"It seems to be true, but why can't I remember it?" Fat mother scratched her head on her own.

"Oh, you just woke up and your head was not very smart, so you can't remember!"

"ah--!!!"

Suddenly, the fat mother screamed, which scared Dong Biao and asked: "What's wrong, you're okay, wife!"

The fat mother touched her belly with a panic look on her face, then looked at her hands, her mouth trembling as if: "I, I... Why did I become so fat, my belly is still so big!"

Dong Biao immediately said: "After getting married, you will gain weight!"

"No! No!" Fat mother shook her head immediately: "No, no matter how fat she is, her belly will not be so big!"

"That's... because... because you're pregnant with a daughter!"

"Daughter? How do you know about husband?"

Before this era of B-ultrasound came out, Dong Biao thought it was not good. He accidentally let it go, and then pointed at a person in the house and shouted loudly: "We have given birth to a son, I think this time I will have a daughter!"

Fat mother looked in the direction Dong Biao pointed, and saw someone sitting on a chair in the room with her legs crossed.

Seeing that this man was taller than him, at least 1.8 meters tall, fat mother swallowed and pointed at Dong Yi and said, "Are you saying he is my son?"

Dong Biao nodded immediately: "Yes, yes!"

"He... how old is he...?"

"I'll do it..." Dong Biao then muttered: "Azhen is four years younger than Ayi and has one year of pregnancy. From this point of view, Ayi should be only three years old!"

After looking at Dong Yi's head and figure, Dong Biao felt embarrassed, but in order to arouse the memory of the fat mother, he held the mentality of treating the dead horse as a living horse and said with a stingy forehead: "He is our son, and he is three years old this year!"

"Damn it... he's three fucking old!"

The fat mother stared at Dong Biao next to her, and her voice trembled: "Biao Ge Ge... isn't my husband, do you say he is only three years old? No, how can I remember that he seems to be an elder in your clan..."

Dong Biao immediately interrupted: "You remembered wrongly, he is really our children!"

Then Dong Biao hurried to Dong Yi's side, and then looked at Dong Yi staring at his dead fish eyes, looking like he was desperate, and he almost engraved the three words unwilling to his forehead.

Seeing that Dong Yi was motionless like a piece of wood, Dong Biao slapped Dong Yi on the shoulder, lowered his voice and blamed him: "You are crazy, why don't you say hello to your mother yet!"

Dong Yi rolled his eyes and looked reluctant: "Have you ever seen a three-year-old child say hello on his own initiative?

Just think you are mentally retarded and have not learned to speak yet!"

"Boy? Why did I work so hard for? I'm not just for your mother to recover soon.

Cooperate with me!!!”

Seeing Dong Biao looking like he cannibalism, Dong Yi sighed helplessly? He waved to the fat mother reluctantly? He said with a blank expression: "Hi, hello, mom? I am your three-year-old son!"

The fat mother nodded subconsciously and looked at Dong Biao: "Husband? Are you wrong? He looks like this... he is not three years old no matter how you look..."

Dong Biao smiled awkwardly and looked at Dong Yi fiercely: "Call me!"

"I called me, mom, mom, mom has been calling me for a long time? What else do you want me!" Dong Yi curled his lips.

"Who told you to call that? There must be the movements, expressions, and tone of a three-year-old child!

What you want to call is not your mother, you want to call like a child——!"

"Dad is almost the same. I am an adult. I am a decent man. I am a good boy. Is it appropriate for you to let me play a child?

The performance of the show is enough to support me. Look at me? A person with such a big age can tell at a glance? How could I be a three-year-old child?

If you perform like this, it’s a good thing that no one sees at home? Otherwise, if I’m seen by people outside, I won’t make people laugh out loud!”

"Didn't you always want to be an actor? Look at you, how can you look like an actor?"

"That's the past. Besides, even if the Academy Award winner comes, he can't play a three-year-old child!"

"Boy, what's wrong with your sacrifice in order to help your mother recover her memory as soon as possible? I'll ask you if you want to scream!"

Seeing Dong Biao insisting repeatedly, Dong Yi sighed helplessly, looked at Fat Mom, gritted his teeth, blushed, and held two words out of his mouth: "Ama..."

When the fat mother saw the man opposite, she looked like she was indulging in love. She nodded subconsciously, looked at Dong Biao and asked, "Husband, this... this person is really only three years old?"

Dong Biao insisted on making a horse, and patted Dong Yi on the shoulder and said, "Of course he is only three years old, why am I lying to you?"

The fat mother was still not sure. She looked at the two people in front of her and muttered a lot. When the man reluctantly called her, she felt that she felt like she had an absurd dream when she woke up today!

Suddenly, he thought of something and covered his face and started crying. This scared the father and son. Dong Biao hurried to the side of the fat mother and asked carefully: "What's wrong with you, wife?"

The fat mother cried and said with a grievance: "Okay, Dong Biao, I promised to be with you because you are honest and responsible. I didn't expect you to have such a big child of unknown origin, wuwu..."

Hearing this, Dong Biao was stunned and speechless, not knowing how to persuade Fat Mom.

Dong Yi sat on the chair, couldn't help but sigh, shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "Dad, let's see!

I said that I won’t participate in this matter today. Now, let’s do it, let’s do it!

My innocent and beautiful man has become an unknown origin!

What's this called a matter!"

After saying that, he got up from the chair and was about to leave. Seeing this, Dong Biao hurriedly asked: "Sheizai, where are you going!"

"I'll avoid it, so I can save myself a while and then pull out your mistress!"

Then he went out without looking back and went out of the house to find Zhao Min, thinking that he would stay with Zhao Min for the past few days to avoid suspicion!

As for what my mother does, he can’t help, so he can only leave it to his father who likes to be a director!

After Dong Yi escaped from the house, there were only Dong Biao and Fei Ma at home. Dong Biao persuaded him and finally persuaded Fei Ma!

Until nightfall, Xiaoling and Azhen returned home. When Azhen saw that Dong Biao was the only one busy in the kitchen, she was curious: "Dad, where is my mom?"

"Your mom is overly sad today, and she will be resting in your room!"

"Where is that brother, he is not here!"

"Oh, that little brat, I ran out of the house early this morning. I think he might not come back in the past few days. I can only say that today's plot is too early and the steps are a bit big. By the way, Azhen!"

Ah Jinmi stared at her eyes: "What's wrong?"

"Tomorrow, you get up a little earlier, let's work together to see if it can awaken your mother's memory!"

Azhen curled her lips: "Okay, but how can she act then?"

"I'll tell you when I finish my meal!"
Chapter completed!