"Are you the dean?"

Chen Manting was surprised when she looked at the man in front of her who should be about the same age as Chen Luoan.

The man looked at her and said, "The dean is resting now. Are you having trouble with the dean?"

Chen Manting breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I used to live here, and now I'm back to find him."

"Oh..." The man looked at Chen Manting and said, "Who are you? Why do I look familiar?"

However, it's too thin.

They all look thin and deformed.

I can't recognize who it is.

When Chen Manting heard this, she smiled and said, "Do you know me? I am He Yuncun."

The man looked at her in surprise and said, "Yuncun? It's true or false, why are you..."

Why are you so thin?

"Really," Chen Manting looked as usual, then looked at Chen Luoan, took his arm, and said, "This is my husband, Chen Luoan, he is a scientist."

The man was even more surprised, "Scientist?"

"No," Chen Luoan pressed Chen Manting's hand, "It's just to study some medicines. Are the old dean here?"

"Oh, I'm sleeping. The old man's health has not been very good recently."

As the man spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Chen Manting and said, "Yuncun has become so big, time passes so fast. Do you still remember who I am?"

"who?"

Chen Manting looked at him with wide eyes and frowned.

I felt a little familiar, but the difference from my childhood was too big. Chen Manting couldn't recognize who this was.

The man laughed and said, "Don't you remember me? I'm He Junsheng."

"He Junsheng?" Chen Manting covered her mouth, "No, how is that possible?"

He Junsheng felt embarrassed to touch his head, "It's a bit of a big change, let's go, come in and sit."

Leading the two in, Chen Manting's face was still full of unbelievable.

"Isn't He Junsheng the silly brother who used to be? You look so smart now!"

Chen Manting's memory is only at the age of 12, so she doesn't have much vocabulary in her mind.

What he said at this moment was a huge truth.

He Junsheng felt even more embarrassed and said, "Uh, it's..."

Chen Luoan bent his lips, pressed Chen Manting and said, "She had a car accident two years ago and was lying in the hospital for two years. She has some memory problems. She only remembers what happened before she was 12 years old."

He Junsheng was stunned, then looked at Chen Manting's eyes, and there was a little clarity in his eyes.

He looked at her with some sympathy and said, "Yuncun is a very smart person. The dean likes her very much. I'll go and see if the dean wakes up."

"Wait a minute," Chen Luoan called him, "Since you grew up with her, you should be clear about many things. Let's talk about them first."

He Junsheng looked at Chen Manting before nodding, "You sit down for a while, I'll make tea for you."

Chen Luoan was indeed a little thirsty, so he didn't refuse. Chen Manting treated her as her own family and pulled Chen Luoan and sat down on the bone stool.

The house is decorated very old, and it looks like it is all furniture from more than ten years ago.

Chen Manting looked left and right, suddenly stood up and said, "Husband, there are the butterflies that Meifang and I painted here, come and see."

Chen Luoan stood up and walked over.

Sure enough, I saw shallow traces.

Two butterflies, one crooked and the other dancing.

There is a signature below, and Zhang Meifang is written on the crooked one below.

And the slightly better-looking butterfly said He Yuncun.

There is also a smiley face behind it.

The traces are very shallow, and it can be seen that it has been a long time.

The orphanage is not big and the decoration is very old.

Chen Luoan looked around and He Junsheng had already brought the tea set.

Chen Luoan pulled Chen Manting back and sat back. He Junsheng smiled and said, "It's been a long time since the customer has opened it. The tea set has been left for a while. I've just washed it."

After burning water, He Junsheng looked at Chen Manting and said, "She just woke up not long ago, right? She is too thin."

"Well, I've woken up for a few days." Chen Luoan looked at him, "But are you sure she is He Yuncun?"

"Yes," He Junsheng looked at her, "This playful and cleverness is amazing at first glance. It's not who Yuncun is."

"What about... Zhang Meifang?" Chen Luoan asked.

When talking about this name, He Junsheng was quite moved, "Meifang is quieter, she looks quiet and her mind is not very flexible. She is far inferior to Yuncun."

"Where is she?"

"She has disappeared when she was a teenager and I don't know where she went. At that time, she called the police and looked for surveillance cameras, but she couldn't find it anywhere."

The water boiled, and He Junsheng disinfected the tea set, "What a pity, Meifang is kind and looks good."

"I was my grandmother who adopted him back then," Chen Luoan looked at him, "At that time, the person she was looking for based on her horoscope, and the person she adopted was Zhang Meifang."

He Junsheng shook the tea and the cup fell down.

The boiling water splashed, and it sprayed Chen Manting's fingers.

Chen Manting felt pain, shrank her hand and hurriedly covered it.

Chen Luoan was shocked, pulled her hand over and hurriedly checked, "Is it okay?"

"It's okay." Chen Manting was a little embarrassed, pushed his hand away, and then looked at He Junsheng: "Junsheng, can't Meifang find it now?"

He Junsheng suddenly looked a little panicked and said, "I..."

"Who is here?" A slightly old voice came, and an old man who seemed to be in his fifties and sixties came over.

Chen Manting recognized it at a glance, "Uncle Dean."

He stood up, went forward, and helped him.

When the dean saw Chen Manting, he was stunned, "You are..."

"Yuncun!"

Chen Manting said her name directly without any intention, but after this sound, the dean's uncle's face changed a little.

He subconsciously glanced at Chen Luoan and asked, "Who is this?"

"My husband!" Chen Manting smiled and held the old man next to the seat, "Long time no see."

"Yes, long time no see," the dean smiled, but his face felt a little uncomfortable, "I haven't been here for a long time, you are here this time..."

"Director, I want to know where Zhang Meifang went?"

The dean's face changed, "Zhang Meifang..."

He Junsheng looked at him, frowned, and said, "Dean, it's okay."

"Meifang...Meifang was adopted." The dean felt guilty, "I haven't been back for many years."
Chapter completed!