study.
After being seated, Severe Han said, "I discussed with Yinyin that I want to take Xiaobao home. Although the family knows that he is safe and sound, they still miss seeing him in a hurry."
This is human nature.
Even if Wen Jingyu is reluctant to give up, there is no reason to stop.
Nodding, he said: "Xiao Bao has now completely trusted and accepted you. It will be sooner or later to restore his memory. It is only good for him to go back to his past life."
"Thank you." This thank you, Sternly Han said sincerely.
"Thank you for taking care of Xiao Bao."
"Mr. Yan is serious."
Coming out of the study, Shang Yinran looked at Severe Han immediately, and she was relieved when she saw him nodding.
Holding Meng Baozi's little fleshy hand, she asked softly: "Little Bao, will mom and dad take you home, okay?"
Meng Baozi was startled first, then recovered and nodded gently.
Shang Yin was overjoyed and hugged him, "Xiao Bao, thank you."
Thank you for coming back safely.
In Shang Yinran's arms, Meng Baozi looked at Wen Jingyu and saw him nodding to himself.
He looked at Wen Junshi again, her eyes were red, and she looked at herself sadly.
With a tight heart, Meng Baozi gently withdrew from Shang Yinran's embrace and walked towards Wen Junshi.
Holding her finger, he said, "Shishi, I will come back to see you."
Wen Junshi nodded, tears falling.
Meng Baozi reached out her hand to wipe away her tears, and tasted it in her mouth.
Shishi's tears are the taste, he must remember.
"Don't cry."
"Ok."
"Mr. Yan." Turning to Severe Cold, Wen Jingyu said, "I want to take a small bag to the army in the afternoon."
"it is good."
Along the way, Wen Jingyu drove, Meng Baozi sat in the child safety seat in the back seat and looked out the car window.
Today is the day when the Juvenile Fighting Group is leaving, Wen Jingyu specially brought Meng Baozi over.
Feng Ao liked Meng Baozi very much, and asked Wen Jingyu to bring him over, and part of it was his request.
"child."
Walked to Meng Baozi and stood still, Feng Ao took off his wristband and handed it to him, "This is for you."
Meng Baozi took it and pinched it in the palm of his hand.
"My child, we will definitely meet again in the future. You have to become stronger."
Meng Baozi gritted his teeth and nodded solemnly.
Feng Ao smiled and squeezed his shoulder, "That's good, it's an appointment, next time, don't be knocked down by me so easily."
"Ok!"
Feng Ao finally embraced Meng Baozi, in the way of a man.
They are still young, and they have established a special friendship.
The juvenile fighting group left, Wen Jingyu bid farewell to their instructors and walked towards Meng Baozi.
"Little Bao, let's go."
Meng Baozi nodded and put the wristband in his pocket.
Wen Jingyu guessed that it should be something Feng Ao gave him, and smiled thoughtfully.
Three days later, Ancheng.
Old Mrs. Yan and Yan Yuxi knew that Meng Baozi was back today, and they have been looking forward to it since the morning.
The next moment, Xiao Dong’s excited voice came: "Old lady, madam, we are back!"
"I'm back?" The old lady Yan glanced at Yan Yuxi, looking towards the door.
The next second, Severe Han walked in with a meat dumpling.
"packet!"
The voice was trembling, Yan Yuxi shed tears, and the old lady Yan did the same.
Severe Han put Meng Baozi on the ground, and Meng Baozi walked towards the two of them.
"packet."
Old Mrs. Yan took Meng Baozi into her arms.
It belongs to the elderly alone, the kind of special taste.
Meng Baozi remembered this feeling and whispered: "Grandma."
"Hey!" Old Madam Yan answered, touching Meng Baozi's little face, "My good boy."
Finally went home.
Shang Yinran leaned against the severe cold arms. He hugged her and looked at the scene in front of him, and he was deeply moved.
In the evening, Aunt Gui specially made Meng Baozi, his favorite meat bun.
It's completely different from what Wen Jia's kitchen aunt does.
Meng Baozi ate this meat bun and couldn't help eating one more.
The taste is also familiar.
After dinner, Shang Yinran took Meng Baozi back to his room.
Give him a shower and take him to bed.
Covering him with the quilt, Shang Yinran sat on the edge of the bed, bowed his head and kissed his forehead.
"Go to sleep."
Meng Baozi looked at her without closing her eyes immediately.
Shang Yinran touched his little face and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Mom." Suddenly, Meng Baozi called.
Shang Yin was stunned.
"Mom." He yelled again, and stretched out his little hand from the quilt to hold Shang Yinran's little finger.
Shang Yinran held back his tears and nodded: "Yeah."
Meng Baozi closed her eyes, still holding her fingers in her hand.
I don't know how long it took, Xiao Qing snored.
He slept warmly, his small mouth opened slightly.
Shang Yin's heart softened as he watched, and he lowered his head and kissed his cheek, nose and forehead repeatedly.
Living room downstairs.
"I looked, why does Xiao Bao seem to be a little different?" Yan Yuxi asked Yan Lihan worriedly, "It seems that his personality has changed and he is not so lively."
"That's it after he lost his memory." Stern Han said in a deep voice.
Yan Yuxi sighed and took old lady Yan's hand, "I thought Meng Baozi is not like Li Han at all, I didn't expect it."
Old Mrs. Yan smiled and said, "No, it's completely the same as Li Han now."
"What's the same?" Fu Mingrui raised his eyebrows, "What's the same as Li Han."
Yan Yuxi glanced at Yan Lihan, and said with a smile: "Little old man, Li Han was like a little old man when he was a child. In the past, the cute bun was not like him. Now, hey."