It can be seen that she is very afraid of Beichen Shaoting. （。!*

"As for my uncle, I have something to look for him." Mo Qianqian glanced inside the building.

"He's upstairs, come in." Yao Huixin opened the door.

Then, Mo Qianqian walked in.

In the living room on the second floor, in front of the mahjong table, there are several middle-aged men and women of about the same size.

One of them is a little blessed, is Mo Qianqian's uncle, Mo Wenguang......

When he saw Mo Qianqian and Beichen Shaoting, Mo Wenguang was also very surprised.

"Oops, it's your turn to fight, hurry up!" Mayou on the table urged Mo Wenguang.

"Forget it, don't fight today! Go back, all of you! Mo Wenguang suddenly stood up, and then beckoned to them.

"Why are you like this, you won't fight well, I won't look for you next time!" Several people who played mahjong with Mo Wenguang kept complaining.

"Whatever you want, you go!" Mo Wenguang beckoned, not caring.

A few people left in a hurry, and when they passed by Mo Qianqian and Beichen Shaoting, they couldn't help but look back at them a few times.

Finally, the second floor was quiet.

Mo Wenguang straightened out the clothes that looked a little shabby, and smiled at Mo Qianqian: "Shallow...... Why did you come all of a sudden? ”

Looking at Mo Qianqian, who seemed to have lost a lot of weight, Mo Wenguang's heart felt guilty.

"I'm here this time because I have something to ask you!" Mo Qianqian walked over, then bit his lip and said.

"What's the matter?" Mo Wenguang looked at her puzzled.

"I want a picture of my mom!" Mo Qianqian bit his lip and suddenly said!

She had asked him more than once before for a picture of his mother...... However, her uncle never gave it to her, and never told her anything about it.

But she knew that her uncle had a locked photo album that should contain the photos she wanted to see.

"A picture of you|mom...... Qianqian, didn't I tell you a long time ago, I don't have a photo of her here......" Hearing Mo Qianqian's photo of his mother, Mo Wenguang's face changed.

Hearing this, Mo Qian smiled bitterly.

Then, from her bag, she took out a piece of colored paper with a photo of a person printed on it.

She faced Mo Wenguang with the photo, and then asked: "Then let me ask you, this woman, is she my mother......

When he saw the photo Mo Qianqian took out, Mo Wenguang's face was full of shock......

"This ......"

"Do you want to hide it from me anymore?" Mo Qianqian folded the photo and put it back.

Mo Qianqian looked at her, and after a long time, he sighed: "Okay, then you come in with me!" ”

He nodded, then turned and entered a room.

Mo Qianqian glanced at Beichen Shaoting behind him, then walked in with him and closed the door.

…………

Mo Wenguang entered the room, then took out a key from the top of the cabinet, opened the desk drawer, and took out a thick photo album.

There is a lock on the album......

Mo Qianqian walked over nervously, this album ...... That's what she saw when she was a kid.

"I lost the key before, and I thought I would never open it again." Mo Wenguang sighed, and then suddenly found a hammer...... Twice he slammed down on the lock, and the worn-out lock opened.

Mo Wenguang handed the album to Mo Qianqian.