Xiao Nuomi thought about the unfinished cup of milk tea and went out with her pillow, "I'll go find Grandma Zu. Grandma Zu can tell stories to coax her to bed."

"It's so late, don't go!" Yu Wenhao stopped.

Xiao Nuomi came back with a pillow in her arms. "Dad is too fierce, so I won't sleep anymore."

Yu Wenhao couldn't believe that Xiao Nuomi, who has always been well-behaved and obedient, knew how to threaten people. How disillusioned this is.

Hold on to your breath and wait for your mother to wake up to see if you will turn into popcorn. He tried hard to squeeze out a stiff and forced smile, "Dad is wrong. Go. Go and tell the story to Grandma Grandma."

Xiao Nuomi grinned, revealing her two small tiger teeth, and jumped out with her pillow in her arms.

Looking at the little glutinous rice that was pampered by thousands of people, the buns and dumplings were stunned and resentful.

"What are you looking at? You can eat something useless!" Yu Wenhao glared at them fiercely, turned around and went out.

The buns and dumplings were immediately depressed. They didn't dare to eat meatballs and climbed onto the bed to sleep.

Guangshi.

Professor Yuan and his team waited until after one o'clock in the morning before finally seeing the child slowly waking up.

"Awaken. Wake up." Brother Yuan turned around and shouted, then stretched out his big hand and grabbed the child's collar. He pretended to be fierce and said, "Say, who brought you here?"

The child rubbed his eyes. He was a little surprised, then blinked. His eyes were rolling around and he jumped up and cheered, "I'm here, I'm here, I'm here, I'm here, I'm just saying, we are triplets, and I'm suitable for small glutinous rice."

Professor Yuan was stunned, "You... Little Nuomi?"

The child hugged Professor Yuan's legs and raised his head to shine with his obsidian-like eyes, "Grandpa, grandpa, I am a bun, I am not a little nuomi, I got it, I got it."

After he finished speaking, he let go of Professor Kaiyuan and ran back to the coffee table to find food. He was so happy that he almost broke his mouth.

Professor Yuan's lips trembled and looked at Yuan's mother and brother Yuan, "What's going on? He said before that he was Xiao Nuomi and Yuwen He."

Yuan's mother looked at him in surprise and suspicion, then walked to him and whispered: "Why would such a young child have multiple personality divisions, right?"

"This..." Professor Yuan hesitated for a moment, "Then why don't you call the police!"

"Grandpa!" Baozi drank milk tea and suddenly remembered his father's instructions, "Dad is very nice to his mother. Daddy doesn't kill many people. He kills the enemy in war. He can only survive if the enemy dies. My father is the crown prince."

Both the couple were shocked and suspicious. Brother Yuan pretended to raise his fists, "Children must not lie, say, who taught you these words? Otherwise, they will beat you up."

"Uncle, I didn't lie, that's what Dad said." Baozi hid aside in her arms. Seeing the photo of Yuan Qingling on the wall, his eyes turned red, his mouth flattened, and he didn't even drink milk tea, "I miss my mother."

The big eyes suddenly turned red, and tears filled the eyes. It was so pitiful and distressing. Yuan's mother was a soft-hearted person. Seeing this, she hurried over and pushed Brother Yuan away and said to Baozi gently: "Do you miss your mother? Where did your mother go? Tell your mother, you can take you to find your mother."

Baozi's tears fell, and his little face slid, feeling aggrieved and uncomfortable, "Mom went to bed and called the abbot to come back for an injection, but she didn't get the injection. Dad asked us to come to the abbot and asked her when she could get the injection. After the injection, she woke up."

"Fang Zhang? Who is Fang Zhang?" Yuan's mother was stunned for a moment, "Is mother sick if she wants an injection?"

"Mom slept with her sister in her pregnancy, and there was no glowing thing in her mind. The abbot asked her to sleep. After researching it, she could get an injection. "

Baozi climbed up Yuan’s mother’s neck with his little hand, his voice soft and terrified, “Grandma, I’m afraid that my mother won’t come back.”

Mother Yuan felt very uncomfortable after hearing this. She also lost her close relatives. The mother and son are in love with each other. This child is so young... No, no, didn't you say that this child is an orphan?

She looked back at Professor Yuan, but Professor Yuan thought, "Did you remember, wife? A while ago, a man named Fang Wu came to us and said that he was asked by Ling Er to get some confidential documents to do research. Could the Fang Zhang the child said was Fang Wu?"

"Call me and ask!" Yuan's mother said in dismay.

Brother Yuan immediately took out his cell phone. He had recorded the woman's cell phone number before, and dialed it out immediately after finding it.

"Hey, is Fang Wu? I have a situation here now. A child came to my house and said he was named Nuomi and Baozi, and said he was Ling'er's son... Ah, come here? Now? Yes, yes, then you come, we'll wait for you."

"How is it?" Professor Yuan and Yuan's mother asked in unison.

Brother Yuan put down his cell phone, his eyes filled with surprise, "She said she would come over right now and said that this child is most likely Ling'er's son."

"Oh my God!" Yuan's mother murmured and turned around, looking at Baozi, her eyes burst into tears, and she squatted down to hold Baozi's shoulders, and said tremblingly: "Are you Ling'er's child? Is my grandson?"

Baozi looked at her and slowly wrinkled his little face. He was most afraid of women crying. He stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder gently like an adult, comforting him: "Okay, okay, don't cry."

At that moment, Yuan's mother burst into tears. God knows that she can't feel at ease when everyone tells her this and that. The pain of separation of flesh and blood is day and night. Just by others, how can she let go of this heart-wrenching pain?

Baozi suddenly became at a loss and looked up at Professor Yuan, "I...I didn't hit her."

Professor Yuan patted his wife on the shoulder gently, and tears were everywhere, "Okay, okay, don't cry."

The Yuan family is not good at comforting people, and the most powerful thing is to pat the shoulder and say this. Yuan’s mother has been listening to it for decades, so she suddenly collapsed after saying the words of comforting from the bun.

Seeing that she was crying harder, Baozi felt more and more uneasy. He stepped back and looked at Brother Yuan, twisting his little hand, "Uncle, I really didn't hit him."

Yuan's mother hugged the bun and hugged it in her arms. Her tears never wiped away. She said with a heavy nasal voice: "I'm sorry, grandma has lost her composure, grandma has scared you."

She let go of the bun, holding his face, tears still blurred her eyes, "Let grandma look at you, look at you."

"I don't look like this." Baozi hesitated for a moment, stretched out his little hand to wipe her tears, "This body is not ours. We control it with our consciousness. When I wake up there, I will have to leave."

"Let's go?" Yuan's mother panicked, "Where are you going? Are you going back?"

"Mom!" Brother Yuan reached out to help her up, his eyes looked painful, "Don't do this, scare the child, wait for Fang Wu to come and ask clearly what's going on, and take a step back and talk, it's good to be able to meet us."

Yuan's mother was filled with disappointment and panic and murmured: "You are right. It's good to meet each other. It's good. You can't force it with greed."
Chapter completed!