He fed her a pill, lay down on the outside of the bed, and held her in his arms.

Holding her, he seemed to own the whole world again.

The next morning.

Mu Lianshen opened his eyes, lowered his head and kissed Fu Jingshu's forehead, "Shushu...good morning..."

He looked at her expectantly as her eyelashes fluttered.

Expecting to see her open her eyes again.

Fu Jingshu did not disappoint him. This time she opened her eyes more smoothly than yesterday. Her eyes were dazed and confused. Mu Lianshen hugged her excitedly.

It was not a dream, his Shushu really woke up.

At first her vision was blurry, she closed her eyes and opened them again, and after several attempts, her eyes began to focus and she could see something.

Mu Lianshen let her go of his arms and her eyes fell on his face.

So this is what the chatterbox looks like.

So familiar, yet so strange...

It’s ugly too.

Mu Lianshen, who had been paying attention to her, saw that she was staring at him, and her eyes were no longer lifeless.

He was so happy that his voice was filled with tears: "Shushu, you can see me now, right?"

Fu Jingshu opened her mouth and uttered an "ah."

Hearing her voice again, Mu Lianshen wanted to laugh, but his eyes turned red.

"Don't be in a hurry, take your time. Are you thirsty? I'll get you a glass of water."

Having learned from yesterday's lesson, Mu Lianshen did not feed her with the cup. Instead, he took a sip himself and passed the water to her mouth-to-mouth.

After drinking a glass of water, Fu Jingshu's face became even redder.

Mu Lianshen lowered his head and touched her forehead, and said in a hoarse voice: "Shushu... you can finally see me. I have thought about you for half my life."

Fu Jingshu blinked.

"Dad...are you awake?"

He wiped his face to calm down his emotions, and forced a smile at her: "Wake up..."

He stood up and opened the door, "Your mother is awake too..."

Fu Xiao was about to ask when his eyes lit up and he rushed into the house.

Fu Shaoyu, Shen Xingzhou, and Fu Hong behind him slowly walked to the bedside and stood there.

Fu Xiao lay on the pillow beside Fu Jingshu and stared at her. "Mom, I'm An An, your daughter."

Fu Jingshu looked at this pitiful little girl. She was so beautiful. To be able to give birth to such a pretty daughter, she must be pretty good-looking.

She tried very hard to force a smile, but her facial muscles seemed to be out of control.

Fu Xiao smiled and kissed her on the cheek, "Mom, it's okay, don't worry, it will get better day by day..."

She pulled Fu Shaoyu over and said, "Mom, this is my brother, your son. We are twins... don't we look alike..."

Pulling Fu Hong over and preparing to introduce him to her, Fu Hong bared his teeth and said, "Aunt, I'm Fu Hong, your nephew."

Fu Xiao pulled Shen Xingzhou to stand in front of her, “This is Shen Xingzhou, your son-in-law,”

When Fu Jingshu heard this, she blinked twice and felt a little depressed.

She hasn’t even held her chubby daughter yet, how can she be considered an adult?

Fu Xiao took a cup from Shen Xingzhou, “Mom, there is a straw on this cup, I made you some ginseng water, you try it…”

Fu Jingshu took a sip from the straw and winked at Mu Lianshen, saying, "You don't have to feed me with your mouth anymore."

Mu Lianshen inexplicably understood the look in her eyes.

He laughed and shook his head.

He looked at them and said, "You guys go out and have breakfast. I'll change your mother's clothes."

Fu Xiao looked at him and said, "Dad, it's a little cold this morning. Let's take Mom out for a walk when the sun warms up at noon."

"Well, don't worry,"

Walking out of the room, Fu Shaoyu sighed softly: "She seems to have forgotten..."

His eyes are so clear that he doesn't look like an adult.

Fu Xiao smiled and patted his shoulder. "It's not that she doesn't remember, she just hasn't fully recovered yet. She just woke up, and she will get better and better... Brother, don't worry, Mom doesn't have brain damage, she just slept for too long..."

Fu Shaoyu smiled and nodded.

She is right. Fu Jingshu is indeed getting better.

After two days, she was able to turn her head by herself.

It's another early morning.

Mu Lianshen opened his eyes and immediately looked down at Fu Jingshu in his arms.

Seeing that she had opened her eyes, he chuckled, with a hint of laughter in his deep voice, "Morning, Shushu..."

Fu Jingshu winked at him, indicating that she wanted to go to the bathroom.

"Got it, I'll take you there right away,"

After cleaning her up, Mu Lianshen dressed her and pushed her out in a wheelchair.

Fu Xiao, who was sitting at the dining table, used Lingquan water to make a cup of milk for Fu Jingshu and put it in her cup with a straw. "Mom, drink some milk,"

Sitting back at the table, she looked at Fu Shaoyu and said, "Brother, pay Aunt Chen her salary later and let them go home for the New Year."

"Um..."

Fu Shaoyu withdrew his gaze from Fu Jingshu and nodded in response.

“Give me more…”

"I know..."

Fu Xiao looked at them and said, "After dinner, Dad, you stay at home with Mom. Brother, you and the second brother go buy some red paper. We will write the couplets ourselves, as well as red lanterns and other things. Shen Xingzhou and I will go buy meat and vegetables..."

Fu Shaoyu raised his eyes and looked at her, "Do you want Aunt Chen to come over on New Year's Eve?"

"No, we'll make the New Year's Eve dinner ourselves..."

He was a little confused: "My cooking skills are limited..."

"It's okay, I'm a good cook..."

Mu Lianshen took a handkerchief and wiped Fu Jingshu's mouth, then said, "I can cook, too."

"Shushu likes the lard noodles I make the most..."

He looked at Fu Jingshu and asked with a smile: "Is that right?"

Fu Jingshu frowned and opened her mouth to make a sound. Seeing her like this, everyone stared at her nervously.

After uttering a few syllables, she finally managed to utter two words: "Unpalatable..."

Mu Lianshen’s smile froze on his face.

“Puchi...hahaha....” Fu Hong couldn’t help but laughed out loud.

Fu Shaoyu also laughed a little.

Mu Lianshen looked a little unnatural and he rubbed his nose awkwardly.

Fu Xiao grabbed Fu Jingshu's hand and said, "Mom, do you remember?"

Fu Jingshu shook her head.

"Ah, this..." Fu Xiao looked at Mu Lianshen subtly, "Dad, Mom doesn't remember, but subconsciously she thinks it tastes bad, so the noodles you made must be really bad..."

After her explanation, even Shen Xingzhou, who had just held back, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Mu Lianshen felt that the laughter was a bit harsh, but seeing Fu Jingshu also smiling, he raised his hand and rubbed her hair.

"My cooking is really not that good. When we were together, you cooked more...Shushu, I like the dumplings you make the most."

Hearing him say this, some vague fragments flashed through Fu Jingshu's mind.