Mu Qing didn't know what the people in the room were saying, but she could more or less guess it.
The couple took a few elders to wander around the villa. In fact, Mu Qing was not familiar with Fengchen Villa. She had not lived in it for a long time. 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 for activities. Lan Zheng does not dare to let his mother go out for fear of an accident.
The amount of exercise was small, and not long after walking, Mrs. Lan complained that she was tired.
"Qingqing, I want to rest."
Mrs. Lan's voice was soft and a little pitiful.
"Then take a rest."
Mu Qing said considerately: "Mom, let me hold the doll for you."
As she said this, she wanted to take the doll away from her mother's arms.
Mrs. Lan said hurriedly: "No, the baby is asleep. I don't feel tired holding her. She is well-behaved, so just let me hold her to sleep."
After Mu Qing was silent, she smiled again and said, "Okay, you can hold her. If you feel tired, let me hold her for you."
Mrs. Lan hummed and said as she walked: "Qingqing, I heard your father talking about the process of picking you up in the house, and I was scared. I was afraid that my baby would be lost. Those bad guys always wanted to take my baby away.
I'm so scared. Only by holding my baby in my arms at all times can I feel at ease."
"Mom, did you hear it?"
"I heard it, but I'm just curious. Why does my husband kneel with you, kowtow to your parents and thank them for picking you up? What is your relationship with my husband? My husband has lost a sister?
I have been married to my husband for so long and I have never heard of it."
Mu Qing and Jun Bo looked at each other.
Ye Junbo said warmly: "Let's go to the waterside pavilion in front to rest."
The waterside pavilion was built on a large lotus pond. There were curtains around the waterside pavilion. When the curtains were lowered, the sunlight would not be refracted and it would act as a sunshade.
When you pull up the curtain, you will see large swaths of lotus flowers.
Mu Qing was not in the mood to enjoy the lotus at the moment. After sitting down, she asked Mrs. Lan warmly: "Mom, when you heard my dad talking about the process of picking me up, did you think of anything? For example, the one you are holding is not
Your baby is a doll, the husband you talk about is not your husband, but your son, and I am not the daughter you mistakenly think of but your biological daughter."
Mrs. Lan was stunned.
Everyone looked at her.
"No! My baby is still here. My baby is here with me. This 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 their names had the same pronunciation. She remembered that when they were naming them, their names had different pronunciations. But what would her son's name be if it wasn't Lan Rui? She couldn't remember, and was confused.
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Because in the past, there was always a voice repeatedly saying in her ears: "Your son's name is Lan Rui, and your daughter's name is Lan Qing."
"Mom, think about it carefully, what is your son's name? What are the characteristics of your daughter?"
"My son's name... what is his name, what is his name? Why can't I remember it all of a sudden? He is different from his father, different..."
Mrs. Lan was anxious.
She said anxiously: "There is a mole the size of a mung bean behind my daughter's left ear. Is it the left ear or the 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 looked at the doll's ears and found that there was no mole.
"Where's the mole? Where's my baby's mole?"
"Mom, look at my mole."
Mu Qing came closer and showed Mrs. Lan 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 also like hearing you call me mom. I always feel that we are just like mother and daughter, but we
We are about the same age, and my Qingqing’s mole has appeared on you, what a coincidence.”
"Mom, I am your daughter. Your biological daughter is your Qingqing!"
Mu Qing's attempt to wake her mother failed, and she couldn't help hugging her mother and crying.
"Qingqing."
Zhang Guifeng wanted to comfort her daughter, but she stopped when she saw her son-in-law patting her daughter's back gently.
"Qingqing...Qingqing, my daughter, yes, Qingqing is my daughter."
Mrs. Lan pushed Mu Qing away, hugged the doll tightly, stood up, and walked around the waterside pavilion, coaxing the doll constantly.
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, my grandparents are old and need a lunch break at noon. Let's go first and go back to the house to have a short rest."
As we get older, we tend to get sad and cry easily.
The old man really couldn't bear to see Mrs. Lan going crazy anymore.
Ye Junbo immediately took out his mobile phone and called Uncle Ning, asking Uncle Ning to arrange a room for the two elderly people, and also asked someone to come and take the two elderly people back to the house to prevent them from getting lost.
Fengchen Villa has many servants.
After Ye Junbo called Uncle Ning, a servant nearby came over not long after.
"Junbo, Qingqing, your parents are going to rest too. They went out too early in the morning."
Zhang Guifeng didn't want to stay either, and wanted Mu Qing to spend more time with her biological mother.
As long as she was around, Mu Qing would have to take her feelings into consideration.
Before she met Mrs. Lan, Zhang Guifeng thought that her daughter, whom she had raised for more than 20 years, would be jealous and uncomfortable if she left her and returned to her biological parents one day.
After meeting Mrs. Lan, she no longer had such thoughts. She only hoped that Mrs. Lan would wake up soon and truly get to know Mu Qing, without being like this. Even if Mu Qing called her mother, Mrs. Lan still felt foreign in her heart.
Treat the baby as a daughter.
Before Zhang Guifeng left, she persuaded her daughter: "Qingqing, don't be too anxious. Your mother has been crazy for more than 20 years. She can't remember it after spending three or five days with you. Take your time, little by little."
Guide her to recall the past. If she is too painful and subconsciously unwilling to recall, don't force her."
"It's going to be okay! It's going to be okay!"
Mu Qing nodded with tears in her eyes.
She was very anxious and wanted her mother to wake up immediately.
The Mu family all followed the servant.
"ah!"
Suddenly, Mrs. Lan shouted.
"mom."
"mom."
Mu Qing and his wife walked quickly to Mrs. Lan.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
Mu Qing saw that Mrs. Lan's face turned pale, and the doll she regarded as a treasure fell to the ground. Her hands and feet were trembling.
It's cool to the touch.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Mu Qing was frightened.
She was just about to ask Jun Bo to call her brother, but Mrs. Lan suddenly cried: "Baby, my baby is gone, taken away by a bitch, my daughter..."
The next moment, she ran out frantically.
"Baby, my baby, give me the baby back! Baby, baby..."