Chapter 332

Kuankuan's memory of he Liancheng comes from the photos. He has taught him about his family since he was a child. He teaches him to call dad with the photos of he Liancheng every day. So in his broad mind, he Liancheng is still the same.

When he was one year old and eight months old, I once went to he's house to see him. I saw him kissing him with a picture of he Liancheng. While kissing him, I yelled, "Dad, Dad..."

When I saw this scene, I burst out with tears. I calmed down outside for half an hour before I went in with tears.

When he saw me, he came to hold me with his fat legs, and he Liancheng's picture was still in one hand. Even though the picture was a little wrinkled by him, he Liancheng's handsome face was very conspicuous on it.

"Mom, when will dad come down?" He pointed to the photo and asked me.

From that day on, I consciously told him the truth of something. He was young and didn't understand the concept of no father, because he Zelin protected him very well. Whether it's material or spiritual, he uses the best.

Later, as he grew older and older, he seemed to understand what it meant to have no father. He never asked about he Liancheng again, and seriously and calmly accepted the fact that his father died.

Now, when he was unprepared, we suddenly told him that his father was still alive, just changed his face, and his little head would not understand.

I really didn't think about how to explain to him.

He couldn't understand why he had to forget the past and why he had to change his face, so I was speechless after thinking about his problems.

He was silent in my arms for a while, and continued to ask, "Mom, what do you say?"

If he is allowed to take this problem with him, he will never admit that Cheng Xin is he Liancheng. We can never use children to stimulate he Liancheng to connect the memories of the past.

I thought about the words, touched his head, gave him a kiss on the face and said, "Mom didn't know that dad was alive until recently."

As soon as he heard me begin to talk about it, he immediately raised his head and shrunk out, with a pair of bright black eyes, looking at me cleanly.

"Grandfather told you that dad died in a car accident, didn't he?" I lead slowly.

He nodded seriously.

"In fact, in that car accident, I thought my father was dead, but later a man quietly transferred my father to a foreign country for treatment in order to save his father. Not only my mother didn't know about this, but also my grandfather didn't know about it. At that time, Dad's face was injured and his brain was also injured. During the treatment, in order to save dad's life, the doctor had to choose to let him forget the past, and then after the injury on his face was cured, it became what it is now. " I tried to tell the story in a language that my child could understand.

I don't want to tell him the middle of the calculation and the stratagem, and I don't want him to know.

"Do you understand? We don't mean to cheat you, but we just know the truth. " I patted him on the back of the hand, gently soothing.

After hearing what I said, he didn't ask immediately. Instead, he turned his eyes and thought for a while before asking, "it's a good thing to cure dad completely. Why did that man take dad away without telling you and grandfather?"

This little thing, once again asked the point. I suddenly feel a little headache. I just thought about how to open my mouth for a long time just to make him ignore it.

"Is that man good or bad? If it's a good man, he won't be afraid to cure his father. Grandfather and mother know that if it's a bad man, he won't cure his father. " I didn't answer, so I asked the question more thoroughly.

"Baby, there are many things that can't be distinguished by good or bad. In the world, not all people can be divided into good and bad people except black or white." I really don't know how to explain it. It's irresponsible to say that you will understand it when you grow up. But if I don't say that, how can I explain it clearly.

The little thing is as like as two peas in He Liancheng's character.

He saw that I really couldn't say anything any more. He nodded his head and asked carefully: "will dad change back to the original? Such a father is not good-looking

I sighed. I want to know what he asked. But I also know that if a person wants to change his facial features, he has to suffer thousands of cuts. I don't want to let he Liancheng go through the pain again.

"Mom, I won't ask." He saw my dilemma and touched my lips.

"The mother you asked didn't know, but she didn't tell you. But as long as mom tells you, it's true. Trust me, OK? " I held him in my arms and promised in a low voice.He gave a muffled answer in my arms and then nodded.

This matter has been mentioned. In the following time, Kuankuan really didn't mention it again. After waking up every day, he would like to go to he Liancheng's room barefoot.

When I ran after him with shoes and socks and asked him why he didn't wear them, he looked back at me with a smile and said, "I want to spend more time with my father, so that my father can think of me earlier, as well as my mother, brother and grandfather."

This little thing's sensible, let alone me, even he Liancheng, who can't remember now, was moved. He reached out and took Kuankuan into his arms. He gave him a kiss on the forehead and said, "I'll try my best to remember it earlier. What I can remember now is the little red look when you just came out of the delivery room. Your eyes are not as big and beautiful as they are now."

"I'm a boy, so I don't want to be beautiful!" Kuankuan raises his head and retorts.

"Well, we are men. We should be handsome, not beautiful." He Liancheng answered in a hurry.

The arrival of Kuankuan seems to make he Liancheng's situation more stable. He has not even experienced another outburst, but forgetfulness and reminiscence often alternate.

After aunt Cao lived here for half a month, because we were worried that he Zelin would live alone and that he might have health problems, we advised aunt Cao to go back and stay here leniently.

Uncle Zhao also likes Kuankuan very much. He plays with him every day and jokingly says he wants to recognize him as a grandson.

Time flies when children are around. Half a month later, he Liancheng's treatment has reached the final stage.

We have lived in this hospital for two and a half months since the Spring Festival. The weather has changed from slightly cold to slightly hot. All kinds of flowers and plants in the flower bed spread their small leaves under the moistening of spring, and even some of them are covered with branches. They look very attractive.

Spring is coming with hope. He Liancheng's physical and mental evaluation before the last stage of treatment is very good, which is basically the same as the plan.

I'm responsible for the usual diet and daily care. I'll be there every time he has an examination. Basically, I'll watch the doctor do every step. After a long time, I have a certain understanding of all kinds of medicine, and even know the general efficacy.

Tomorrow, the last stage of treatment will begin!

I specially made a delicious table to celebrate. Uncle Zhao was the first to raise his glass to celebrate he Liancheng's recovery. After putting down his glass, he touched his broad head with a little regret and said, "my two little bastards say that it's too tired to have children every day. I don't have to be free for another two years. I don't have to be able to see my grandson for another two years. No, go back and urge them to have children! "

Uncle Zhao has two sons, and both of them are married. But now in the city, there are many children's families. Unfortunately, uncle Zhao's two sons are not willing to have children, saying that they want to be dinks. Originally, uncle Zhao didn't care about it. Recently, Kuankuan ran around in front of him and won his favor. Suddenly I changed my mind and felt that I had to have a grandson, otherwise my life would not be perfect.

He became the person who changed the most quickly because of Kuankuan.

He Liancheng chuckled and gave me some food. He said in a low voice, "thank you very much. Otherwise, I'm in my thirties, and I don't have a child. My father is probably in Uncle Zhao's current state."

My eyes are slightly red. I don't know the pressure of a single woman to take care of her children.

But in front of the child's face, I quickly adjusted my mind. I talked with Uncle Zhao with a smile. I held Kuankuan to the chair and watched him eat.

Because of the doctor's advice, I packed up my things and urged he Liancheng to have a rest. The whole day's treatment tomorrow is not easy, and rest is not good for brain recovery.

Although he was a little reluctant, he was the first one to go back to the bedroom.

Kuankuan skillfully waved his hand to say good night.

After he Liancheng left, I dare to ask Uncle Zhao: "tomorrow's treatment, how much do you think the probability of success is, why I feel so weak now."

"It's OK. Tension is a normal reaction." Uncle Zhao stopped to tease Kuankuan's hand, comforted me and said, "look at Liancheng's present mental state, it should be very smooth. What's more, there is still such a little lucky star. If he wants to worry about it, he will remember it. "

After all, tomorrow will be the operation, I can't say anything more, so I have to put down those worries in my heart. At the same time, I pray silently in my heart, hope everything goes well tomorrow!

Early the next morning, he Liancheng got up in high spirits. Kuankuan's spirit was also good, but I had a little dark circles under my eyes.

Send he Liancheng into the treatment room full of all kinds of high-tech instruments again, my palms almost sweat. I really don't want him to be tortured like this again. His body is like playing a science fiction movie and is connected with countless lines. With the doctor's action in front of the operating table, his body will have different reactions. That kind of violent reaction makes me feel distressed.His original hesitation, after Kuankuan's arrival, began to smile every day. After calling dad, he disappeared without a trace. He even went in every treatment with a smile and comforted us before going in.

I think, in his heart, as Uncle Zhao said, he should be concerned after he Liancheng's partial memory has been restored