The moment the lock was opened, Yang Xiaobei believed that he was really married. He was really married to Jiang Shushu. Wasn't Jiang Shushu teasing him?
"Daughter-in-law...daughter-in-law?" Jiang Shushu calls me husband and I call her daughter-in-law. Shouldn't that be the address?
"What's wrong?"
Yang Xiaobei was very happy when he saw Jiang Shushu respond to him: Fortunately, I guessed right.
"Haha... nothing? I just have a headache today. What year, month and day is it today? I can't remember it for the moment." He had to figure out what time it was first. This matter was too outrageous.
"January 18, 1972."
Yang Xiaobei panicked. "January 18, 1972! Holy crap! I've suddenly arrived two years in the future!" Did something happen to me, causing me to lose my memory, and now it's suddenly back, but I've forgotten everything that happened in the past two years? If I tell Jiang Shushu I've lost my memory, I wonder if she'll believe me. "No, no, let's see first."
Yang Xiaobei smiled awkwardly, "Oh, I remember, I remember." Yang Xiaobei was afraid that Jiang Shushu would ask something else, so he quickly changed the subject, "Let's go in!" After saying that, he walked into the house.
"Then I'll go cook noodles. You take a rest first."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work...wife."
While Jiang Shushu was in the kitchen cooking, Yang Xiaobei immediately rushed into the house and checked around. When he saw that the calendar was indeed marked as January 18, 1972, Yang Xiaobei was still shocked.
When Yang Xiaobei entered a room and looked at the furnishings inside, he knew without a doubt that this was his and Jiang Shushu's room, because there was a large wedding photo on the bedside.
In the photo, Yang Xiaobei is wearing a military uniform and Jiang Shushu is wearing a red dress. They look at each other affectionately and smile very happily.
Yang Xiaobei opened the wardrobe. His clothes were on the left and Jiang Shushu's clothes were on the right. Judging from the arrangement, who would believe that they were not a real couple?
Yang Xiaobei scratched his hair, swallowed, thought about it for a few minutes, and then accepted it.
Since we're married, even though I've lost my memory, I have to take responsibility. I've lost my memory now, and I need to find a chance to tell my wife, otherwise I'll be blinded and lose everything. You said I can eat and sleep, and I'm not sick, so how could I have lost my memory? Losing my memory is fine, but why can't I forget other things? He's forgotten his wife.
Yang Xiaobei left the room and went to the kitchen. Seeing Jiang Shushu rolling noodles, he hurried over to help, "Wife, I'll help."
Jiang Shushu smiled gently, "No, I'll do it. Hasn't your bureau been overwhelmed with cases lately? You've been working overtime every day. Today, you finally got off work early and came to pick me up after get off work. You've been working very hard. I'll make these noodles. You take a rest. I'll call you when I'm done."
When Yang Xiaobei heard Jiang Shushu say this, he felt warm in his heart. For the first time, Yang Xiaobei felt the warmth of his own home.
"I'm not tired. Then you roll the noodles and I'll cut the tomatoes and fry the eggs. You're tired from work too. Let's do it together. Hurry up."
"Okay, thank you, husband."
"You're welcome. It's my pleasure."
The noodles were cooked quickly. While eating the noodles, Yang Xiaobei secretly observed Jiang Shushu, thinking about how to tell Jiang Shushu that he had lost his memory.
"What's wrong, husband? Why are you so quiet today? Usually you always tell me interesting stories about your workplace."
"Um, wife, where are your parents?"
Jiang Shushu frowned, a somewhat strange expression on his face. "In Jiangjia Village, it's boring to live here. He said he wanted to go back to the village for a while to connect with the villagers and chat. Don't you know that?"
"Wife, I have to tell you something. Now that you know it, don't worry." I have to say that I have lost my memory. I am in the dark now. I don't even know what to do when I go to work tomorrow.
"You say? I'm not in a hurry."
"I fell at work today and it hit my head, and I forgot everything that happened in the past two years."
Jiang Shushu was shocked and stood up immediately. "What? Are you okay? Have you seen a doctor? You have lost your memory? Do you still remember me?"
"I'm fine. I'm in good health. I remember you. We met on..." Yang Xiaobei briefly recounted his experiences with Jiang Shushu. "I only remember what happened before January 18, 1970. I've forgotten everything that happened after that. Now I can't recall it no matter how hard I try."
"No wonder you were so strange today, asking all sorts of questions. Turns out you just didn't remember. Woo woo woo..."
Seeing Jiang Shushu crying, Yang Xiaobei quickly stepped forward to wipe her tears, "Wife... Wife, don't cry, let's talk it over. Maybe I'll remember it in a couple of days."
"I'll take you to see a doctor. I'm worried." Jiang Shushu took Yang Xiaobei to the hospital overnight.
Then on the way to the hospital, several people greeted Yang Xiaobei and Jiang Shushu.
"Yang Gongan, take your wife shopping! You two have been married for two years, and your relationship is still so good."
"Shushu, are you taking your husband out shopping again?"
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Among them were people Yang Xiaobei knew, which made Yang Xiaobei more convinced that he had lost his memory, so Yang Xiaobei was more willing to cooperate in seeing a doctor.
In the hospital, three hours later, Yang Xiaobei and Jiang Shushu nervously looked at the doctor who was looking through the documents.
The doctor frowned. "The patient is perfectly healthy. As for why he's lost his memory?... (I don't know. How can I explain this? He's as strong as a bull, so why has he lost his memory?) Well... maybe a nerve was stimulated, causing temporary selective amnesia. Go home, eat well, relax, and maybe he'll recover on his own in a few days, or even months. Of course, it's also possible that he won't recover at all."
Yang Xiaobei and Jiang Shushu returned home.
Yang Xiaobei, "Wife, can you tell me about what happened in the past two years? Maybe I'll remember it as you talk."
"Okay..." Jiang Shushu told Yang Xiaobei in detail about their mutual appreciation, love, marriage, and married life. He described the whole process in great detail.
Yang Xiaobei listened very carefully. Even if he hadn't forgotten, Yang Xiaobei felt particularly warm just listening to Jiang Shushu's talk. Because this life was just as he imagined, with a gentle and considerate daughter-in-law, and the two of them making progress together, supporting each other, and caring for each other...
Jiang Shushu looked at Yang Xiaobei with concern, caution, and a hint of hope: "Honey, do you remember? Do you have any impression?"
Although Yang Xiaobei didn't want to see Jiang Shushu's disappointed expression, he still shook his head and said, "I don't remember it."
Jiang Shushu grabbed Yang Xiaobei's hand and encouraged him, "It's okay. Let's take it slow. I believe you'll remember it."
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