Chapter 941: Recovering Lost Memories

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

People had many things to do in Su Teng Village and Tenghe Town. The area no longer looked like a village and felt more prosperous than the capital.

Ji Zhengjing’s eyes widened as he looked around, thinking everything was an illusion. He wondered how a village could be so prosperous and lively. He saw many fun things to do and delicious food to eat.

He did not know what Su Fengmao had been up to all these years. Although he heard that his foster son was just a farmer, it did not seem that way at all. After all, the Su siblings would not be so capable if Su Fengmao were just a farmer.

Ji Zhengjing knew his foster son must have become someone extraordinary since Su Fengmao’s children were highly knowledgeable and owned so many businesses.

“Drink up, Master Zhengjing.”

“Oh, right.” Ji Zhengjing was still in a daze at that moment. He saw everyone enjoying their drinks and joined in. Immediately after, he stammered, “I-It’s so delicious. So, this is…milk tea?”

It differed from wine as it tasted sweet, not intense. Moreover, the milk tea carried a fruity fragrance.

“Gulp, gulp, gulp.” Ji Zhengjing drank half a cup in one go. “It’s so tasty!”

He had eaten many delicacies and drunk various wines as he was the master of the Black Shadow Pavilion. However, he had never tasted anything like the milk tea. He felt satisfied after taking several gulps.

Su Binglan smiled when she saw everyone enjoying their drinks. “There’s a chair on that side. Let’s sit there for a while.”

She had expanded the milk tea shop and added another floor with tables and chairs. She also put parasols outside for people to sit under the shade.

Although the weather was not hot that evening, and the sun was not too bright, people sat outside and enjoyed the breeze. Su Binglan and the others sat outside for a while.

Su Wenwu looked around and felt relieved as he drank his milk tea. He then took in the scent of his hometown, saying, “I can smell the plants and the soil whenever I take a breath. It’s so refreshing.”

“It must’ve rained a few days ago.” Su Binglan smiled. “It smells of fresh soil because it hasn’t dried up yet.”

“Indeed, the scent was pleasant and refreshing,” Su Wenwu added, “It reminds me of many interesting things I did during my childhood. I remember running to the river to play when it rained.”

Ye Feiran listened to Su Wenwu with great interest. She felt he had a real and carefree childhood. Although Su Wenwu and his family could barely afford to eat back then, he still had fun as a child.

On the other hand, Ye Feiran had to disguise herself as a man and learn many things when she was a child. She could never go out and play like ordinary children. Instead, she could only look out the window and watch the birds.

Fortunately, Ye Feiran had dealt with her family and was free to go wherever she pleased with Su Wenwu. She felt genuinely at ease as she sat with the group and enjoyed her milk tea.

Soon after, the group reached the Su family’s house on foot, leading the carriage over. When they passed by the ice cream factory, Su Fengmao happened to come out and bump into them.

“Binglan, is that you? When did you get back?” Su Fengmao rubbed his eyes, thinking he was hallucinating for a moment. After realizing he was not, he ran toward the group excitedly.

“Of course, it’s me. Did you come here to pick up the popsicles?”

Su Fengmao said smilingly, “Yeah, it’s almost autumn, after all. Since the weather is getting colder, people don’t really want to eat popsicles. Still, I think it’s hot and want to eat some popsicles.”

“You didn’t eat too many, did you?” Su Binglan asked suspiciously.

“Of course not. I only have two popsicles a day at most. Sometimes, we eat watermelons and fruits instead of popsicles. I remember you telling us not to eat too many popsicles.”

Ji Zhengjing was stunned as he watched the father and daughter chat. He could recognize Su Fengmao, even after spending so many years apart. He could still recognize his disciple and saw Su Fengmao’s younger self.

Moreover, Su Fengmao typically drank spiritual spring water, which helped to slow down his aging.

Su Binglan thought of Ji Zhengjing and said, “Father, look who I brought with me.”

She made way for her father to see Ji Zhengjing. Su Fengmao looked at the older man and was a little puzzled. Suddenly, Su Fengmao’s mind seemed to flood when he realized who the older man was.

The face that Su Fengmao had struggled to remember became apparent. All of his memories surged instantly, causing him to feel a headache. “Ah, my head hurts…”

Su Fengmao almost fainted with so many memories rushing into his mind. Before he fainted, he called out, “Godfather!”

Ji Zhengjing hurried over to help Su Fengmao up, but Luo Jin’an had already caught him. The former asked in a panic, “Is Fengmao okay? Quick, let’s take him to a doctor.”

Su Binglan said, “My father’s fine, Master Zhengjing. He just fainted, that’s all. He’ll feel better once he wakes up. It seems he’s regained all of his memories and still remembers you.”

Ji Zhengjing’s eyes reddened. He had taken Su Fengmao as his godson because he trusted him so much. The former knew Su Fengmao had a good temperament and an excellent character.

“Let’s bring your father home.” Ji Zhengjing did not expect the Su family to live in such a massive house. They looked like they came from wealth. Moreover, all the villagers greeted the family with concern.

Ji Zhengjing knew the villagers were honest people. He thought that Su Teng Village was an excellent place to live.

Meanwhile, Shen Qiuhua saw the older man and called out to him, “Godfather!”

“You must be Fengmao’s wife. It’s good to meet you.” Ji Zhengjing could tell that Shen Qiuhua was a good person and was happy for his godson.

‘No wonder Fengmao’s children are so kind-hearted and virtuous.’

Coincidentally, Su Wenzhe was home, too. When Shen Qiuhua brought in Ji Zhengking, he went to entertain the older man.

Ultimately, Su Fengmao was okay and slowly woke up after Su Binglan gave him an injection. He then sorted out his memories and rushed over to kneel before his godfather.