Mu Qing didn't know what the people in the house were saying, but she could guess a little.
The couple strolled around the villa with several elders. In fact, Mu Qing was not familiar with Fengchen Villa. She had not lived there for long, and the villa was too big and it was easy to get lost.
Mrs. Lan usually stays in her room most of the time and rarely goes out. Lan Zheng doesn't dare let his mother go out for fear of accidents.
Because the amount of exercise was small, Mrs. Lan felt tired after walking for a while.
"Qingqing, I want to rest."
Mrs. Lan's voice was soft and she sounded a little pitiful.
"Then take a break."
Mu Qing said considerately, "Mom, let me help you hold the doll."
As she said this, she wanted to take the doll from her mother's arms.
Mrs. Lan said hurriedly, "No, the baby is asleep. I won't feel tired holding her. She's well-behaved, so just let me hold her and sleep."
Mu Qing was silent for a moment, then smiled again, "Okay, you hold her. When you get tired, let me help you."
Mrs. Lan nodded and said as she walked, "Qingqing, when I heard your father talking about how he found you in the house, I got scared. I was afraid that my baby would be lost too. Those bad guys always want to snatch my baby away. I'm so scared. I can only feel at ease if I hold my baby in my arms all the time."
"Did Mom hear all this?"
"I understand, but I'm just confused. Why would my husband kneel down with you and kowtow to your parents to thank them for finding you? What's your relationship with my husband? Did my husband have a lost sister? I've been married to him for so long, and I've never heard of that."
Mu Qing and Jun Bo looked at each other.
Ye Junbo said in a gentle voice: "Let's go to the waterside pavilion in front and rest for a while."
The water pavilion is built on a large lotus pond. There are curtains around the pavilion. When the curtains are lowered, the sunlight cannot be reflected in, which serves as a sunshade.
When you pull up the curtain, you will see vast expanses of lotus flowers.
Summer is the season when lotus flowers bloom.
Sit here to enjoy the fragrant tea and admire the lotus, and you will feel relaxed and comfortable.
Mu Qing had no time to admire the lotus flowers. After sitting down, she gently asked Mrs. Lan, "Mom, when you heard my dad talk about finding me, did anything come to your mind? For example, the thing you're holding isn't your baby, it's a doll. The husband you're talking about isn't your husband, but your son. I'm not your adopted daughter, but your biological daughter."
Mrs. Lan was stunned.
Everyone looked at her.
"No! My baby is still here, my baby is with me, she is my daughter! Lan Rui is not my son, he is my husband, my son's name is..." Mrs. Lan suddenly became confused.
Her son's name was also Lan Rui, but the two names had the same pronunciation. She remembered that when they were named, the two names had different pronunciations. But if her son wasn't called Lan Rui, what else could he be called? She couldn't remember and was confused.
Because in the past, there was always a voice in her ear saying over and over again: "Your son's name is Lan Rui, and your daughter's name is Lan Qing."
"Mom, think carefully, what is your son's name? What characteristics does your daughter have?"
"My son's name is... what's his name? What's his name? I suddenly can't remember it. It's different from his father's. Different..."
Mrs. Lan was anxious.
She said anxiously, "There's a mole the size of a mung bean behind my daughter's left ear. Is it on the left or right ear? It's the left ear, yes, it's the left ear."
"Let me see if my baby's mole is still there."
She went to look at the back of the doll's ear, and found that there was naturally no mole there.
"Where's the mole? Where's my baby's mole?"
"Mom, look at my mole."
Mu Qing leaned forward and let Mrs. Lan see the mole behind her ear.
Mrs. Lan looked at it, touched it, and murmured to herself, "What a coincidence! Your name is Qingqing, and you call me Mom. I really like hearing you call me Mom. I always feel like we are mother and daughter. But we are almost the same age, and my Qingqing's mole has grown here. What a coincidence."
"Mom, I am your daughter, your biological daughter, your Qingqing!"
Mu Qing tried to wake her mother up but failed. She couldn't help but hug her mother and cry.
"Qingqing."
Zhang Guifeng wanted to comfort her daughter, but she stopped when she saw her son-in-law gently patting her daughter's back.
"Qingqing... Qingqing, my daughter. Yes, Qingqing is my daughter."
Mrs. Lan pushed Mu Qing away, hugged the doll tightly, stood up, and walked back and forth in the pavilion, constantly making "oh" sounds to coax the doll.
This situation made everyone feel sad, and they didn't know when Mrs. Lan would wake up.
Grandma Mu wiped her eyes and said to her husband, "Old man, let's go back to the house."
She then said to Ye Junbo: "Junbo, grandpa and grandma are old and need a nap at noon. Let's go back to the house and take a short rest."
When you get older, you tend to feel sad and cry easily.
The old man really couldn't bear to look at Mrs. Lan going crazy anymore.
Ye Junbo immediately took out his cell phone and called Ning Bo, asking Ning Bo to arrange rooms for the two elderly people and send someone to take them back to the house to prevent them from getting lost.
There are many servants in Fengchen Villa.
Not long after Ye Junbo finished calling Ning Bo, a servant who was nearby came over.
"Junbo, Qingqing, mom and dad should go and have some rest. They left home too early this morning."
Zhang Guifeng also didn't want to stay and wanted Mu Qing to spend more time with her biological mother.
With her around, Mu Qing had to take her feelings into consideration.
Before meeting Mrs. Lan, Zhang Guifeng thought that her daughter, whom she had raised for more than twenty years, would definitely be jealous and upset if one day she left her and returned to her biological parents.
After meeting Mrs. Lan, she no longer had such thoughts. She just hoped that Mrs. Lan could wake up sooner and truly recognize Mu Qing. They didn't have to be like this now. Even though Mu Qing called her mom, Mrs. Lan still regarded the foreign baby as her daughter in her heart.
Before leaving, Zhang Guifeng advised her daughter, "Qingqing, don't be too anxious. Your mother has been crazy for over twenty years. You can't just spend a few days with her and expect her to remember. Take it slowly, little by little, and guide her to recall the past. If she's in so much pain that she subconsciously doesn't want to recall it, don't force her."
"It's going to be alright! Everything's going to be alright!"
Mu Qing nodded with tears in her eyes.
She was very anxious and wanted her mother to wake up immediately.
The Mu family followed the servant.
"ah!"
Suddenly, Mrs. Lan screamed.
"mom."
"mom."
Mu Qing and his wife walked quickly to Mrs. Lan.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
Mu Qing saw that Mrs. Lan’s face was pale and the doll that she regarded as a treasure fell to the ground. Her hands and feet were shaking.
It feels cool to the touch.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Mu Qing was terrified.
She was about to ask Junbo to call his brother when Mrs. Lan suddenly cried out, "Baby, my baby is gone. A bitch took her away. My daughter..."
The next moment, she ran out madly.
"Baby, my baby, give the baby back to me! Baby, baby..."
Mrs. Lan ran around frantically, calling for her baby.
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