"Don't sit, they're leaving, people still have something to do, don't delay people's time." Li Jihong looked weak, walked up to Wen Yang, squeezed her eyebrows, and asked her to leave her house quickly.

Wen Yang showed a big smile and smiled at Yang Wuzhuang and said, "Uncle Yang, can we stay and eat dumplings?" I haven't seen Aunt Li for many years, I have a lot of things I want to ask her, she has never made dumplings at my house.... It looks delicious. ”

"Okay, sit down." Yang Wuzhuang had a hospitable face.

The Yang family has had a good life in the past few years, thanks to his sister's help, Yang Wuzhuang is also very hard-working under Hong Liu, and he can share a lot of money every year, and he has become generous.

Don't you just eat a meal of mutton-stuffed dumplings, his family can afford it.

Allowing displeasure on his face, looking at Yang Wuzhuang's greasy and greasy face, he has always disliked such a person, not to mention that he still has human life on his back, and he has no good feelings at all.

But he was silent and extremely calm, which was a habit for many years and a kind of professional cultivation.

He was able to eat at the same table as his enemies, and he did it well.

"Aunt Li, I'll help you pack it, it's faster. Where to wash your hands? ”

Wen Yang volunteered to help.

"Wash your hands? No, I'll just wrap it myself, where will you do this kind of rough work with fine skin and tender meat? ”

Li Jihong said this in her mouth, actually mocking Wen Yang, she now looks pampered, with a pair of thin hands that do not touch the spring water.

Thinking that she should have had a good life in the past few years, her face is radiant, her silhouette has not changed from when she was a child, but she has grown a little bigger, her facial features are more delicate and small, and her face shape on both sides is very symmetrical.

"Good. Then I'm watching from the sidelines, learning and learning. ”

Wen Yang walked to Li Jihong's side and allowed him to stand with him, no matter how Yang Wuzhuang asked them to sit down, they didn't sit down.

It's not that she dislikes anything, Wen Yang came to her house, not to eat dumplings, she just paved the way for what she would do later.

"Aunt Li, do you remember the old photo of a woman singing that my father liked to watch before?"

"Old photos? I want to think about it...."Li Jihong chuckled in her heart when she heard her mention this old photo.

Pretend to think, put down the rolling pin, and continue to make dumplings.

After a while, she shook her head: "It's been too long, I can't remember it clearly, it seems that there is such a photo." ”

"Do you know who the person in that picture is?"

Wen Yang sprinkled a little flour on the dumpling skin for her, Li Jihong grabbed a smile and wrapped the meat in it, ordered the water to seal the skin, and a dumpling in the shape of an ingots was already wrapped.

"Your dad didn't say it, but I think it's your birth mother, and your eyes are very similar to hers."

The moment Li Jihong saw Wen Yang's eyes, she felt familiar, she had peeked at the black and white photo countless times, and how many times she wanted to tear it up, but she just didn't dare, for fear that Wen Shijun would settle accounts with her.

That photo was more important to Wen Shijun than her life.

"My birth mother? Do you know her name? Where to stay? ”

"I don't know, but I heard your father call a name in a dream, and he called Wanjing, if I'm not mistaken, these are the two words. This woman may or may not be your biological mother, but she must have something to do with your father. ”

"What are the two words of your name?"

"I don't know, anyway, he shouted Wanjing, probably two words next to the female character. By the way, there are two words written on the back of the photo, that is, the bowl of the rice bowl is replaced by the word next to the female character. I don't recognize this word, but I recognize the word rice bowl, and I only knew it when I asked it later. ”

"Wanwan?" Wen Yang hurriedly opened his backpack and found the photo that Qin Nanzhu found from inside, held it behind and looked at it for a long time, the handwriting was blurred, and he couldn't see what was originally written.

But from the top of the glyph, it is two words next to a female character.

"Do you see this picture?" Wen Yang handed it to Li Jihong.

Li Jihong saw this photo in her hand, and asked in surprise: "Why is the photo here for you?" ”

"It was the big pillar that was picked up on the collapsed roof beam of my house, is there anything wrong?"

"Oh my God! No way! ”

"What's wrong? Do you remember something? Wen Yang looked at her with a look of surprise, full of panic, and his eyes were full of fear.

"I buried this photo.... Buried in a coffin with your father's body, I put it on his heart.... How could it be in your house? ”

Li Jihong's face was miserable, looking at the photo with shocked eyes, his mouth was wide open, and he could swallow a goose egg...

She couldn't believe that this photo would appear in Wen Yang's hands. Repeatedly confirmed whether this photo was printed, and when she saw the position with two words written on it, her heart was suddenly pinched....

A heart in the throat!

"This is the picture I gave to your father's funeral! Did someone dig up your father's coffin? Took the photo out? But why did he put him back in your house? ”

The surprise on Li Jihong's face was as terrifying as seeing a ghost....

She was stunned and looked at the photograph in distraction, as if the woman in the photo would come to life at any moment, jump out of the photo, and be about to choke her neck the next moment.

"You said the picture was buried in a coffin by you and your father? Big pillar, you come in! Fast! ”

Qin Nanzhu and Tian Laohan heard Wen Yang shouting at the door, and walked in with their feet raised.

"What's wrong?" Qin Nanzhu asked inexplicably.

"Did you really pick up this picture at my house?"

"yes, what's wrong?"

"You didn't lie to me?"

"Why did I lie to you?" Qin Nanzhu's face was slightly embarrassed, did Wen Yang suspect him?

"She said that this picture was buried in a coffin with my father, how could it be in my house? Dazhu, this doesn't make sense! ”

Wen Yang's expression was a little excited, and she even thought of a possibility.

"This.... Could it be that the grave robbers dug up your father's grave? When you find this photo and put it back in your house, are you afraid of having nightmares? ”

"No... My family is poor, and I know it all over the country, what valuable funeral goods can I have? This photo is so well preserved, someone must have taken care of it. Otherwise, the coffin would have been damp all year round, and this picture would have been ruined long ago..."

"Could it be that this picture was stolen before it was buried in the coffin?"

That's the only possibility that can be thought of now.

"Nope! No way! I personally put it in Wen Shijun's shroud, watched him be buried with my own eyes, and fixed the coffin nail, but it could only be stolen later, why did he steal a photo? ”

Li Jihong really can't figure it out, in addition to the fact that this photo is very important to Wen Shijun, who else would lack morality to rob a tomb, just to steal a woman's photo?