Reborn in the Seventies: Pampered Wife, Owning some Farmland
Chapter 552 - Chapter 552 Chapter 552 Ahao are you guessing riddles_1

Chapter 552: Chapter 552: Ahao, are you guessing riddles?_1 Chapter 552: Chapter 552: Ahao, are you guessing riddles?_1 Yun’s father too was aware of this outcome.

“Go to sleep early. They will be staying at our place for a few days starting tomorrow.” Yun’s father felt a pang of regret about his son’s memory loss, but was relieved that he was physically okay. This was the best consolation for them.

What could be better than being alive?

Meng Yunhan’s family returned to town and had a simple dinner.

“Our Little Huzi did really well today.” Meng Yunhan was praising Little Huzi while giving him a bath.

Little Huzi clapped his small hands.

“Mommy is also great.”

After Yun Hao finished his bath, he stood aside watching them lavishing compliments on each other.

It was a bit irritating to see.

“Hanhan, let me help him bathe.” He couldn’t stand to watch them waste half the day on a single bath, so he decided to lend a hand.

“Alright!”

With a few swift movements, Yun Hao finished bathing Little Huzi. He wiped him with a dry towel, carried him single-handedly into the room, dumped him on the bed, and began coaxing Little Huzi to sleep.

Coaxing, or rather, threatening Little Huzi to sleep.

By the time Meng Yunhan had finished her bath, Little Huzi was already asleep.

“He’s asleep….”

“Mm.”

Meng Yunhan started to think about the space.

Should she tell Ahao about it?

She kept putting it off, afraid that everything would return to the starting point once the secret of the space was revealed.

“Your eyebrows are furrowed. Is something bothering you?” Yun Hao fanned his wife and son with a straw fan.

“There’s something. If I tell you, you will definitely think it’s fantastical.”

Seeing his wife so serious, Yun Hao gently touched her face, “Are you saying you’re not from this world?”

Meng Yunhan shook her head, “Of course I’m from this world.”

“Then, do you know spells?”

Meng Yunhan looked helplessly: Ahao, are you trying to guess a riddle?

“I know magic.”

Magic?

Not a spell, but magic?

“Look… what’s this?”

Yun Hao, who was previously lying down, suddenly sat straight up. He looked at the large peach in his wife’s hand, then at her thin clothes. It was impossible for her to hide a large peach in those clothes, so how did it appear?

Could his wife really perform magic?

Yun Hao stared at his wife’s hand, eager to see her continue her magic, “What else do you have?”

“Grapes…”

This time Yun Hao didn’t even blink, and a bunch of grapes just suddenly appeared.

He was utterly astonished.

“My wife, this is not some simple magic!” This was indeed becoming a bit fantastical. There was no way to make sense of it.

“Yes, it’s not magic. What I’m about to tell you is the truly fantastical thing.” Meng Yunhan said very seriously.

“Wife, this is your secret, isn’t it?” Yun Hao thought back to when he was in a vegetative state. He had previously researched books on the subject. He knew that most of the time, people who had been in such a state for even one and a half minutes would likely remain that way for life. But he had woken up in just three months.

“Yes, this is my secret, Ahao, won’t you find it scary?” After all, all of this remained unknown to him. Maybe she was terrifying in his eyes.

Yun Hao asked seriously, “Will you disappear?”

Meng Yunhan did not have an answer to that question.

She did not know, maybe one day she would wake up and everything would return to its starting point. Maybe all this was a dream, and she was still lying in a high-level ward, waiting for death to come.

She didn’t know, she just didn’t know.

Yun Hao’s heart was hanging in suspension. Unprecedented tension appeared on his face as he muttered in a low voice, “Wife, will you disappear?”

He didn’t dare to think about what he would do if his wife disappeared.