Luo Fengtang glanced at her with a smile, his doting eyes, encouraging her to continue.

"At that time, I was just as old as my cousin He'er, and you were only sixteen or seventeen years old."

"I remember the first time I entered your house, dear, you really scared me!"

"Isn't this a house where people live? It's just a pig's nest. It's a mess. There is mud everywhere on the ground. A pig's nest is drier than this." She couldn't help but laugh and said.

Luo Fengtang looked attentive when he heard this, and he also grinned sheepishly.

"Qing'er, I seem to have some memories of what you mentioned!" he said.

"Oh? Do you remember?" Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise.

Luo Fengtang shook his head: "I was dreaming, and I saw the scenes you mentioned in my dream."

"Really? Then tell me, what do you remember?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang thought hard and said, "I had a dream. In the dream, you were shorter and fatter than you are now, with two shiny black braids."

"When you walk, you sway back and forth, so you are very impressive." He said, describing her appearance, which made her eyes widen.

"That's right, before I lost weight, I did look like this. That's why the villagers and my grandma called me fat!"

"Haha, Tangyazi, go on, what else did you dream about?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang wiped his hands a little slower. He raised his head, squinted his eyes slightly, and recalled in a low voice: "In my dream, you brought me a bowl of dumplings."

"I couldn't find a place to store them, so I found a wooden bucket and wanted to put the dumplings in it."

"Lift the lid of the bucket..."

"A fat mouse suddenly ran out of there, right?" Yang Ruoqing interrupted him and asked excitedly.

Luo Fengtang nodded repeatedly: "Yes, it is indeed like this, Qing'er, how do you know my dream?"

Yang Ruoqing stood up and walked to him.

"Fool, that dream you had is a real thing that happened. We experienced it together. Do you think I can't know it?"

She gave him an angry look and said.

Luo Fengtang was also very excited, "So, I am really recovering my memory bit by bit?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Yes!"

Luo Fengtang put down the feather duster in his hand and reached out to hold her shoulders.

"That's great. Give me a little more time and I will definitely remember them all!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded again: "Don't be in a hurry, think about it slowly."

He hugged her into his arms and said, "Qing'er, that Tang Yazi you are familiar with is coming back soon, please wait for me!"

He whispered softly in her ear.

Every word was like a heavy hammer hammering into the pit of her heart.

Although we now share the same bed, they are as good as our knees.

However, in her heart, she always felt that there was still a little bit of fire left.

I always feel that the taste is still lacking a little bit.

The crux is that he has lost his memory.

For her now, it was like falling in love with a new him all over again.

Yes, she also loves this new him.

However, she couldn't let go of him anymore.

Because the former him has memories that belong to both of them.

How to go from an ignorant boy to a first-time lover.

We endure hunger together and fight for life and survival together.

When you are confused, cheer each other up.

When we are tired, there is a pair of shoulders to lean on.

The business grew from small to large, from Changping Village to Qingshui Town, then to Wanghai County, and finally traveled further and further until it reached the capital.

Going north, I went to Daliao, left Yanmen Pass, and rode horses and horses on the boundless prairie.

Going south, they fought and fought together. In Wuling Mountain, he single-handedly successfully rescued her...

Every bit of this is experienced by two people together, and it is a huge treasure.

Can't lose it, can't forget it.

When my hair turns gray in the future, I sit under the wall and bask in the sun on such a windless winter day.

During this young age, the ups and downs along the way will be remembered...

And will carry these memories into the grave.

Therefore, facing Luo Fengtang who had lost his memory, she always felt that something was missing in her heart.

But now, when he told his original experience in person, her nose felt sore and her eye sockets felt hot.

Raising her hands and hugging his waist tightly, "It's good to be back. No matter how long it takes, I will wait for you and wait for you to remember..."

Whether it's happiness or pain.

I will accompany you to face it.

"Qing'er, Qing'er..."

Wang Cuilian's voice suddenly came in, and people entered the west room.

Seeing the two people hugging each other here, Wang Cuilian was stunned and a little dumbfounded.

For a moment I didn’t know whether to advance or retreat.

The two people here quickly separated. Yang Ruoqing also blushed and stood there in embarrassment.

As a man, Luo Fengtang should show his shamelessness at this time.

He grinned and said with a smile to Wang Cuilian: "Auntie, what do you want from Qing'er?"

Wang Cuilian came back to her senses and said with a smile: "Oh, I want to say, should we eat dry rice or boiled noodles at noon?"

Luo Fengtang glanced at Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, aunt is asking you, what do you want to eat?"

Yang Ruoqing raised her head and smiled towards Wang Cuilian: "Auntie, the simpler, the better."

Wang Cuilian said: "I pounded glutinous rice flour in the morning, how about we make sweet glutinous rice in the garden and eat it at noon?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded happily, and Wang Cuilian glanced at the two people again, smiled meaningfully, and then turned around and left the room.

In the room, Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to pat her face and lightly stamped her feet.

"It's over, it's over, I was hit by aunt, I'm really sorry!" she said.

Luo Fengtang smiled: "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. We are a couple. It's normal for a couple to hug each other."

Yang Ruoqing said: "The child is already so big, and he is still hugging me. Hey, my aunt will probably laugh at me."

Luo Fengtang said: "Absolutely not. Auntie will only be happy and happy for us. She thinks our relationship is good!"

After hearing what he said, Yang Ruoqing felt a little more relaxed.

"Okay, let's get on with the work. After sweeping away the dust, the sweet glutinous rice garden is almost ready," she said.

"Okay, let's get started!" Luo Fengtang picked up the feather duster on the side, and the young couple started working again, talking and laughing.

"Qing'er, Tangyaozi, the glutinous rice balls are ripe, wash your hands and come over and eat them while they're hot!"

After a while, Wang Cuilian came over and shouted again.

"okay!"

The two went to the backyard to wash their hands. Yang Ruoqing glanced at the sun in the middle of her head and asked Luo Fengtang: "Where did uncle go today? Why is it already noon and you haven't come back yet?"
Chapter completed!