Chapter 935: Photos

Counting,At that time, the conditions across the country were not particularly good.,It's still a rare thing to take photos.,I vaguely remember,At the right time,Regardless of men, women and children,Before taking a picture, you have to dress up.,Unlike now.,Selfies are popular.,Even a stupid girl like a ghost will happily pose to the camera to stink and be beautiful.。

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look through the photo album, and found that this thing was not much better than those old books, the albums inside had been yellowed, and those old photos that I didn't know when they were were even more corrupted.

On the photos in the album, there are some pen handwriting, the font is thin gold, it can be seen that the person who wrote these words has especially practiced, but the photos in the album are not well preserved, many of the handwriting is no longer clear, occasionally meet a few familiar ones, but out of context can not connect the content.

"This is something from the family that committed the murder," Chubby leaned over to me with a flashlight in his hand.

"Looks like it should be." I said, nodded, and then looked in the photo album, I remember, the newspaper Xin'er sent me, there was a picture of the fat man, I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but, vaguely remembered, it was a fat man with gold wire glasses and a black mole on the chin.

Otherwise, the black mole is still very obvious, no matter how a person's appearance changes, without intentionally, it is difficult to change the signs that are born with it.

Thinking of this, he quickly flipped through the photos inside, his eyes swept over those old-fashioned black and white photos, and soon, he locked on a family photo.

The photo should have been taken in the eighties and nineties, a family of old and young, happily sitting in front of a sculpture, I recalled the sculpture in the courtyard, and I can basically determine that this photo was taken in the courtyard of this house.

In the photo, there can be about a dozen people, because the position near the left side was washed by water stains, so, some of them are not clear, the fat man I am looking for, standing in the middle of the back row, because the person is not tall, so, standing in the photo always makes people feel a little awkward.

On both sides of the fat man, there were some young men and women, looking at their appearances and demeanors, they were all somewhat similar to him, and it was estimated that they might be his brothers and sisters.

Thinking of this, I felt a little emotion in my heart, and then moved the beam of the flashlight down a little, but I saw that in front of the man, there was a middle-aged couple sitting, looking at their appearance, they were less than fifty years old, a man and a woman holding hands in the middle, most likely the fat man's parents.

Huh?

Wait a minute

When my eyes swept over the faces of the old couple, I was stunned for a moment, because I suddenly noticed that among the old couple, the people who looked like the fat man's mother had a pair of brown sunglasses on their eyes.

Some of them wore glasses and some of them wore reading glasses, but this was the first time I had seen this with sunglasses. Thinking in my heart, I naturally locked my eyes on that person's body, it's okay not to look carefully, but after a closer look, I actually think, why is this person so familiar?

Huh?

Have you seen her from anywhere?

Thinking in my heart, I scratched my head, and at this time, Xiaopang, who was squatting on the side, suddenly asked me, "Huh?" Boss, do you think that this woman is a bit like the old woman who came to grab the jar? ”

A sentence woke up the person in the dream, I turned my head and glanced at Xiaopang, and then, frowned and looked carefully, not to mention, let him remind me, I found that the person in this photo is exactly the same as what Xiaopang said!

Huh?

If you want to say that, could it be that the old lady who snatched the jar was the mother of the rich merchant who died back then?

Thinking in my heart, I hurriedly handed the album to Chubby, and then, I turned around and rummaged in the small room with a height of less than two meters.

I was looking for it here, and Chubby suddenly shouted at the top of his voice, "Huh? Huh? Boss, look, this old lady seems to be our companion! ”

"What?" I turned my head to look at him, and at this time, Chubby pointed to a photo at the back of the album and said to me, "Boss, look! Look at you! This woman has gone to the Taoist temple to practice! ”

Xiaopang said, handed me the album, I took a flashlight to take a photo, and really found that in the album, there were a few photos related to the things of the Daomen.

One is a photo of the woman wearing sunglasses holding a little fat man standing in front of a Taoist temple, and the other is a photo of a white-haired old Taoist in a place similar to an ancestral hall.

"She's from the Daomen?" Thinking in my heart, I couldn't help frowning, at this time, Xin'er's little brother crawled twice on the Internet and said to me: "Two bosses, haven't you noticed that the photos in this album are a little weird?" ”

"What's weird?" Slightly stunned, Chubby turned his head and asked him.

"You didn't notice?" Suddenly put on a very incomprehensible look, he asked Xiaopang, seeing that he seemed to be deliberately selling off, I gently patted the head of the little ghost and asked: "If you want you to say it, you can say it, where did so much nonsense come from, let me ask you, what's wrong with these photos?" ”

"The photos themselves are fine." The little ghost said, and also got in, patted the dust on his body, and then continued: "Although the photos are fine, but the content in the photos is strange, fox boss, look, here, there are so many photos, this old woman with glasses is the mother of this family, right, this, this, this, and this and this, these are all the children of the old couple, right, you see, they are all not small, right?" Why, when we took a photo together, not a single small child appeared? Could it be that a family as big as theirs has no children? Look at this, the old man and the old lady behind these people, how do you look at it, they must be thirty years old, I remember, the teacher said that they got married before they were twenty at that time, at this age, how could they not have any children! Don't you think it's strange? ”