Fan Zehao quietly asked the person beside him, "Wife, where's our daughter?"
"She said she had some unfinished business at the barracks and left shortly after lunch!"
Now the father understood what was going on. He sighed softly, "I specifically made her some corn and pork dumplings tonight, and they're ready, but she didn't get to eat them. I feel a bit down about it!"
Zhao Jiaqi looked at the plate of dumplings he had protected and smiled, "Daughter likes them, and our son likes them too. Since Yumeng isn't here, give them to our son!"
At this, Fan Zehao shielded the dumplings even more protectively, "I won't let those two have them cheaply. I'll have someone send the dumplings to our daughter!"
Zhao Jiaqi listened and sighed, shaking her head. A sweet corn and pork dumpling, and he treated it like a treasure. Couldn't they make more whenever she wanted?
Moreover, his favoritism towards their daughter was evident for all to see!
To outsiders, it looked like their daughter was their own flesh and blood, and their sons were adopted, with no one seeing how good he was to their sons.
In the end, the dumplings were indeed sent to the barracks, and the two sons didn't get to eat them. Seeing the sad expressions on her sons' faces, she felt truly heartbroken for them.
"Tomorrow, Mother will make you corn pancakes. You can have as many as you want!"
The two children's faces split into happy grins, but before they could enjoy it for long, he said, "Wife, fresh corn is hard to keep. This is all we have for this year. If you want to eat it, you'll have to wait until autumn!"
Zhao Jiaqi didn't understand and frowned slightly, "What do you mean!"
He spread his hands and looked at his two sons with helplessness, "This corn isn't worth much. It's all the same who eats it. Only the remaining old corn can be ground into flour. Nothing else can be made from it!"
"Otherwise, I would have had them make more long ago and given it to the children!"
Zhao Jiaqi fell into thought. Fresh corn kernels were common in modern times, but here, they were truly rare. She had seen them once last year, and this was the second time this year.
"Last autumn, I asked the steward to keep some fresh corn and store it in the ice cellar, but it wasn't preserved well. When we discovered it, most of the corn was frozen. Only the two cobs in the middle were edible. The rest were truly unsalvageable!"
After Fan Zehao's explanation, everyone understood why all these dumplings were given to Yumeng.
"After the corn harvest this year, I'll find a way to store some fresh ones so the children can have as many corn dumplings as they want!"
Fan Sen and Fan Yao were touched by their mother's affection. The two boys said in unison, "Thank you, Mother!"
Fan Zehao shook his head helplessly. Even five fingers are not of equal length, and he couldn't treat his children with perfect impartiality.
Once a daughter is married, she belongs to someone else. How can marrying off a daughter be the same as taking a wife? If he didn't dote on her now, would he dote on her after she was married?
Although there was a small incident during dinner, it didn't dampen everyone's spirits.
In the evening, back in their own courtyard, Fan Zehao pulled his wife and tentatively asked if she had regained her memory!
"When we got married before, the weather was truly beautiful, it was the peak of the blooming flowers!"
He was sure it was the peak of blooming flowers, not a heavy snowfall?
This husband of hers was truly diligent in probing her, even saying such things. She calmly asked, "Is that so? Then tell me about our wedding day!"
This question left Fan Zehao speechless, and then he seemed dejected, clearly indicating she hadn't remembered.
However, he still embraced her and talked about the scene that day, which also triggered Zhao Jiaqi's memories. She had transmigrated that very day. The moment she opened her eyes, she met a bearded face that looked rather simple and honest.
"Your beard was really scratchy back then. I praised Murong Big Brother for being handsome, and you got jealous and shaved off your own beard!"
After shaving, his face was quite fair and clean, not worse than anyone else's. It was just his big eyes that were truly frightening when he was angry.
"Your ability to kill a dog with one punch became known throughout the village. You're strong and have great physical strength. That's your advantage!"
Talking about the amusing past events, Zhao Jiaqi recalled with a sweet smile. Once she started talking, she couldn't stop.
A moment later, the smile on her face gradually faded. She then realized she had made a grave mistake.
She didn't dare to raise her head, which was leaning against his chest, nor did she dare to look at his current expression. She got up, pretending to be nonchalant, wanting to slip away. Before her feet touched the ground, she was pushed onto the bed by the person behind her.
Fan Zehao stared into the eyes of the woman beneath him, his excited and trembling heart unable to calm down. In a slightly hoarse voice, he asked her, "Tell me, when did you remember?"
Zhao Jiaqi's eyes, other than avoiding looking at him, were staring elsewhere in a daze. To Fan Zehao, this scene was a sign of guilt.
He roughly cupped her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. He looked deeply at the person beneath him. This woman had had him completely wrapped around her finger since they got married, and it was even more so now.
He stroked her face and said hoarsely, "You lied to me!"
"Did I? I don't think I lied to you. I just wanted you to chase me again!"
As soon as she said this, her old face couldn't help but blush.
Fan Zehao let out a light chuckle, a joyful sound emanating from his chest. He was even more playful with his words, "You've regained your memory, which means you've fallen in love with me again!"
The Forgetfulness Elixir was now completely broken. The stone that had been weighing on his heart had finally fallen, and he no longer had to worry about all sorts of messy things.
Facing her husband's question, Zhao Jiaqi dared not tell him that she had regained her memory after hitting her head. After all, a well-intentioned lie could be understood.
As for whether she had truly fallen in love with him again, Zhao Jiaqi wasn't sure. Perhaps, over the years of marriage, her unspoken affection had transformed into familial love, becoming an indispensable part of her life.
Zhao Jiaqi looked at him and replied sincerely, "I think so. If I hadn't liked you back then, I wouldn't have had children with you."
This statement was the truth. He might not be perfect, but in her eyes, he was the best.
Fan Zehao touched her head. From her eyes, he could feel her love, and that sachet was proof.
The Forgetfulness Elixir was also proof. His wife might not believe that the worm had such power, but he did.
He had asked Baili Fengge, the Grand Tutor of Xuanyuan Kingdom, and the common people of Xuanyuan Kingdom, and their replies were all consistent.
Therefore, even though his wife hadn't given him a direct answer this time, he firmly believed that Zhao Jiaqi had truly fallen in love with him again, which was why she remembered. It was just that the process of recovery had made her doubt.