Chapter 2075
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She finally knew everything!
Qianqian, Ji You, and Liu Yun's mother said the same thing, except for the reason Liu Yun's mother said she lost her memory.
It turned out that she had lived with her biological parents in Tang Village for so long!
She remembered Tang Yu. The way he looked at her was very loving.
Except for when he looked at her and Helian's mother, he was cold to everyone else.
And he lost his memory too!
She looked at Murong Qianqian. "Did Tang Yu have the same symptoms as me when he was with Helian's mother?"
Murong Qianqian said, "Strangely, no."
Tang Yu's father didn't?
Then why was she like this?
Actually, it didn't matter if she didn't remember. As long as she didn't have a splitting headache when she was with him, she would be satisfied.
Murong Qianqian was just about to say something when Little Cherry and Little Watermelon woke up.
Tang Si quickly got up.
Little Cherry and Little Watermelon had already sat up.
Little Cherry knew how to call Papa and Mama, but Little Watermelon didn't.
Little Cherry didn't open her eyes and just called out "Papa" in a soft voice.
Tang Si said, "Mama will take you to find Papa now, okay?"
Little Cherry rubbed her eyes with her little hands and opened her arms for a hug.
Tang Si picked her up and looked at the quiet Little Watermelon.
She couldn't carry both of them by herself. It would be great if Ji You was here.
Murong Qianqian picked up Little Watermelon. "Do you still know Little Aunt?"
Little Watermelon obviously knew Murong Qianqian and actually smiled.
Tang Si was surprised and said, "She hasn't smiled at me before."
Murong Qianqian kissed Little Watermelon. Her heart ached for this little guy. His health would always be bad in the future. Fortunately, she was there at that time and saved his life. "I've been with children for a long time. They all like me."
Tang Si said, "Yeah, but you're pregnant. You can't carry the baby, right?"
Murong Qianqian said, "Small watermelon is very light. It's fine."
Tang Si's heart ached.
Yes, Little Watermelon's height and weight were much smaller than average. He was very thin, and only his small face was round.
When she heard Little Cherry calling for Papa, she carried Little Cherry to look for Ji You.
Ji You looked at Tang Si.
Tang Si blushed. "Little Cherry is looking for Papa."
Ji You reached out to take it, kissed Little Cherry, and brought her to make milk powder for the two children.
Tang Si looked at his back and suddenly said, "Ji Ji, let's get married again."
Ji You froze and turned to look at Tang Si.
Tang Si repeated, "Let's get married so that we can register Little Cherry and Little Watermelon."
The rest were all excuses.
Therefore, at this moment, her face was very red!
Ji You said, "Are you sure?"
Tang Si didn't dare to look at him. "Yeah, I'm sure. Tomorrow will do."
Then, afraid that she would faint again, she ran away.
Ji You looked at Tang Si's back, his eyes red and his heart burning.
Did his girl fall in love with him again and want to get married to him?
Hearing Little Cherry's babbling, he looked at her anxiously drinking the milk powder and kissed her on the forehead. "Don't worry, Daddy will make it for you soon."
After making two bottles of milk powder, he stuffed one into Little Cherry's mouth. In a rare good mood, he put her on the bed and went to carry Little Watermelon.
Just as he reached the door, he bumped into Tang Si, who was carrying Little Watermelon.
Tang Si looked at Ji You and stretched out her hand. "Here's our son."
Ji You took it and gently and carefully placed him on the bed, feeding him the milk powder.
As Little Cherry ate the milk powder, she twisted her body to look at Little Watermelon and playfully kicked Little Watermelon.
Ji You looked at her. "Be good, don't bully Big Brother."
He held Little Cherry's little foot with one hand.
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