uh-huh?
"What kind of treasure is it?"
The little guy pouted: "Actually, it wasn't really a treasure trove. It was just lots and lots of paper, and there was a talking black thing. My uncle seemed really nervous."
Forehead?
What is Ye Yuechen nervous about?
Was it dug up from under the Ye family's land?
My brother and husband suddenly disappeared from the living room just now?
So, what is the relationship between all of these things? Or rather, what exactly was uncovered?
What's on those papers?
A series of questions suddenly popped into my mind, and I finally understood why my son looked like a thief.
It seems that what was dug up was definitely not ordinary.
"How did you know it was something that could talk? Did your uncle tell you?"
The little boy shook his head: "No, Tuanzi heard it. Someone was talking, and Uncle heard it too."
Ye Yuechen was unaware that her nephew possessed extraordinary memories, so she assumed that the child was completely ignorant.
Little did they know, the child couldn't understand, but the mother could.
Immediately, the little man recited the entire dialogue, almost word for word.
Upon hearing this, Ye Wanying frowned immediately: "Baby, is that all?"
"Okay, that's all."
Unfortunately, I couldn't tell who the second master was. It would have been better if the recording was longer.
But how did these things end up underground in the Ye family garden?
Ye Wanying never dreamed that the reason that thing existed was not only because of her own brother, but also because of her own mother.
It just so happens.
Ling Jin had been flipping through old photos all afternoon when she suddenly remembered something. She sat up abruptly, startling Xiao Jiu, who was reading a book beside her.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
Having nightmares?
Ling Jin felt very flustered and anxious. She finally remembered that matter, but it was getting late and Xiao Jiu was still at home.
"It's nothing, Mom just suddenly remembered something."
Is it important?
Ling Jin nodded: "Yes, it's very important."
"Is Mom going out?"
When her son asked her this question, Ling Jin finally nodded: "It's very, very important. Mom has to go out for a bit. Xiao Jiu, can you stay home alone for a while?"
"Okay, then Mom, you must come back tonight."
"Of course, Mom will definitely come back."
Xiao Jiu nodded, then picked up the coat from the side: "It's cold, wear this out. Come on, Xiao Jiu will see Mom to the door."
Oh, my son is so sensible.
This moved Ling Jin deeply, and she couldn't help but reach out and pat her son's head: "Xiao Jiu, don't be too sensible. It breaks my heart to see you like this. Wouldn't it be better if you were just like other children?"
Xiao Jiu paused, looking somewhat troubled: "Mom, it's a personality issue. There's nothing I can do about it!"
Besides, what's wrong with a son caring for his mother?
Why....
Ling Jin sighed again.
"Mom, you don't need to worry about me. Aren't we going out? It'll be getting late soon."
"Okay, I'm going out now. Don't wander around the house."
"good!"
Xiao Jiu really did take Ling Jin to the entrance of the residential area before going home, and on the way, she coincidentally ran into her biological father.
"Xiaojiu!"
Although he really didn't want to agree, he was still his father after all: "Dad," he called out softly.
The man stepped forward: "Xiao Jiu, it must be tough living with your mother, right? Go back to the Guan family and live with your father."
Ha, live with you?
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