Chapter 773: Chapter 773: The Wicked Woman Farms (29)
“…”
This ans you have to force yourself to be happy even if you’re not!!
Suddenly, I feel a bit sorry for Young Master Qiu Ya.
At this mont, Liang Han actually thinks it’s good for Qiu Ya to stay like this, rather than coming back to his senses.
Chuzheng’s expression beca more solemn as she walked over and grasped the ropes of the swing.
The swing ca to a stop.
A breeze blew through the courtyard, bringing waves of floral fragrance.
The man on the swing tilted his head back slightly, and his clear eyes shone with fragnts of light, sparkling radiantly.
“Wife.”
Chuzheng sat on the swing, holding him: “Together?”
“Sure.” Qiu Ya was delighted: “I can swing very high and see the outside.”
“Be careful.”
Qiu Ya humd: “I’m very good at it!”
“…” How are you good, you big hamr!
Liang Han watched the two of them embracing, feeling a little suffocated at the bottom of his heart.
Watching them be all lovey-dovey every day, it’s a big stimulus for a single guy.
“Higher, even higher…” Qiu Ya’s voice was crisp and light-hearted: “We’re flying!”
Chuzheng held him with one arm, and by this ti, Qiu Ya had completely let go, entrusting his safety to her.
Chuzheng’s chin pressed against his shoulder: “Qiu Ya.”
“Huh?”
The wind whistled past, and Qiu Ya answered loudly.
“Aren’t you afraid I’ll let go?” Chuzheng said: “You’d fall down.”
All she needed to do was let go a little, and he would fall down.
“You won’t.” Qiu Ya replied without hesitation.
“You trust that much?”
Qiu Ya turned his head in midair, his gaze burning as he looked at her: “Shouldn’t I?”
“You should.” Chuzheng kissed him, and as the wind howled around their ears, Qiu Ya, in his dizziness, heard a voice co through the wind: “Trusting is what you should do.”
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Qiu Ya’s lost mory showed no signs of recovery, and he was carefree all day, like a child.
Chuzheng, stuck with a big baby, gained experience in…
No, that’s not right.
She beca adept at cajoling him.
If cajoling didn’t work, then threatening would.
Chuzheng had always found threatening to be much more effective than cajoling.
“Do you really not rember anything at all?”
“Should I?”
Chuzheng thought about it seriously: “By rights, you should.” After all, in the plot, you eventually recovered your mory and even turned the entire Qiu Family upside down.
Qiu Ya looked lost: “But I can’t rember…”
“It’s okay if you can’t.” I prefer you not rembering; it’s easier to deceive you.
Qiu Ya lay on Chuzheng’s lap: “What kind of person was I before?”
Chuzheng: “…”
What kind of person were you before… I never lived with you, how would I know!
Facing Qiu Ya’s eager eyes, Chuzheng found a word to summarize: “Pitiful!”
The past Qiu Ya was indeed pitiful.
She wasn’t talking nonsense.
“??” Qiu Ya seed to recall his previous experiences, murmuring a question: “Did I also experience not having food and getting beaten up?”
“…”
With a guilty conscience, Chuzheng nodded.
Qiu Ya tightly grasped her wrist: “Then I don’t want to rember. I’m very happy now, I like you a lot, and I want to stay with you forever.”
Chuzheng’s fingers brushed over his nose, touching the tip: “Is that really what you think?”
Qiu Ya’s eyes were determined: “Mhm!”
“No matter what I do to you, you’ll still want to stay with ?”
“Mhm.”
“Even if I lock you up?”
“Why would you lock up?” Qiu Ya puffed out his cheeks, innocently counterasking: “Am I not well-behaved?”
Chuzheng muttered a phrase: “To protect you.”
“…”
Qiu Ya was obviously conflicted.
He glanced at Chuzheng before turning his gaze to the sky beyond the courtyard wall.
Finally, with a disheartened droop of his head, he agreed, “Fine, I just won’t go out.”
Chuzheng was only bullying him a little.
For the ti being, she hadn’t planned on confining him—mainly because Qiu Ya had no intention of running away; if he did, it would be a different story.
Chuzheng was sowhat concerned about Qiu Ya’s condition, so she invited a doctor to take a look and see if his mory could possibly be recovered.
But even the doctor couldn’t make any guarantees.
“The young master’s body doesn’t have any particular problem. If he really can’t rember, it might be that he doesn’t want to rember,” the doctor conservatively provided his answer.
“Doesn’t want to rember?”
The doctor explained, “If he feels no nostalgia for his past life and his current life gives him a great sense of security, then he’ll imrse himself in the mories of the now, with no wish to return to the past.”
Chuzheng was silent for a few seconds: “Will he ever rember in the future?”
“…That’s hard to say.” The doctor shook his head: “Perhaps if he’s subjected to so kind of stimulus, he might rember. Especially if it’s sothing he experienced before and it’s brought before him again in a way that is crucial to him, then he might recall it.”
It looks like he shouldn’t be stimulated.
Of course, Chuzheng didn’t want Qiu Ya to rember.
Of course, she also wasn’t trying too hard either.
Whether he could rember was up to him.
Neither preventing nor encouraging.
Deep down in her heart: It would be best if he never rembered. Just like this, so obedient and soft, the kid I like. Even buying a few GAI for you wouldn’t be a problem.
Whether or not it was because Chuzheng prayed every day, Qiu Ya truly showed no sign of rembering at all.
Liang Han: “…”
If I were spoiled like that, I wouldn’t want to rember either.
What’s the Qiu family anyway?
Of course, Liang Han could only think such thoughts, because as a normal man, he felt he needed to earn money and support his family. How could he be kept by a woman? People would laugh at him.
–
Knock knock.
The stuffy weather, coupled with the incessant knocking sound, beca annoyingly persistent at the heart.
Da Hei barked incessantly in the courtyard.
Liang Han approached the door with a grim face to open it.
A villager from outside stood there, shrinking upon seeing Liang Han erge: “Umm… I ca to let you know, Jiang Dasheng… Jiang Dasheng is dead.”
Without waiting for Liang Han’s reaction, the villager scurried away.
Jiang Dasheng?
Miss Chuzheng’s uncle!
Liang Han hurried to report.
“How did he die?” Chuzheng’s deanor remained calm; upon hearing the news, she didn’t even lift an eyelid.
“Don’t know, soone just ca to inform… I’ll go and inquire right now.”
Liang Han imdiately went to gather information.
Qiu Ya had just woken up from a nap, donned in light clothing, he ca over and clung to Chuzheng.
“I’m so hot.”
“And yet you’re hugging ?”
“You’re cool.” Qiu Ya said: “Comfortable.”
After saying that, he snuggled against her.
Chuzheng put down her book and pulled him into her embrace: “Don’t fidget or I won’t hold you.”
Qiu Ya obediently positioned his hands properly: “Mhm, I won’t move.”
Liang Han returned soon after with information. Seeing Qiu Ya nestled in Chuzheng’s arms, he couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.
Being a child must be blissful.
Ignorant of everything.
“Jiang Dasheng starved to death…”
Yang Cuicui was nowhere to be found; the villagers hadn’t seen her for quite so ti, nor Jiang Dasheng.
Villagers passing by slled sothing foul; upon checking, they discovered that Jiang Dasheng had died.
The corpse had already started to decay.
Chuzheng had chosen a new location for her residence, and Jiang Dasheng’s place lacked nearby neighbors, so his death went unnoticed.
Chuzheng expressed no opinion on the matter, continuing her activities as usual; Jiang Dasheng’s death was of no concern to her.
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