However, I can't remember how long it has been since my son called him like that?

Meng Chaojun's heart tingled.

Jiang Xiao ran all the way to a hotel.

This hotel is a very old hotel in Beijing, it was very beautiful in the 70s, gradually declined in the late 80s, and was on the verge of demolition in the 90s.

Later the place was to be changed into a sauna.

Jiang Xiao kept thinking about it in his head, thinking about an incident in his previous life.

It was also one thing that she had forgotten all along.

At that time, she worked part-time while painting, and before the hotel was going to be converted into a sauna, she hired someone to help clean it up, and some things that could be sold were collected and sold as scrap, and some things that could be sold were thrown away.

At that time, she felt that she would definitely not come in to work in the sauna center, but she could do the work of cleaning up and sorting in the early stage, and the money she gave a day at that time was not small.

So she worked here for about a week.

She was assigned to clean up a small storeroom, which contained a lot of miscellaneous items, one of which was sent by a guest of the hotel or someone else.

There are some that have not been claimed for some unknown reason, and they have piled up.

When she packed these things, Jiang Xiao opened a lot of mail and packages, some of which were still valuable and had to be handed in, and if some were books, she could take them away if she wanted them.

It was at that time that she opened a package with a small box containing a jade ring and a few photos, as well as a notebook.

The photos are mostly black and white solo photos of a child.

The child was still very young and very cute.

There is also a photo of a woman and this child, she is holding this child, looking down at the child, although she can't see her face clearly, but she feels very, very gentle.

It was that photo that moved Jiang Xiao.

At that time, she kept thinking, why didn't she have such a good mother?

She only turned the first page of that diary.

After taking a look, I wanted to flip it down again, but I felt that it was a bit immoral.

Whoever it is, she shouldn't be looking through other people's diaries.

After thinking about it, she thought that it would be better for this thing to be returned to its original owner, but she didn't know who this thing belonged to, so she flipped through it and saw the name of a photo studio behind the photo.

That picture was taken in that photo studio.

So, at that time, she carefully wrapped and sealed those things, left the photo, found the photo studio, and asked the owner of the photo studio if he knew the identity of the woman in the photo.

The owner of the photo studio didn't know it, but a man who went to get the photo saw it and recognized it.

"This is the wife of a man I know, who has passed away, but I know where her son is, the child in this picture, who has grown up. If you can trust me, give it to me, and I will pass it on to him. ”

At that time, Jiang Xiao felt that he didn't look like he was lying, but when he thought of the diary inside, he felt that he was responsible for a woman who had died, and he couldn't give her things to a strange man, right?

So she said to the man, "I want to give it to him personally, and if you really know him, can you ask him to send me a picture of him as a baby? I'll send it to him after comparing it with this picture." It's his mother's stuff, please forgive me for not being able to give it to someone else casually. ”