General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming novel Chapter 361

Chapter 361: Memory Recovery

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

After Su Cheng and Su MO left Qin Yun’s courtyard, they walked towards the east gate.

Su Cheng was anxious to see Su Ergou and walked in front.

Su MO put away his sword and followed behind him silently.

His visit to the residence today reminded him of something. The competition was in three days, but they had yet to tell his uncle about his background. Could it be that he had to compete with Qin Jiang in a muddle-headed manner?

This was not going to work. _{freeωebnovēl.c૦m}

Because when that day really came, even if they kept their mouths shut, the people present would not have any scruples.

What if Uncle found out about his background from someone else and triggered his childhood memories? Would he fall into a coma again?

What should he do?

Should he stop everyone from talking, or find a suitable time to tell Uncle before that?

Su Mo’s head hurt. He narrowed his eyes. Su Cheng was gone!

Su MO hurriedly looked around and realized that they had unknowingly arrived at his grandaunt’s courtyard when she was alive.

Su Cheng stood at the door in a daze, looking at the tightly shut courtyard door with a blank expression.

Su MO opened his mouth. “Uncle…”

Su Cheng pushed open the courtyard door.

Su MO paused.

The furnishings in the courtyard had not been changed. It was the same every day for thirty years. Steward Cen would bring people to sweep, trim the flowers, and repair the roof when necessary.

But they would not move anything without permission.

The swing set in the front yard was already stained with rust, and the stone table stools at the side were also showing signs of erosion.

The crabapple flowers bloomed beautifully, but they were not fragrant.

The koi tish in the small pond changed batch after batch but the number and size were the same as thirty years ago.

There was a small waterwheel on the edge of the pond.

Su Cheng walked over and shook the controller.

The waterwheel rattled to life.

His memories seemed to be spinning as strange images flashed through his mind.

A three-year-old child squatted beside the waterwheel and shook it with all his might. “Mother, the waterwheel is so fun! ”

The woman lay on the rattan chair and leisurely nibbled on a snack. “Stop playing. Come and rest for a while. Look at how sweaty you are.”

The little boy said, “But I’m not tired! I still want to play!”

The scene changed. The little boy was four years old. He ran over and said to the woman sitting on the rattan chair eating fruits, “Mother, why isn’t Father back yet?”

The woman glanced at him speechlessly. “Your father just left, okay?” The little boy tilted his head. “But I think he’s been gone for a long time.”

“Son, who’s the most beautiful woman in the world?”

“Mother!”

“Che’er!”

“Dad!”

The little boy was picked up by a burly man in armor.

The man smiled. “Did you listen to your mother at home today?” The little bean nodded vigorously. “Yes, yes! I’m very obedient!”

“Didn’t make your mother angry?

“No, no! My mother is the most beautiful and kindest woman in the world. Why would she be angry with her own son?”

“Rascal! Did you break my bracelet again?! How many bracelets have you broken this month?”

The woman grabbed the feather duster and rushed out. “I’m going to smash your butt today!”

The little bean trembled. “Okay, she’s a little angry.”

The scene changed. The sky was dark and gloomy. It was no longer that warm and lively courtyard.

On the mountain path, they encountered a pursuit. He was pushed into the cold lake by the woman.

The sword pierced through the woman’s body.