Back to 1985: Spicy Pretty Wife

Zhang Tianhe held his beard and shook his head:

"I\'m not sure. It may be a few months or a year and a half. The things in my mind are very complex. I don\'t know, old man. If you ask me to set up a Feng Shui Bureau for you, I\'m good at it, but it\'s hard to say what\'s in my mind..."

One side of Zhang Lingyue turned her eyes.

Zhang Tianhe looked like he had eyes on the back of his head. "Smelly boy, turn your eyes and show me. What\'s your skill?!"

Zhang Lingyue quickly restrained her look and said solemnly, "master, what are you talking about? I didn\'t do anything."

He hurriedly pulled Gu Qiaowan and said, "Qiaowan, what my master said is true. His Feng Shui is definitely one of the best, but others..."

Zhang Lingyue shook her head and said, "but since my master said no problem, my sister should have no problem. Just take some painkillers for a headache."

His words can be regarded as stabbing the hornet\'s nest.

Gu Qiaowan and Si Moyan gave him a cold look at the same time.

"Just take medicine for headache?"

"Why don\'t you have a headache? I\'ll give you medicine."

"..." Zhang Lingyue felt that she was possessed by the body today, and she was not welcome to say anything.

However, it was confirmed that his sister-in-law was in good health. He was in a good mood and didn\'t have the same experience with them.

Zhang Lingyue still smiled at Gu Qiaowan, "Qiao Wan, I\'m also worried about my sister. Don\'t worry, my sister won\'t have a headache in the future, and she will recover her memory in a month at most. Master has already said that my sister is a blessed person."

Zhang Lingyue said, but Gu Qiaowan looked at him coldly: "Zhang Lingyue."

"What\'s the matter?"

"Why don\'t you try our sister again? It\'s not cheap enough, is it?" Gu Qiaowan stared at him.

This guy, our sister one by one, really thought she didn\'t hear it?

I was just thinking about my sister and didn\'t care about him for the time being. I really thought she didn\'t care about it?

"Well, Qiao Wan, calling sister-in-law is almost the same as calling sister-in-law. Shall we forget about this?" Zhang Lingyue flattered with a smile.

Gu Qiaowan glanced sideways at him and didn\'t want to talk to the scoundrel more.

She went directly to Zhang Tianhe, carefully asked Gu qiaoyue about it, and arranged for Zhang Tianhe to have a rest.

Although he is not tired, he is old. Where can he really not have a rest.

After seeing Gu qiaoyue, he didn\'t refuse any more. He went directly to the room arranged by Gu Qiaowan to have a rest.

Gu qiaoyue fainted with a headache this time. When she woke up again, it was already evening.

As soon as I woke up, I saw an old man with gray hair and beard in my room. The whole person was startled: "who are you?"

Zhang Tianhe just woke up and came to see Gu qiaoyue. Seeing that she didn\'t get up and was about to leave, he heard Gu qiaoyue\'s voice and turned to the bedside in surprise.

"Girl Qiao Yue, you\'re awake. Is there anything uncomfortable?"

In front of Gu qiaoyue\'s suspicious eyes, the old man with gray hair and beard, his eyes fell on his beard, and he really wanted to reach out and pull it.

How did he grow such a long beard?

"Are you?" Gu qiaoyue knew that she had lost her memory. Seeing that strangers were so enthusiastic about herself, although she had some strange feelings, she didn\'t think much.

If you can be so enthusiastic, you must know yourself.

"I\'m your great grandfather," said Zhang Tianhe.

"It\'s grandpa Zeng." Gu qiaoyue suddenly looked at her age.

Early this morning, Gu Qiaowan told her that Grandpa Zeng would come today, but then she fainted because of her headache. When she woke up, she was shocked to see such a gray haired man with a long white beard.

"Qiao Yue, you really don\'t remember anything?" Zhang Tianhe asked thoughtfully.

Gu qiaoyue nodded, thought for a moment and said, "but I can dream. I have dreamed every night since about two or three months ago."

"What did you dream of?" Zhang Tianhe asked with a frown.

"I dream of Si Moyan and my family, but I can\'t see their faces, but I know they are all my family," Gu qiaoyue said.

Zhang Tianhe looked at Gu qiaoyue painfully.

This girl has suffered so much, but she is blessed by God. She can dream of these at night when she has lost her memory. It can also be regarded as an alarm for her in her dream, otherwise she will be biased by that X.

"Girl, it\'s hard for you." Zhang Tianhe said painfully.

Gu qiaoyue smiled faintly: "it\'s not bitter. In fact, I\'ve forgotten everything in the past six months, but I\'m ok. No one abused me. I eat and drink well. It\'s you who really suffer..."

Thinking of Si Moyan\'s long hair and beard, and what she saw this morning, Si Moyan shaved his beard and trimmed his hair, her heart was sour.

She lost her memory, but it was all over, suffering those who remember her and read her.

Zhang Tianhe looked at Gu qiaoyue painfully and said, "girl, it\'s OK. By the way, you haven\'t told your family about your disappearance and amnesia. When you\'re a little better, you can talk to them and see how to give it to your grandparents. Grandpa thought your mother said."

Gu qiaoyue nodded, "OK."

The warmth in her dream is coming to her life, and she is still looking forward to it.

"Sister, you wake up..."

Gu Qiaowan\'s voice sounded at the door.

She was always worried about Gu qiaoyue\'s situation. She came to have a look every other minute. She was very happy to see Gu qiaoyue wake up.

"Sister, are you hungry? My brother-in-law cooked your favorite food in the kitchen."

Gu qiaoyue finally came back. Si Moyan watched him all night last night.

If it weren\'t for Zhang Tianhe\'s sentence, Gu qiaoyue\'s headache might be a precursor to restoring her memory. It is suggested that he take Gu qiaoyue to do some of her favorite things before, and he will always be by her side.

In the kitchen, Si Moyan was busy.

Before, Gu qiaoyue said more than once that she liked watching him cook for her and eating his meals.

Then he will cook it for her. Maybe she can taste the familiar taste and think of something when she sees the familiar scene.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Si Moyan\'s hands holding the spatula were nervous.

"Mo Yan..."

Gu qiaoyue murmured, and the same scene came to mind. He was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron, and she helped pick vegetables. From time to time, he would turn his head and smile at her, and the prepared dishes would also let her taste.

"Qiao Yue, try it."