Chapter 412: The Years
The Leng family knows that Old Man Leng will have a key close to him whenever and wherever he is, which is also the excuse for Qiao Lao to deliberately design the Leng family before, when he completely pulled the Zhan family into the water, he also mentioned the key. And the box that the key can open is exactly the one in front of you.
Zhang Cui looked at the wooden box, but suddenly remembered another thing. It is rumored in the circle that her father-in-law has two things to be proud of, one of which is his wife. In the early years, when the situation was still turbulent, it was really a beauty who captivated the country and the city, and almost all the people who saw this in Shanghai were completely fascinated, and several dignitaries almost pulled out guns and robbed people for her. But such a young lady followed her father-in-law, a martial artist who only became the head of the regiment at that time, and when he was at his most depressed, he had been trying his best to pull the child to grow up, and it became a good story for a while. It's a pity that later because of overwork, he died more than 20 years ago, leaving behind the legend of the beauty falling into the city. It's strange that after her mother-in-law died, her father-in-law became prosperous, and others said that her mother-in-law had left him a key before she died.
When my father-in-law was in the old house, he would often take out the key and play with it, but he would never talk to them about any past topics.
But I never thought that today, it was my father-in-law who personally brought the box over.
"I know that everything you heard in court yesterday has stimulated you a lot, but before I make things clear, don't be in a hurry to blame Guoyi." Leng Zhuan looked at his son's haggard face, his heart ached, and he sighed silently. His daughter-in-law, raised by wealth since childhood, has hardly encountered too many ups and downs except for congenital heart disease, and it is true that she is virtuous and virtuous, but for a woman, especially a mother, the daughter she raised suddenly found that she was not her own flesh and blood, and I am afraid that no one can accept it for a while, let alone the flowers that she grew up under the greenhouse?
Leng Zhu closed his eyes, and it seemed that it took a lot of effort to pull out the key and aim it at the lock hole on the top of the box.
It looks like an old-school design, but in fact, there is nothing inside, there is no electronic fingerprint and no card swiping equipment, but it is a ring and a ring, in fact, it is a double lock, that is, to get the box, send it to the most popular craftsman, and may not be able to open the box that he specially customized.
Just listen to "cluck-cluck-"
With two soft sounds, the lid of the box opened.
Zhang Cui suddenly felt a little difficult to breathe, and subconsciously looked at her husband, but saw him staring at the box blankly, his eyes full of exhaustion.
It was a photograph, slightly yellowed because of its age.
Looking at the edges, they were slightly curled, as if they were often caused by rubbing, but when they looked closer, they looked like traces from a long time ago, as if they hadn't seen air for too long, and the edges of the box were covered with a layer of dust.
Leng Zhuan took out the photo from it and handed it to Zhang Cui's palm: "This is a photo taken more than 20 years ago, and the child in it is your real daughter." ”
Zhang Cui took it tremblingly, the moment she saw the photo, she couldn't control her tears anymore, and she slid down her cheeks, and the photo was a photo of the two, a beautiful woman dressed in a retro cheongsam in Shanghai was holding a child who had not been born for a long time, and smiled slightly at the camera.
The woman, as if combining the aura of heaven and earth, has a beautiful face and a charming posture, and the charm of the Shanghai style is vividly reflected in her, a pair of eyes that seem to be able to speak are shallowly hooked towards the camera, and in an instant, it seems that everyone's soul can be hooked.
This way, this way......
Zhang Cui stared at the woman in the yellowed photo in disbelief, this is her mother-in-law, the beauty of the Allure City who was famous in the Huangpu River back then, and now she found out that she was exactly the same as Leng Yunxi, but with that pair of eyes, the beauty in the photo is with a warm affinity, but Yunxi is ethereal.
But right now, what she pays more attention to is the child who is being held by her mother-in-law.
The pink is tender and tender, round and round, even the hair is just a little bit, wrapped in a small water-red sheet, which is particularly cute and beautiful, but the eyes are slightly sluggish, and the expression is not half smart, but it seems to have a deficiency.
She subconsciously grabbed the sheet under her, and Leng Zhuan gently patted the back of her hand: "This is a group photo of their grandparents and grandchildren in the hospital at that time." ”
Zhang Cui took a look, and sure enough, the background was snow-white everywhere, and there were even signs of disinfectant water in the inconspicuous places in the photos.
"What the hell is going on? Who is my daughter? Where is she now? Who is Yunxi? She suddenly looked up, one question after another, her mind was very confused, and her whole person became more and more pale.
Leng Guoyi suddenly sat down beside her and took the photo into his hand: "Do you still remember, back then, I went to the countryside for a period of time to exercise at the grassroots level? ”
He squinted, his eyes suddenly a little sore.
Looking at the photo in his hand, he suddenly felt that so many years were like a dream of Nanke, but it was just a blink of an eye, and when he turned around, it was ...... years that had passed in a hurry.