My Youth Began With Him

"Yep."

"It’s not tired, see you have been busy recently."

Huo Mian shook his head. "Not tired, not as busy as you think."

Yang Meirong took out an apple, washed it and handed it to Huo Mian.

"Thank you mom." She smiled sweetly.

"Zhi Xin called me, it’s all over... It’s pretty good there."

"Well, I sent a WeChat to me. I saw the photo. It is really a good environment... Mom, don't get angry. Now that technology is so developed, video calls are very convenient."

"I know, I don't think about him. I remember you, and I don't have a child. I can kill me."

Yang Meirong has always had no babies because of her sleep, and she always chanted.

"Mom... Lingling took me to see Chinese medicine on the day, I am drinking soup. Oh, don't worry, it is estimated that there will be soon. The Chinese doctor said that I am a cold constitution, not easy to conceive, but I can't say it. Ah, the problem is not big."

"That's good, you take medicine on time, take care of it, and... talk to your hospital, don't go to night shift, stay up all night is bad for your health."

"Know it... Mom, oh, yes, Mom... Who was my name, why is it Hum sleep?"

Yang Meirong sat down on the sofa next to her, trying to remember...

"At the time, I remember that I gave you a name called Huo."

"Oh... the soil is slag." Huo Mian almost spit out the apple, knowing that if he is called Huo Wei now, it is estimated that Qin Chu will laugh at her.

"Yeah... You Uncle Uncle said it is not good, not special enough... I want to give you a special name."

"Uncle Uncle He... Why do you have to give me a special name?" Huo Mian asked some questions with his mother.

She is increasingly feeling that Uncle King has a lot of secrets... How did he not find it before?

Is it true that Huo Zhenghai said that the uncle is not deep?

"Who knows? He said that, then then... you love to cry... It’s strange, I am breastfeeding you, but you are still very unconscious, not the same as Zhixin. When I was young, I would sleep after eating milk. You can’t do it. You didn’t have a full moon at that time, you always cried, and the voice of crying was very loud. We all couldn’t sleep well. Later, you said Uncle Jing... It’s better to call it. Sleeping, I hope to sleep well in the future, just like this, the name is fixed."

"Mom... I was born with me, wasn't the founder of the East Pottery Township Lan Dafu delivered? Then... After I was born, did Uncle Jing have a relationship with the Lan Dafu? Is it a distant relative?"

Yang Meirong nodded. "Yeah... I have a relationship. When I was sitting in the moon, your uncle Jing went to Dongtao Town once and gave Lanhua a special product on our side."

"Later? Is there a lot of times when Uncle Jing returned to Dongtao Town?" Huo Mian asked.

"Fortunately, quite a lot, because I have to help you with some complicated procedures. Who knows? Anyway, when I was sitting in the moon, it was your uncle who was running around." Yang Meirong seems to be talking about these things. Little is known.

Most of them are based on Jingde’s words...

"Mom... is Uncle's relic still there? I want to see it."

"Look at what it does, how angry it is." Yang Meirong seems unhappy.

"I am a doctor, I still believe those? Mom, look for me, I really miss Uncle King."

"Wait... I went looking for it, it seems that there is nothing, just a small box."

After Yang Meirong went upstairs, he would walk down with a small box.

Huo Mian smiled. "Mom, can you help me with a cup of milk? I want to drink."

"Well, wait."

After Huoming opened his mother, he quickly opened the small black box and began to look at the relics left by Uncle King.

Trying to find some clues about it... Because she is more and more curious, she is more and more wondering what happened in the past.