Chapter 1944 — Can't Remember
The Blossom Guardian · Page 1 of 2
"All right, let's not talk about that anymore. Tell us about Uncle Qing. Wei Zhao, you must know about Uncle Qing's past, don't you? What really happened? Tell Xiaoshu and me about it." Gu Mengyao was afraid that if the conversation went on, Wei Zhao would start asking this and that again—the more one said, the more one gave away—so she hurriedly steered the topic back to Uncle Qing.
Besides, she was very curious about the story between Uncle Qing and Grandma Sun, and Wei Zhao clearly knew something about it; that much had been plain from the look on his face at the dinner table.
"All right..." Wei Zhao happened to have nothing else to do. Uncle Qing was inside talking with Grandma Sun, so Wei Zhao sat in the living room and told Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu the story of the massacre that had wiped out Uncle Qing's family all those years ago...
When Wei Zhao finished, the young miss's face was tinged with sorrow, and Xiaoshu too was silent. Clearly both of them had been moved by the misery of Uncle Qing's past. Wei Zhao did not disturb them; when he had first heard Uncle Qing tell it, he had felt the same grief and the same sighing wonder.
After a long while, Gu Mengyao said, "I knew Uncle Qing had a bitter past, but I never imagined it was as tragic as that..."
"Yes. To think that Uncle Qing's daughter... and his master..." Shen Yushu now showed her true nature again. "Still, he found Grandma Sun. That's a blessing in the midst of misfortune."
"Yes. I hope they can be together and live out their remaining years in peace..." Gu Mengyao nodded.
"I just wonder how Grandma Sun lost her memory, and whether she can get it back," Shen Yushu said.
Gu Mengyao was so angry she nearly kicked Shen Yushu in her plump chest and killed her outright. Why bring up the matter of lost memory again?
"Wei Zhao, your medical skills are superb. Is there anything you can do?" Gu Mengyao shifted the topic to Wei Zhao's medical skill, giving him no chance to make further associations.
"I... I'll give it a try," Wei Zhao said. He could not promise anything; he would examine her first and see.
Not long after Wei Zhao finished his account, Uncle Qing and Grandma Sun pushed the door open and came out. Wei Zhao saw that Uncle Qing's face held relief, but also some distress, while Grandma Sun's face seemed at once sorrowful and lost...
"Uncle Qing, how did it go?" Gu Mengyao asked.
"I told her everything... but she can't remember any of it..." Uncle Qing said with a bitter smile.
"I can't be sure either... whether I am Mr. Li Fu's wife, because I truly have no memory of it..." Grandma Sun said, somewhat painfully. "I can't remember. I have not a single memory. But I know you wouldn't lie to me..."
"By the way, Uncle Qing, when you and Grandma Sun married, wasn't there a marriage certificate?" Wei Zhao asked suddenly. That ought to be the most important piece of evidence. Though these martial artists cared little for the rules of the mundane world, they might still have gone through the motions.
"There was. But when the family was massacred, there was barely time to save our lives—how could I have had the chance to take such things with me?" Uncle Qing said with a bitter smile. "This identity of Li Fu was re-registered for me with Mr. Gu's help."
"Hmm... but there should be a record at the Civil Affairs Bureau, shouldn't there? We can just look it up," Wei Zhao said. "If it was registered in another province or city and it's inconvenient to check, I can ask Yang Huaijun or Qiu Lingshan to look into it. They should have an easier time of it."
"That's right!" Uncle Qing's eyes lit up. "Luoyue, when we married, we had our photograph taken too. There must be a record. We'll know as soon as we check."
"Mm..." Though Grandma Sun now believed Uncle Qing's words, if there was evidence, she certainly did not mind confirming it.