Pillow wedding pet

Chapter 470 I Amnesia
Su Xiaoning watched Korean dramas until ten o'clock in the morning.

As soon as the ten o'clock bell rang, Mrs. Li started to get ready to go shopping.

According to Mo Chenyu's normal schedule, he should have lunch around twelve o'clock.

Seeing that Mrs. Li was dressed and ready to go out, Su Xiaoning hurried over, "Sister-in-law Li, are you going out to buy groceries?"

Mrs. Li was slightly taken aback, then nodded quickly, "Yes, ma'am."

"Is there anything you want me to bring you?"

Su Xiaoning frowned and thought for a while, then cautiously approached Aunt Li, and said in a low voice, "Your husband...no, my husband, what does he usually like to eat?"

Mrs. Li was slightly taken aback, what does the husband like to eat...

After thinking for a long time, Mrs. Li slapped her forehead suddenly, "I remember my husband said before that I like to eat the dumplings made by your wife, and I also like to eat the fish you cook."

Su Xiaoning became interested in an instant, "Then, Mrs. Li, can you help me buy some ingredients for making dumplings and a fish?"

Looking at the timid eyes of the woman in front of her, Mrs. Li's heart softened slightly.

She looked at Su Xiaoning with a smile, "Okay!"

"I will buy it, you wait for me at home, don't go out!"

Su Xiaoning nodded seriously, "Okay."

After Mrs. Li left, Su Xiaoning began to sit on the sofa, thinking about how to make dumplings.

It's a pity that she really doesn't remember much about the past.

Except for some common sense things, she couldn't remember many things.

For example, Mrs. Li said that Mo Shenyu liked to eat the dumplings she made.

So... what kind of stuffed dumplings?

What's the taste?

Su Xiaoning is completely unclear.

Helpless, she had no choice but to lie on the sofa, take out her mobile phone and try to find a recipe.

But what she didn't expect was that as soon as she turned on the phone, a phone called "Tang Yihan" rang crazily.

The woman frowned and answered, "Hi, hello, who are you?"

Tang Yihan on the other end of the phone was dumbfounded.

She said uncertainly, "This...isn't this Su Xiaoning's phone number?"

"Yes, I am Su Xiaoning."

Su Xiaoning pursed her lips, "But I lost my memory, I don't know who you are."

Tang Yihan: "..."

"Are you riding a horse to shoot a TV series? Amnesia?"

Su Xiaoning on the other end of the phone was also a little helpless, "I really lost my memory."

"I only know that my husband's name is Mo Chenyu, my son's name is Su Qingmo, my daughter's name is Su Yun, and our servants are named Aunt Li and Butler Bai."

"I also have a younger brother named Buyan, and I don't know anyone else."

After finishing speaking, she began to ask again very sincerely, "What about you, I see that your name is Tang Yihan in the note, who are you to me? Are you a friend?"

Tang Yihan: "..."

Su Xiaoning's voice was very serious, but also very peaceful, it didn't sound like a joke at all.

However, isn't the plot of amnesia only found in novels?

Tang Yihan let out a long sigh of relief helplessly, "I am your friend."

"You said you lost your memory, so are you still anxious about what happened to you these few days?"

"Can not remember."

Su Xiaoning replied earnestly and sincerely, "When I woke up, I was covered in blood and mud, and I was helped back by my brother silently."

"I still have knife wounds on my legs."

"I don't remember anything before."

Tang Yihan pursed his lips, and after thinking for a long time, he held back not to tell Su Xiaoning about the rumors outside.

She just asked her, "Do you want to get back the old memories?"

"Of course."

Su Xiaoning replied without hesitation, "No one wants to live a life without the past."

"Although I think my current life... is not bad, everyone treats me very well."

"But I still want to know what happened to me."

As she said that, she asked inquiringly, "Mo Chenyu told me not to think too much, what about you, can you tell me?"

Tang Yihan smiled faintly, "Wait for a while, I've been doing research abroad with a group of medical experts recently, and I might find out a way to restore your memory for you."

"However, it will take a while before I can help you."

"All you have to do is wait slowly, okay?"

"Ah."

Su Xiaoning pursed her lips, "This is the only way to go now."

In fact, she really didn't like the feeling of not being able to recall anything.

She can only listen to what others say.

Because she doesn't remember anything, she doesn't understand anything, and what everyone says seems to be the truth.

Not long after the call was hung up, Aunt Li and two servants came back with a lot of ingredients.

"Ma'am, are you going to make dumplings for your husband?"

Su Xiaoning nodded seriously, "Well... I have this plan."

But there is a gap between imagination and reality.

Standing in the kitchen, Su Xiaoning carefully watched Aunt Li's skillful movements of making dumplings, and slowly pinched the dumpling skin with her hands, imitating it carefully.

The first dumpling collapsed.

The second dumpling was broken.

The third dumpling was so funny that Su Xiaoning laughed.

"This is coming slowly."

Mrs. Li looked at Su Xiaoning with a smile, "Madam, would you like to rest? I'll just take their bags."

But Su Xiaoning shook her head seriously, "Didn't you say that my husband likes to eat the dumplings I made?"

"I'm still learning."

Seeing Su Xiaoning like this, Mrs. Li couldn't help but smile, "Sir, you are really lucky."

"Even if my wife doesn't remember the past, her love and concern for my husband are still the same!"

Su Xiaoning blushed at what Aunt Li said.

She pursed her lips and looked at Aunt Li, "Well...do you know how my husband and I met?"

Aunt Li paused slightly.

How did Mr. and Mrs. meet...

Didn't the husband and wife meet each other because the wife's grandma was sick and they got married?
But Aunt Li felt that she should not be the one to say this.

So she smiled and shook her head, "How can we, as servants, be clear about the two of you?"

"Why don't you ask your husband when he comes back for lunch?"

Su Xiaoning pursed her lips and could only nod her head. She lowered her head and continued to learn how to make dumplings.

Maybe the brain has no memory, but the body has memory.

After Su Xiaoning destroyed more than a dozen dumplings, she was finally able to master the trick of making dumplings proficiently. The dumplings she made became more and more beautiful and faster.

Aunt Li was stunned.

Isn't this... the dumplings my wife made before?

Not bad at all!
At eleven o'clock, the dumplings are put into the pot.

At [-]:[-], steaming dumplings were brought to the table.

At 25:[-], Mo Chenyu's car stopped outside the Mo family villa.

The man got out of the car, opened the trunk, took out the bouquet of 99 roses, and strode in the door.

"Honey! You're back!"

When Su Xiaoning heard the sound of the car stopping, she had already rushed to the door.

The first time she opened the door with a smile, what she saw was the fiery red roses in front of her.

The woman's heart stopped beating suddenly.

(End of this chapter)