Raiding That Tsundere [Quick Transmigration]

"Young master..." He Yang licked his lips, still a little hard to calm down the excitement at the moment, and saw Hua Zhirong blinking innocently: "That... I lost my memory."

"..." He Yang choked up suddenly, and silently swallowed all the words he wanted to say.

But think about it, his son is not a fool, he can't find his way home when he goes out, at first the master guessed that he was abducted, but the 1 taels of silver is not enough to make people excited ?The kidnapper didn't come to raise the price either, which shows that it wasn't those people with greedy eyes and malicious intentions who kidnapped the young master.

After thinking about it, it is only possible that something happened to the young master himself. In fact, everyone is guessing that something happened to the young master, and he is gone.

But after waiting for so many days, no one brought the young master's body to collect the money. They all said that the body must be seen after death, but there is no body, so everyone dare not make wild guesses, and can only think in a good direction.

Now that he saw the young master himself, and heard him say that he lost his memory, He Yang felt, indeed, this is the most likely reason.

Something happened to his son, someone was injured, or his body was on fire and his head was on fire, so he couldn't move, and he was in a place with few people, wouldn't it be impossible to find him?

But a place with few people... He Yang couldn't help taking a sneak peek at Wen Jingshu. Does a place with few people support people so much?

"Then young master, do you still remember the old slave?" He Yang asked Hua Zhirong cautiously.

Hua Zhirong shook his head: "I don't remember."

"Hey," He Yang sighed, "Then do you still remember the old lady and the others?"

"I don't remember anything." Hua Zhirong continued to shake his head.

He Yang sighed again, but fortunately the person has been found, the amnesia is not important, he greeted another person, let him go to inform the old lady, the old lady has not been able to sleep well for several days You know, such good news must be let them know quickly.

"Then, do you want to go back to Yanzhou with the old slave?" The Yanzhou here refers to the center of Yanzhou, which is where He Fu is located.

Hua Zhirong shook his head: "The chickens at home haven't been fed yet."

He Yang:?

Wen Jingshu: "..."

Wen Jingshu coughed, and pulled He Yang aside: "I found Zhirong at the foot of the mountain behind my house. When I found him, he was injured, with a big lump on his head, and he was unconscious. After taking the medicine prescribed by the doctor, most of the lump in the back of his head disappeared, and his memory faintly recovered, and the doctor said that he would have to take it for another half a month, and he needed to let the lump disappear before his memory could recover."

Wen Jingshu spoke cryptically, but He Yang understood it. This means that his young master fell into a fool, and it’s fine if he lost his memory. He has become a fool, but fortunately he can recover. He hasn’t recovered yet. And a little topsy-turvy, not too bright.

He Yang looked at Wen Jingshu gratefully. No matter whether he lost his memory or was just stupid, this man was not related to his son. He not only saved him, but also took him to see a doctor. Wen Jingshu did it himself.

"Thank you son for saving my young master's life." He Yang took Wen Jingshu's hand and almost knelt down, but it was Wen Jingshu who helped him up: "It should be."

Of course Wen Jingshu knew what he was thinking, but he didn't think about how much money was hidden in Hua Zhirong's clothes, what happened to seeing a doctor, and it would be fine to support him for a lifetime.

Hua Zhirong looked at them suspiciously: What are you whispering?

Wen Jingshu retreated to Hua Zhirong's side: "Zhirong has been living at my house for the past few days, and it may be a little uncomfortable to leave suddenly now. Go back today and take care of the family affairs, and go with him tomorrow."

When Hua Zhirong heard this, she was a little sad at first, she hadn't lived in that small village for long and was about to leave, but when she thought that he could finally raise Jingshu, she couldn't help but get excited again.

Wen Jingshu couldn't understand his emotions very well, squinting at him, Hua Zhirong immediately put away the expression on his face.

He Yang hurriedly said: "It's the old slave who didn't think carefully." Since Hua Zhirong lost his memory and became a little stupid again, he must have a sense of attachment to the place he saw at first sight. Let him go to a place that may be extremely strange to him, and it is almost inevitable that he will not adapt.

"Then this young master..." He Yang looked at Wen Jingshu.

Wen Jingshu arched his hands: "Wen Jingshu."

"Mr. Wen, can you tell me your address?" He Yang continued.

"It's natural." Wen Jingshu said the address, and He Yang wrote it down with pen and ink in case he forgot, and sighed again after writing it down, it turned out that his son was so close to him.

He Yang was still worried, if Wen Jingshu and Hua Zhirong hadn't tried their best to stop them, he would have sent a few people to Wen Jingshu's house to serve them.

"Hey..." He Yang looked at Hua Zhirong, and felt that his son was so fragile and needed care, how could he stay in such a miserable place?

As for Wen Jingshu, he has automatically ignored it.

Hua Zhirong's scalp was so numb from being looked at, he resisted the urge to hide behind Wen Jingshu, wouldn't his family be full of people like this?

"Then let's say goodbye first?" Wen Jingshu arched his hands, this time it wasn't Wen Jingshu who pulled Huazhirong, but Huazhirong pulled him away.

He Yang, who felt rejected and hurt: ...

He Yang worked hard to win for himself the right to send flowers out of the county. When he saw Uncle Niu's small bullock cart, tears were on the verge of falling. , Now I have to sit in this kind of bullock cart that can't stop the wind and sand and is easy to bump, tears are coming down.

"Jing Shu, this is..." Uncle Niu pulled Wen Jingshu aside, Wen Jingshu was a little embarrassed on the face, and even more embarrassing in his heart. He lied to the villagers before that this is the daughter-in-law his parents found for him. Now I haven't found an excuse yet, but think about it, it's a miracle that Hua Zhirong can stay in his house quietly for so long. After all, there are people who go to town every day in the village. Don't be too easy to see a missing person notice. Recognize Hua Zhirong is not easy either.

Unfortunately, no one found out.

"Hey, Zhirong's family," Wen Jingshu said with a hint of worry on his face, "I seem to have made a mistake."

When Uncle Niu asked again, Wen Jingshu shook his head and stopped talking.

Anyway, all people have innate super-powerful brain-filling ability, and all his words can be automatically brain-filled into a wonderful story with ups and downs.

Sure enough, Uncle Niu's face changed, and suddenly he patted Wen Jingshu's shoulder with a heavy expression, sat back thoughtfully, and sighed deeply.

Wen Jingshu: "..."

He Yang was still pulling Hua Zhirong to say something, Hua Zhirong nodded perfunctorily, walked to Wen Jingshu, and pulled him into the bullock cart. Other villagers also arrived one after another, and they communicated with each other. What, after seeing Hua Zhirong and He Yang, he showed a clear expression, and the eyes looking at Wen Jingshu became a little more complicated.

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