Chapter 679: Her Name Is Yanyan?

The woman looked at the words and frowned. After a while, she whispered, "Name... Name".

She rubbed her temples, as if she was trying hard to think of something, trying to remember something.

After a while, she slapped her head hard again, but her head was empty, nothing.

Chen Jiahang saw her slapping her head and quickly grabbed her hand. Then he wrote anxiously on the notebook:

"Don't hit yourself, your head is injured. It's okay, you don't have a name, I'll ask Uncle Qiang to help you think of one."

He figured out that the wife he bought must have hit her head, so she couldn't even remember her name.

But he just heard her speak, she said the word "name". It turned out that she was not dumb.

Great!

Chen Jiahang laughed happily again. He was laughed at because he couldn't speak, and no one wanted him when he went to work in the county. Fortunately, the wife he found could speak, so it would be much more convenient in the future.

"Eat quickly." Then wrote a sentence.

Chen Jiahang served her a small bowl of porridge and handed it to the woman. He then picked up an egg he had just cooked, tapped it twice on the corner of the table, and began to peel it.

"Yan... Yanyan" At this time, the woman's low murmur sounded again in the quiet and empty hall. Although the voice was very small, it was very clear because of the silence.

"Yanyan?"

Chen Jiahang frowned, and his lips moved with it, but there was no sound.

He seemed to hear her say "Yanyan?"

He quickly picked up the pen again and wrote excitedly on it:

"Yanyan? Is this your name?"

The woman looked at what he wrote, but shook her head. This was not her name.

"What is that? Yanyan? Yanyan? Yanyan?"

Chen Jiahang was so excited that he wrote several homophones in a row. After writing, he looked at her expectantly with a pair of ink-colored eyes.

The woman looked at the row of homophones, bit her lips tightly, and moved her fingers on these homophones, and finally stopped at the last word: Yan.

"Yan Yan..." She whispered again, and she had just said this name almost unconsciously.

Chen Jiahang was very happy and wrote several "Yan Yan" in the notebook.

He wrote another sentence, "Then you should be called Chen Yan, with the same surname as me."

Then he drew several smiley faces on the notebook happily.

The woman nodded. She just said Yan Yan unconsciously, but she didn't remember the name He Xiyan, which originally belonged to her, or even where it came from. She didn't remember what she had experienced before, and her mind was blank.

She looked at the dim hall and the man in front of her who liked to laugh like a child. She felt indescribably strange. Very strange.

But she didn't know where she was familiar with.

Chen Jiahang handed her the peeled egg and made a sign language for eating, telling her to eat quickly.

He Xiyan didn't want to eat, she shook her head, but the man forced it into her. And wrote on the paper: "It's a black chicken egg, very nutritious."

After writing, he peeled another one and stuffed it into her as well.

Seeing her eat mouthful by mouthful, he felt relieved. As long as she was willing to eat, her body would get better and she could help him have a baby.

Wang's wife said that the daughter-in-law she bought would not run away as long as she had a baby.