe Tianjing was saying.

“Don't know.”

When Ning Mengyao came in from the outside, he saw that the child was awake, but the weird thing was that Joe Tianjin stood there staring at the child with a big eye. Anyway, it was kind of weird.

“What's going on? ”

“The kid doesn't remember anything.” Hearing Ning Mengyao's voice, Qiao Tianchang seemed to have just recovered his voice. He stared at Ning Mengyao and said subconsciously.

Ning Mengyao was also stunned. I had no idea it would turn out like this.

She would have thought, after curing the child, to ask him where he was at home and send him back with Joe Tianjin.

But now it's okay. This kid doesn't remember anything. How can they send people back?

Not only is it Ning Mengyao, but even Joe Tianshun has a headache: “Why don't we bring this child?” Now that the kids are around, you can't just throw them away, can you?

Mengyao nodded tearlessly, and now there is no other way but to bring people around.

Sitting beside the bed, Mengyao looked softly at the child with clear eyes and said with a smile: “It doesn't matter if you don't remember what happened before. From now on, you will be our child. From now on, your name will be Joe Mo Feng. We will be your parents. This is your brother, Joe Mo Feng.” Ning Mengyao briefly introduced himself to his family.

Boy, no, Jomo Maple had a happy smile on his face: "Mom and Dad, I have a brother.” Speaking while looking straight at Jomo, the look of anticipation made Ning Mengyao helpless.

And Jomo seemed to know something, too, and gave Jomo Maple a toothless smile.

“Mom, I like my brother.” Jomo Feng grabbed Ning Mengyao's hand and said with bright eyes.

“My brother likes you, too. Let's have a little fun with my brother first. Mom and Dad have a little talk.” At the same time as Mengyao spoke, Qiao Tianchang had placed Qiao Mo Feng next to Qiao Mo Feng. Qiao Mo Feng also looked happily at the brother beside him and took Qiao Tianchang's little toy to play with.

Watching Joe Mo-feng carefully guard Joe Mo-feng, the two of them walked out at ease, standing at the door, Ning Mengyao looked at Joe Tianjin: “What now? ”

“Just one step at a time.” Joe Tianjin also had some headaches about this.

Ning Mengyao thought, "We can protect a child, but if we're protecting Maple, I'm afraid not, so I want to call a few people from Tombo Rai.” This time the caller must not be a half-hunger.

“Okay.”

That's the only way to reassure them completely.

After discussing it with Joe Tian, Ning Mengyao called down his letter eagle and then stuffed the letter he had written into the bamboo barrel in his wings.

Watching it fly away, Mengyao sighed softly. I hope this trip to Miaojiang is smooth.

Qiao Tian walked behind Ning Mengyao, holding her from behind, with a thick drowning on his face: “Don't worry. ”

“Tianjing I have a very bad feeling that a lot will happen here in Miaojiang.” Mengyao frowned and never felt like this before in this world.

Qiao Tianchang turned Ning Mengyao to himself with a tough attitude and looked at him seriously: “Anyway, as long as we are together, it is enough. ”

Whatever happened, he was there, she was there, and there was a maple, and now there's a family of four, even if it's painful, but it's not unacceptable to them, is it?