Sister Ping's words were simply a day and night talk to Wu Fei. He couldn't figure it out. It was too much beyond his cognition. Chen Qiuling was very calm and helped Sister Ping upstairs to rest. After he left the house with Wu Fei and walked towards Uncle Wu's house.

"Sister Qiu Ling, can human memories be stolen?" Wu Fei looked at Chen Qiuling in confusion, wanting to get the answer from her.

"No!" Chen Qiuling answered very affirmatively.

"Why did Sister Ping insist that she was stolen from a memory?" Wu Fei looked back at the house that she was familiar with and missed. Before Chen Qiuling could answer him, she continued: "And looking at her appearance, there was really no memory."

"How can I explain this to you?" Chen Qiuling stopped and thought for a while before continuing to speak: "In medicine, there is a disease called amnesia. It is a disease caused by brain trauma. Its main feature is the loss of past memories, including consciousness, identity and cognition of living environment. I think this is the case with your sister Ping now."

"Did you say that her brain was seriously traumatized, and then it turned out like this?" Wu Fei asked.

"It may not be that the brain has been traumatized. Psychological damage will also cause such symptoms, sometimes even more serious than the brain injury." Chen Qiuling continued to explain. Seeing that Wu Fei was still confused, she was lazy to explain again and said comfortingly: "There are many factors that can induce her amnesia. It is too difficult for us to find this factor, but judging from her performance just now, she is very likely to regain this lost memory."

"I hope." Wu Fei said frowningly. After walking forward with Chen Qiuling for a short while, he suddenly thought of something and grabbed Chen Qiuling's arm and said, "Sister Qiuling, Sister Ping said that her name was Jiang Lin, but her name was clearly Jiang Ping. And I found that she seemed to have another completely different memory. What's going on?"

"This is easy to understand. I will give you an example. Suppose I lose my past memory and the first thing I see is you, and then all the information about me obtained from you will naturally become my previous memory. There is even another way. When I am unconscious, if someone deliberately instills some things in his ears, these things will also cover the original memory. Of course, this must be because the person who is unconscious will definitely lose the original memory and can successfully cover it with another thing."

Chen Qiuling's explanation made Wu Fei completely understand, but he knew that since Chen Qiuling said so, it must exist.

No longer entangled with Sister Ping's amnesia, Wu Fei advised her not to talk about Sister Ping with Uncle Wu, because he could see that Sister Wu Liping now has great resentment.

Dinner is more sumptuous than lunch, of course, which is the credit of more than ten silver dollars. Although gold dollar vouchers are used in the enemy-occupied areas, in fact, whether it is ordinary people or merchants, they prefer hard currency such as silver dollar. With the consumption level of the provincial capital, a large ocean can make a family of four or five stutters eat for a week.

During the meal, Uncle Wu took out another bottle of wine that was exactly the same as noon and told Wu Fei that the two bottles of wine were given by unknown people, or were sent by the shop where he used to buy wine.

Wu Fei immediately understood that the wine was given by Sister Ping. The familiar lame uncle she mentioned before was referring to Uncle Wu. He did not point out this and joked that it might have been sent by the shopkeeper of the wine shop, after all, Uncle Wu is also their old customer.

It was a little embarrassed at night. Uncle Wu's children were all back and could only make a room for them to sleep. This was a blessing from Aunt Wu. Although Wu Fei repeatedly stated that Chen Qiuling was just her sister, how could she not see the person who had experienced it? The girl's heart was all about Wu Fei, so she simply became a matchmaker, and used the excuse that she had only one room and one quilt, and arranged them in a room.

Fortunately, Wu Fei didn't plan to go to bed at night, so he didn't refuse and accompanied Chen Qiuling into the house.

Neither of them stayed in the same room with the opposite sex at night, and the atmosphere was very awkward. They sat alone on the bed and on the bench alone, and they didn't dare to look at each other. However, Aunt Wu came in twice by giving foot washing water and tea. Every time she passed by, Aunt Wu would gently poke her forearm. Wu Fei understood that this was her reminding herself to take the initiative. Wu Fei smiled bitterly. Chen Qiuling was very outstanding, but since she learned that Xiaole was a girl, she could no longer hold other girls in her heart, and Chen Qiuling was included.

The two of them sat there until they could no longer hear Aunt Wu’s busy movement outside the house, and Wu Fei stood up.

"You are going to avenge Uncle Wu, right?" Chen Qiuling, who had been sitting on the edge of the bed, spoke. This was the first thing the two of them said after sitting in the middle of the night.

"Yes!" Wu Fei nodded.

"Then you have to be careful."

Wu Fei thought Chen Qiuling would either dissuade her or shout to accompany her. Unexpectedly, she not only did not do this, but instead reminded herself like a young wife. This made Wu Fei suddenly have an illusion that this girl who does not quarrel or disturbs or does not persuade or stops is her own daughter-in-law.

"I will be careful." Wu Fei replied subconsciously and cast a grateful look at her.

"I will sit here forever and wait until you come back." Under the dim light, Chen Qiuling's clear eyes were particularly dazzling. The face that would not be particularly noticeable during the day was slightly red at the moment, which was very engaging.

To be honest, for a moment, Wu Fei was moved, but soon this heartbeat was covered by Xiaole's shadow. Although the inner fluctuations were calm, the expression on his face was still a little unnatural. He didn't dare to look at her again, nor did he dare to reply to her, and walked out of the house directly.

Once again walking on the streets of the provincial capital late at night, Wu Fei actually felt the same familiarity as before, but his current identity is no longer the first teenager to take off the feces, but a glorious Eighth Route Army officer. He has this confidence that the provincial capital tomorrow will definitely be greatly shocked by the deaths of Zhang Chunhe and Gao Yingcai.

He decided to follow the previous practices of the Iron Blood Anti-Traitor Group and shock the traitors, spies and traitors in the provincial capital, so that they no longer dare to bully the people. Tonight, he not only wanted to eliminate the traitors, but also used unrecoverable and extremely ruthless means to tell the Japanese who still occupied the provincial capital that as long as their feet were still on the land of China, they had to worry day and night, not knowing when or where, a certain Chinese suddenly launched a fatal blow.
Chapter completed!