Chapter 7
Although Xia Zijin couldn't hear the indifference in his tone, Xia Zijin knew from the look of disgust on his face that the person in front of him didn't like her.

This time Xia Zijin was really angry, "Daddy really shouldn't have saved you. To save you, he even threw away the herbal medicine that mother was given to treat the disease. He really has no conscience, hum."

Hearing that the little boy's eyes changed slightly, but then he said with a blank expression: "I didn't ask you to save me."

"You——okay, then you can go." Xia Zijin looked unhappy, and her impression of this ungrateful and polite little boy in front of her was extremely bad.

The little boy was a stubborn person. He lifted the quilt without saying a word when he heard Xia Zijin's words, put on his shoes and was about to leave.

As soon as he walked to the door, he ran into Xia Ziran who had finished washing the dishes and was about to see the two of them. Seeing that the little boy seemed to be leaving, Xia Ziran asked, "Son, where are you going?"

Seeing the real concern on Xia Ziran's face, the little boy's heart moved, but there was still no expression on his face, but his tone was much better than when he was talking to Xia Zijin, "Get out of here."

"Then do you know where your home is? I'll take you back." Xia Ziran was definitely worried about letting such a small person leave alone.

Unexpectedly, the little boy's face suddenly changed when he heard Xia Ziran's words, and the scene before falling off the cliff appeared in his mind, his little face was instantly pale as paper, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Seeing this, Xia Ziran was startled, and quickly supported the little boy's unsteady body, and then called Xia Zijin, "Zijin, come and help."

Although Xia Zijin was still angry with the little boy, she knew that now was not the time to be angry, so she immediately ran over to help Xia Ziran hold the little boy and walked to the bed.

After putting the little boy on the bed, looking at him with a weak expression, he felt very sympathetic, raised his head to look at Xia Ziran and asked, "Daddy, what's wrong with him?"

"He hasn't recovered yet, so it's not suitable for him to get out of bed." Xia Ziran pampered Xia Zijin's head and said softly.

After a while, seeing the little boy's expression improved, Xia Ziran breathed a sigh of relief, leaned down and asked softly, "Son, what's your name?"

Xia Ziran's face was full of kindness, which gradually warmed up the little boy's cold heart. When facing Xia Ziran, he could not be as cold as he was to Xia Zijin.

Shaking his head, "I don't remember."

"Then do you remember your family?" Xia Ziran asked with a glimmer of hope.

Hearing this, the little boy's expression darkened, family?What is the difference between whether he exists or not? Since no one cares about his life and death, what is the point of him going back to that place? He continued to shake his head: "I don't remember."

Seeing the little boy's eyes full of fear and confusion about strange things, Xia Ziran knew that he must have lost his memory because of falling off a cliff.

As for the idea of ​​sending him home, he can only put it on hold for the time being, and can only inquire slowly in the future. Now he can't send the little boy to other places, so he can only stay in his own home.

After making the decision, Xia Ziran patted the little boy's head, and said softly, "In that case, you can stay here, as for the name——"

After thinking about it, Xia Ziran's eyes brightened, and he said, "Why don't you call me Changqing, Evergreen, I hope you will always be green like pines and cypresses forever."

Among the few idioms that Xia Ziran knew, Wan Gu Chang Qing was his favorite. In addition, his daughter's name came from Qing Qing Zi Jin, so he also took one of the characters Qing.

(End of this chapter)

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