Indulgent Husband and Sweet Wife

Boat……

Boat……

Ai Changhuan thought hard, trying to think of something, but the images that flashed through her mind were too fast and blurry, and she couldn't grasp anything useful at all, so she could only frown.

Han Ji came over with two buckets full of water. Seeing Ai Changhuan staring at the river with a frown, he said, "What are you doing? There are too many mosquitoes here, so you plan to kill two of them between your eyebrows?"

Ai Changhuan pointed to the boat on the river and said, "I have an impression of that. I must have been on a boat before, and some very important things happened on it."

"Oh?" Han Ji put down the bucket and looked back. After a few glances, he immediately shook his head and said, "No way, we have never been on this kind of sand transporting ship. You must have remembered it wrong."

"I didn't say it was a sand transporting ship, maybe it was some other ship, such as a cruise ship, a yacht or something." Ai Changhuan believed in his intuition, it must be right.

Han Ji had no choice but to say: "Well, if you say you have sat down, you have sat down. Since you have started to remember things, go to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow. Maybe you can remember it faster."

Han Ji had said this two or three times, and Ai Changhuan responded impatiently: "I know, I will go. Don't be lazy and work quickly!"

Han Ji had no choice but to accept his fate and start working.

Ai Changhuan worked for a while and found that she became more and more proficient at it, and she could distinguish many vegetable seedlings that looked similar at a glance. The doubts in her heart became deeper and deeper, so she turned to ask Han Ji: "In my home Am I very poor, so I often do farm work?”

"How is that possible? Your family comes from a military family, and you are also a lawyer yourself. You have a good income and a well-off family, which is only a little bit worse than mine." Han Ji told everything he knew about Ai Changhuan. Come out, the reason why he didn't just make it up was because he was afraid that Ai Changhuan would suddenly think of something. If he couldn't tell the lie, it would expose the flaw and arouse Ai Changhuan's suspicion, so it was better to tell the truth from the beginning, as long as she didn't think of Lu Zhanke Whatever happens is fine.

"Then why do I do this?" Ai Changhuan was still puzzled.

Han Ji said: "Who knows, maybe you planted vegetables before when you and your classmates and colleagues went out to the farmhouse."

"Really?" Ai Changhuan frowned and thought for a while, but couldn't think of anything and had to give up.

After working hard all afternoon, only a few people finished their work when the sun was about to go down.

Ai Changhuan slapped her sore waist, feeling more and more that it was not easy for Grandma Ye. If it weren't for her and Han Ji's help, Grandma Ye would have to do all this work alone. She is already so old, and she will definitely be worse than them. Be tired.

When they got home, Ai Changhuan was too tired to move, but when she thought about preparing dinner for them, she had to get up and walk to the kitchen with difficulty.

At this moment, there was a knock on the courtyard door, and it was Xiao Pang'er's grandma who brought Xiao Pang'er over to say thank you. She also prepared three large bowls of egg noodles and meat cake soup, saying she wanted to thank Han Ji for saving Xiao Pang'er.

Grandma pushed Little Fatty forward and asked him to express his gratitude to Han Ji and Ai Changhuan. Little Fatty whispered thank you, and then quickly hid behind Grandma.

Han Ji quickly said no, no, then asked about Fatty's physical condition, and finally checked him to make sure there was no big problem before he felt relieved.

Ai Changhuan asked quietly: "Are you a pediatrician?"

Han Ji said: "I have been in the emergency department for three years. I can do everything. How about it? Do you think I am very powerful and great? So have you fallen in love with me?"

Ai Changhuan wished he could roll his eyes to the sky: "How can you die if you are not narcissistic? Get out!"

So Han Ji quickly went to wash his hands and get ready to eat.

Grandma Ye and Little Fatty's grandma were chatting about their daily life, and Little Fatty kept staring at Ai Changhuan. When Ai Changhuan looked over, he hid in his grandma's arms again. This happened several times, and Ai Changhuan Huan finally couldn't help it anymore and asked: "Little Fatty, why do you keep looking at me?"

The little fat boy blushed and stammered: "I...I know you, sister. I have seen you..."

"Ah?" Ai Changhuan was a little confused, "Do you know me? Have you seen me before?"

The little fat boy nodded vigorously and said, "Well, yes... I've seen it..."

Although he was a five or six-year-old child and what he said was not very credible, Ai Changhuan now really wanted to know what she was like before, so she quickly asked: "Then where have you seen me? What? How long ago?"

The little fat boy tilted his head and said, "Yes... Mom and Dad... met... a long time ago... in that place..."

What he said did not match his words, and Ai Changhuan was confused: "What? What parents?"

At this time, grandma heard their conversation and mistakenly thought that the little fat boy missed his parents, so she said: "The little fat boy's parents have been busy with work recently, so they let him come here to play during the summer vacation. The child probably He’s scared, so I’ll ask him to call his parents when he gets back in the evening, and the next time the child’s parents come over, they must come and say thank you.”

"You're too polite..." Ai Changhuan hurriedly greeted him. Seeing that Fatty was still looking at him, he asked again, "Where did Fatty go to school before?"

Xiaopang'er said that he had seen her, and he must have seen her before coming here, because Han Ji said that she fell into a coma on the first day she arrived here, and then she was lying at home, so he could not have seen her here. Although there is little hope, let’s ask again.

Little Fatty's grandma said: "His parents are both in the army in City B. Little Fatty has been living there before and went to school there."

"City B? Army?" Ai Changhuan frowned. He couldn't remember how he could have been to City B, let alone the army. Could it be that his family members were stationed in City B, so he followed?

At this point, she finally remembered that she should call home. Wouldn't everything be clear this way? She had been led by Han Ji before, so she didn't even think about it.

Just in case, she added: "What are the names of the little fat boy's parents? Maybe I know them."

The little fat boy's grandma said: "His father's name is Pei Li, his mother's name is Yang Anxin, and the little fat boy's name is Pei Weizhi."

"Pei Pei? Yang Anxin?" These two names gave Ai Changhuan a sense of déjà vu, as if he had actually seen them before, but he couldn't remember more of them.

Later, after Xiaopang'er and his grandma left, Ai Changhuan asked Han Ji about her family and said she would call home, but Han Ji told her a very bad news.

"I'm sorry Chang Huan, I haven't mentioned anything about your family to you because you have no family anymore. Both of your parents died when you were young, and your only relative, your grandfather, also passed away three years ago, but it doesn't matter. I am your family from now on."

"What? All my relatives have passed away? Grandpa..." Thinking of her grandfather, Ai Changhuan's head couldn't help but feel a dull pain. A certain string in her mind kept tightening, as if it was about to break in the next second. She couldn't help but reach out. He held his head and frowned more and more tightly, "Impossible, how is this possible? You must be lying to me, right?"

"Chang Huan, you only have temporary amnesia, not permanent forgetfulness. You will still remember many things after a while. Do you think it is necessary for me to lie to you? And I will never make fun of other people's families!" Han Ji sighed and said, "Although you don't know me very well yet, judging from our interactions today, do you think I am that kind of person? Chang Huan, you doubt me like this, which makes me very sad and disappointed..."

"I..." When Han Ji said this, Ai Changhuan also felt some inexplicable self-blame. Thinking of Han Ji's attitude today, she also felt that he did not seem like the kind of person who deliberately concealed himself. On the contrary, he had always been very positive. To help him recover his memory, could it be that he really thought too much and misunderstood him?

"Okay, stop talking. If you really don't believe me, I have nothing to say. Good night." Han Ji left with a hurt look on his face.

That night, Ai Changhuan tossed and turned. After finally falling asleep, she had many strange dreams. In the dream, there was a man in military uniform chasing her and getting hurt because of her. After a while, she dreamed again. She was growing vegetables and doing farm work in the fields, and was extremely tired. Later, there were gunshots, and with a bang, the bullet seemed to hit her body. She couldn't help but tremble, and then she quickly sat up from the bed. , her heart was still pounding wildly, and she reached out to touch her forehead, but her hands were covered in cold sweat.

She raised her eyes and looked out the window. It was already dawn. She moved her legs to get out of bed, but found that her legs were sore and weak. It was extremely difficult to even lift them up. She was probably overworked yesterday, so her body was a little overwhelmed.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and Han Ji's voice sounded outside the door: "Chang Huan, are you awake?"

Ai Changhuan originally didn't want to talk to him, but when she thought about her misunderstanding of him yesterday, she couldn't bear it, so she responded: "Get up, wait a moment."

She quickly got out of bed, got dressed, and then went to open the door for Han Ji.

"Why so early?" Han Ji said: "You forgot, you promised me to go for a check-up today. I'll be relieved if I do it early."

It turned out that it was for herself. Ai Changhuan felt a little sorry. She treated him so yesterday, but he didn't hold any grudge at all and even cared about his body. Could it be said that he was really a good person?

Seeing Ai Changhuan staring at him, Han Ji couldn't help but shuddered again and said, "Why, do you think I'm so handsome today that you can't take your eyes away? Honestly, have you ever looked back?" Fall in love with me?"

Ai Changhuan curled up her lips and said coldly: "Actually, I have never loved you, have I?"