Chapter 1193: Chapter 1193: Reunion (6)

“My dear Niuniu! You scared Grandma to death! How could you take so long to come back, you naughty girl? If anything happened to you, Grandma wouldn’t want to live anymore!” Old Lady An held An Yiqing tightly, crying so hard she could barely catch her breath, nearly fainting.

Kong Shi was clutching An Yiqing’s other arm, sobbing uncontrollably while muttering, “My daughter, my daughter.” Even though An Yiqing couldn’t remember her, the words tugged at her heart and brought a wave of sadness, causing her to cry as well.

Meanwhile, An Zisheng, An Zhihang, and An Zhiyan—father and sons—stood around An Yiqing, their faces filled with emotion, shedding tears of men. Even the stalwart Old Master An, who had always bled but never cried on the battlefield, turned away to secretly wipe his face.

After a long while, the crying began to fade. Seeing everyone’s emotions stabilize, Gu Yelin finally spoke.

“Uncle, Aunt, Grandpa An, Grandma An, Qing’s health isn’t fully recovered yet. Let’s all go inside to talk.”

“Ah, right, right! Look at me being so careless! Niuniu, come inside quickly. Grandma’s prepared some of your favorite food for you!”

The An Family actually knew about An Yiqing’s amnesia, but they behaved as if nothing had changed, treating her just the same as always.

This was exactly the kind of interaction An Yiqing needed right now—acting too concerned would only make her more anxious.

Just as everyone settled onto the sofa, the sound of brakes screeched loudly from outside the villa.

Soon after, a series of urgent footsteps approached quickly, pushing open the unlocked door and heading straight for An Yiqing.

“Xiao Qing! Girl Qing! You naughty girl, you finally came back! You’ve grown bold, haven’t you? Huh?! Running off all on your own to rescue people! Do you think your mentor is dead or something?!”

Instead of being upset by Ye Chenghong’s scolding, An Yiqing felt a strange warmth and gratitude. This elderly voice was distinct and familiar—echoing often within the scattered fragments in her mind. She recalled images of a peaceful little village surrounded by lush mountains and flowing streams, a tranquil courtyard, and herself laughing and playing. An old man, blowing his beard and glaring at her, looked back with eyes full of affection.

This old man must be her mentor.

Parting her lips, she struggled to call out, but no words came. While she felt close to these people, for someone with memory loss, uttering such intimate terms still felt difficult.

“You silly girl, what are you standing there thinking about? If you can’t say it, then don’t force yourself! This old man hasn’t been bothered by you for twenty years and was just starting to enjoy some peace! But now, you’re the patient here—don’t let your thoughts weigh you down. Everyone here is family, so stop worrying so much!”

Seeming to sense her unease, Ye Chenghong lightly tapped her forehead and spoke gruffly.

As she gently rubbed her aching forehead, An Yiqing’s lips curved into a faint smile. It was the first truly contented smile she’d displayed in days. Without the cloud of amnesia and blindness overshadowing her, she could now tangibly feel the sincerity and affection of her family. Just as Ah Lin had said—even though she’d lost her memory, they would always remain as her loving family.

With An Yiqing’s return, laughter and joy filled the An Family Villa once more, sweeping away the previous gloom. Under the arrangements of Aunt Li and the chef, the entire An Family enjoyed a sumptuous lunch together.

After the meal, An Yiqing recounted everything that had happened since Ah Mi saved her, sharing every detail with the family. When they heard how Ah Mi and Dashan had brought her to Xuandu City and passed by her several times without realizing it, everyone couldn’t help but gasp in astonishment.

“Niuniu, your friends Ah Mi and Dashan, and the old lady—where are they now? I want to thank them personally. If it weren’t for them, who knows where you would’ve ended up. Truly kind-hearted people!” Old Lady An clasped her hands together and murmured a few words, seemingly thanking the heavens for their blessing.