Genius cute baby is forbidden to touch porcelain

The old god stick was lying on the bed, frowning tightly, as if he was in some predicament, looking very painful.

Sheng Chuxia sat aside, she whispered softly: "Now, what do you see?"

There was fine sweat on the old god stick's forehead, and the fine sweat wetted his temples. He grasped his palm tightly, as if he was fighting something.

The room was lit with incense, and the aroma could calm people down. Sheng Chuxia's voice came from a distant country: "Who did you see?"

The old god stick seemed to be in a very empty office building, surrounded by pillars, as if someone was chasing him, there were so many footsteps that he had nowhere to hide.

The old god stick muttered: "A lot, a lot of people."

"What clothes are they wearing?" Sheng Chuxia's gentle voice gradually induced.

Sheng Xiaodao wanted to wipe the old god's stick, but was stopped by Sheng Chuxia. If he woke up the old god's stick now, the hypnotic effect would be useless.

A vivid pattern appeared in the mind of the old god stick, skipping frame by frame, as if it was a stuck video.

He saw a lot of people in black suits chasing him with iron bars in their hands, like a scene of gangsters fighting, a bit like a movie.

And the gangsters are chasing a man in a suit who is tall and young.

It was his younger self!

Someone threw something from behind him, and that thing hit his forehead, making him who was running away lose his center of gravity, staggered and fell to the ground.

Very embarrassed, I ate a mouthful of mud.

Then, someone stepped on his neck, as if someone was smiling ferociously at him.

The old god stick's vision seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, so that he couldn't see who that person was, only his mouth was moving.

His ears seemed to be immersed in the sea, and he couldn't hear anything.

Sheng Chuxia saw that the old god stick frowned even deeper, she lit another stick of incense, and continued to induce softly: "Now, what did you hear?"

As if a switch had been turned on, the old god stick could clearly hear what they were saying.

The person who stepped on him said viciously: "Don't blame me, brother, someone paid for your life, by the way, your wife..."

The man's words became softer and quieter, and finally the old god stick felt like he had sunk into the sea, the sound of the waves was in his ears, and the sea water was in his nose and mouth, which was extremely salty.

The old god stick wanted to take a big breath, but what he breathed in was sea water, and his chest hurt from holding back.

A "snap" sounded in my ears.

The old god stick opened his eyes immediately, he was panting heavily, his whole body was soaked in sweat, as if he was going to drown in the next second.

Sheng Chuxia stood aside: "Master, what did you recall?"

The old magic stick rubbed his forehead. He was still very uncomfortable and weak. Recalling the last moment of drowning, he knew that this was the moment when he was thrown into the sea.

Because he was on the beach when he was picked up, and he didn't know where he fell into the sea and lost his memory.

Sheng Chuxia saw that the old magic stick was still in an unstable mood, so she brought a towel over and said, "Master, the water has been placed for you, take a bath and relax."

"Ah."

The old god stick walked into the bathroom, and the knife came out of the bathroom, and said as if to be credited: "I have put the water for you."

Thinking of what the old man in Gu's family said Xiaodao called him, the old man put on a straight face: "Call me grandpa from now on."

"Okay, grandpa, don't worry, grandpa."

"Grandpa, I've put away your water for you."

"Well, good boy." For Xiaodao, the old magic stick was not stingy with his praise.

Sheng Xiaodao walked up to Sheng Chuxia, he raised his head and asked, "Mommy, why can Grandpa remember the past just by sleeping like this."

Sheng Chuxia extinguished the incense, and she explained to Xiaodao: "To recall the past memories, in fact, deep down in people's hearts, some pictures are preserved like photos. At this time, external stimulation is needed."

"It's the hypnosis just now, which allows people to slowly bring back those memories in a relaxed state."

Sheng Xiaodao seems to understand but not understand.

Sheng Chuxia rubbed Sheng Xiaodao's soft hair: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, Mommy will teach you in the future."

Sheng Xiaodao's eyes lit up, and he asked Sheng Chuxia: "Mum, grandpa said that you are already very powerful at my age, is this true?"

"Of course, all the money your grandpa earned was spent on Mommy, but you." Sheng Chuxia glanced at her son, knelt down, and said apologetically to Xiaodao: "I let you stay with Mommy since you were a child." Mi earns money, hard work."

Sheng Chuxia changed the subject: "But, Mommy has already paid off the debt, and you can save your pocket money in the future."

Sheng Xiaodao's eyes lit up, and he looked at Sheng Chuxia suspiciously after a while: "What you said is still true?"

"It's true." Sheng Chuxia pinched the cheek of the knife, "Mummy will keep her word. If she said she would pay back the money, then she would pay it back, right?"

Sheng Xiaodao clicked on a financial news on the Internet, he pointed to the news and asked Sheng Chuxia: "So, you are the boss of Gu's now?"

"Well, it seems to be." Sheng Chuxia only remembered that after grandpa woke up, he asked her to sign an agreement. Grandpa said it was a reward, but she didn't read it carefully, and then signed the contract. She didn't expect it to be like this.

It was quite sudden.

Sheng Xiaodao was relieved, and he said: "As long as your income is normal, Mommy, then you'll be fine."

"You little brat, what are you talking about, how can it be abnormal."

While the two were talking, the old god stick had already taken a bath, changed his clothes and came out.

Sheng Chuxia asked Xiaodao to play by himself, then poured a glass of water for the old god stick, and then sat opposite the old god stick.

She asked straight to the point, "What do you think of?"

How could the old god stick say that he thought of being chased and killed, but there was one thing that made him very concerned: "I seem to be a man with a wife."

Sheng Chuxia: "..."

The old magic stick touched his chin: "I was so young when I lost my memory, how could I have a wife?"

Sheng Chuxia remained speechless.

The old magic stick continued to mutter: "I am such a handsome person, if something really happened, why didn't anyone come to me? This is really strange."

Sheng Chuxia was leaning on the chair, with her hands crossed on her chest, expressionless: "What's so strange, when you picked it up from the sea, you were covered in injuries, most likely because you were beaten, and after you lost your memory, you were cheated , must have hurt the heart of the family, who will look for you."

The old god said angrily: "Nonsense, whoever cheated you."

Sheng Chuxia raised his palm, and was about to count down the deeds of the old god stick one by one. In view of the presence of Sheng Xiaodao, the old god stick stopped Sheng Chuxia's actions.

The old magic stick begged for mercy: "It's alright, alright."

Sheng Chuxia let go of the old magic stick, and she continued to ask: "Just remember your wife?"

"Also, someone bought my life."

"Then no wonder no one is looking for you." Sheng Chuxia looked at the old magic stick, she sighed softly, "Really want to get back the memory? What if the original memory is unbearable?"

"I'm looking for it, of course I'm looking for it." The old god stick took a sip of tea, "Recently I always dream of an old man scolding me."

"It's better to go to the police station."

"Forget it, forget it." The old god stick shook his head, "Anything is fine, but that one is not."

If he was some kind of gangster before he lost his memory and had a criminal record, wouldn't he be in a trap.

In view of all the behaviors that he likes to deceive people and defraud people of investment after he lost his memory, the old god decided to be conservative.

Sheng Chuxia took out her mobile phone and turned on the recording. She said to the old magic stick, "Record a sound."

The old magic stick dodged for a moment: "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing, Grandpa's voice is so effective for you to retrieve your memory, why don't you and Grandpa scold you a few more times, maybe you will find your memory soon."

"How can there be such a good thing, I don't believe it, at most it shows that I know the Wencheng dialect and I am a Wencheng native."

"Then you should scold grandpa even more, and I see grandpa is very happy to scold you."

The old magic stick got angry: "Go away, go away, don't record."

"Forget it if you don't record it." Sheng Chuxia took back her phone, "Give me some time and invite you to Gu's house for a big meal."

"No, no, no." The old magic stick huddled himself into a ball, "I'm not going anywhere, don't look for me."

"Tsk." Sheng Chuxia didn't persuade her any more, "It's up to you."