A Yue is already a veteran, and there is no way to tell the difference between the two of them thinking about Song Cian.

But the people in the tribe are cruel and ruthless, so they will not be their opponents.

She was worried about both of them.

"They will be fine, you don't have to worry."

Wen Xun saw the worry in his wife's eyes and comforted her softly.

A Yue could only sigh heavily, knowing that she couldn't persuade the two of them, so she didn't say much.

...

Song Ci'an has been in the village elementary school for almost half a semester.

I teach students every day, and when there is no class, I go to Lao Li’s health station to help.

Life is fulfilling, but sometimes some fragments flash in my mind.

Although she can't remember who she is yet to remember, she is no longer discouraged.

Thinking about it, maybe one day I will remember it all.

You can't be too hasty.

When I returned home today, a stranger came to the yard.

Just as he was chatting with Zhang Bimei, the man who saw her entering the door quickly got up and walked towards her quickly.

Say hello warmly.

"This is An An, you are so beautiful. No wonder the young man from the village next door never forgets him when he sees him."

The stranger said something strange that made Song Ci look at Zhang Bimei inexplicably.

Zhang Bimei quickly pulled the person away.

"Aunt Wang, you're scared An An. Besides, I haven't agreed to what you mentioned just now."

"Why can't you just say it? That young man is good at everything. His family is one of the best in the village and has rich and status. An An will never suffer any loss if he follows him."

When Song Cian heard this, he understood.

It turned out that Aunt Wang was here to explain to her partner.

"I have said everything. An An doesn't plan to get married yet, so you don't have to persuade him anymore."

Zhang Bimei's answer is still the same.

No matter how rich and status the other party is, her daughter cannot get married.

She knew that Song Cian was now amnesia.

But she is not Song Ci'an's real parents, so there is no reason to decide on Song Ci'an's lifelong event.

Except for Song Cian who told herself one day that she had a sweetheart and a plan to get married, she let it go.

"It's not that you want to marry you. I'm asking An An again. What if An An is willing?"

Aunt Wang said to herself, looking like she was determined to win.

I think Song Cian has never seen any world and is rare to meet someone with such good conditions, so I should consider it.

And Song Cian is an exception to her stereotype.

"Thank you, Aunt Wang. As my mother said just now, I have no plans to get married yet."

Song Ci'an expressed his opinion.

As for this, Aunt Wang said nothing more and could only leave without any excitement.

"When will Aunt Wang take care of such idiots?"

This incident made Zhang Bimei not very happy either.

She won't welcome Aunt Wang to sit at home again in the future.

Song Cian smiled with a pursed lips.

"Maybe Aunt Wang has something to do with the next door group, otherwise she wouldn't care about such other people's business."

Seeing that Zhang Bimei's face was still unhappy, Song Cian held her hand affectionately.

"Mom, I'm hungry."

"Look at me, I almost forgot to cook when I was sulking."

Zhang Bimei then realized that she quickly put on her apron and returned to the kitchen to prepare for cooking.

Song Cian wanted to burn her to make fire, but she refused.

The supper was ready soon and Zhuang Jun was back.

Seeing this, Zhang Bimei couldn't help but tease: "You have a very good nose. Did you come back by smelling the fragrance?"

A single sentence also made Song Ci'an amuse him.
Chapter completed!