Simple but not luxurious, and not superficial, and very reliable.

The conclusion of the house is almost the same as the advantages of Nuannuan’s hometown, and the little baby Nuannuan is not lying.

Before we knew it, it was very late, and the night was quiet, and the children were already tired. Don’t be able to sleep in the car, but they didn’t feel comfortable in the room. No, all the children fell asleep. Mu Suye and Xiao Yan leaned against each other, their heads hung on the edge of the sofa, and they started to doze in a daze.

"Brother, aren't you sleeping?" Xiao Yan, who was barely holding his eyelids, asked himself, "Don't tell mom that I'm here."

Xiao Feng gave his brother a blank look: Go to bed, what time is it? Can I report to my family at this time?

That's right, Xiao Yan climbed onto the sofa and went to bed. My sister's mother said that they could decide where to sleep in this house. The house belongs to their children, which is really great.

Mommy is so pampering and spoiling children. Mu Suye thought it would be great to find Mommy, and he could be spoiled by Mommy in the future.

Chu Qingman watched the children sleep, so she went into the house to arrange quilts, quilts, pillows, etc. It was very cold to sleep on the floor in the middle of winter. So she used the quilts for her son to lay on the floor and then went to raise the fire.

The others looked at her series of actions, and there was only one feeling that she was surprisingly good to the children.

Mu Jingnan walked out and saw her covering the quilt on the two children, saying, "Don't worry about them."

A seven-year-old child is not three and a half years old, but a boy, so he does not need to be spoiled.

Chu Qingman listened to his words, but did not respond, and did what he wanted to do.

When Xiao Feng, Mo Gang and Li Shihai next to him, saw that she felt emotional about someone in her heart, so he avoided them one by one, and climbed to the second floor to find a place to hide.

There was no one left, Mu Jingnan approached her and whispered: "Why, blame me?"

"Mr. Mu, what do I blame you for doing?" Her tone was neither salty nor light, as if she was talking to a completely stranger.

"Don't blame me for talking to my face."

Chu Qingman took a breath, and he suddenly turned over and his eyes were facing his face.

"The person is here, you can tell the truth and tell me who is Shang Yu?" he said.

Who can't Shang Yu be? Chu Qingman's face was pale, no different from the cold wind blew outside.

From her face, he should have known it a long time ago. He murmured, "I am Shang Yu, right?"

Chu Qingman suddenly broke away from the hand he held her shoulder, walked away to the side, and walked to the kitchen to boil water again.

Looking at her leaving behind, Mu Jingnan's gaze was looking at the house again, looking for some clues.

His son likes to sleep on the sofa, and his hand stretches out to touch it, looking for the impression of the past. He touches the dining table where he eats, the tea table where he drinks tea, and touches the traces on the surface of these furniture, and does not seem to have any chemical reaction in his palm.

Until he saw the large study room downstairs, he couldn't help but walk over.

What is a bit certain is that his love for collecting books is exactly the same as that Shang Yu.

The bookcases on all sides of the large study are neatly against the wall, and there are thousands of books in the collection. There are a wide variety of books and arranged neatly, which is very spectacular at first glance.

He casually took out one and saw that the cover said surgery. Looking at the next door, there were philosophy, art, music, mechanics, etc. Except for medical books, there were philosophy, art, music, mechanics, etc. It can be seen that the owner of this house loves reading and has a wide range of knowledge. Except for the majoring in medicine, all other disciplines can be read and studied.

Since Shang Yu was a surgeon like him, a conspicuous stethoscope was hung on the only hanger in the study.

Putting down the book, Mu Jingnan walked over and picked up the stethoscope, put it in his palm and weighed it. He observed carefully and found that he didn't know who made the stethoscope. It had no brand number, but the quality was quite good, it was full of materials, and it was weighed very heavily.

In addition to whether the user's medical skills are good or not, the materials used are also very sophisticated, which is enough to affect many clinical judgments of doctors.

This is a good stethoscope, who gave it?

Mu Jingnan touched the receiver of the stethoscope and found a small line of engravings, saying: Send Shang Yu three words.

Is this him himself?

No matter what, Shang Yu seems to be very respected and loved, and someone gives away the stethoscope.

There was no impression of Shang Yu in his mind. He had obviously come here to contact so many things about Shang Yu, and the past in his mind seemed to be completely sealed by something, and the door could not be opened.

Chu Qingman, who was boiling water in the kitchen, seemed to be in a daze when he heard the sound of water bubbling in the iron kettle. This iron kettle was found from where he didn't know where he looked, and his shape was unique. He was more particular about the details of life than her, just like the furniture in this room, which was carefully prepared by him.

In fact, after so many years, she knew that he might not love her. No one should know that she and him are husband and wife but not husband and wife. How did the child come about? Isn’t this simple? Now there are all kinds of technology and methods. It doesn’t require doing those things to get pregnant and have children.

What surprised her was that even so, he took his son to disappear all of a sudden, as if he had left her and his daughter behind. Until now, what she didn't know was that he had made him disappear or was lost by others. Because she knew that he had the ability to do anything, just like Hua Shengnan.

There is only one strange thing. Why did he take his son and leave his daughter for her when he was missing? Did he feel guilty about her? No, maybe he was pitying her. Like Hua Shengnan, he felt extremely pity for her from the beginning.

I feel sorry for her, a child who is desirable by her parents. So she will never make her child the same as herself. She wants to give her child all the love. As for what he thinks about the child, it has nothing to do with her.

But now he reappeared and appeared in front of her and her daughter. He said that he forgot everything before, and even refused to recognize the one he used to be. What should she think about?

She must be more than the only one who has this trouble. After all, in the past, there were always so many people who admired him. So she would not be surprised that others said that he is pursued by many women now.

Because she and him were indeed in the past, even husband and wife had the same relationship. Marriage was a task, and having children was also a task. This was different from the uncle and sister-in-law who fell in love with each other, and no one knew about it.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong, his rapid footsteps appeared behind him. Chu Qingman looked back at him in confusion.

His face was blue and white. She thought something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!