Reborn 1990 Warm Marriage Sweet Wife

Chapter 109 Birth Mother (Seventh Update)!

"Don't sit down, they're leaving, I still have something to do, don't waste my time." Li Jihong walked up to Wen Yang with a guilty face, winked at her, and told her to leave her house quickly.

Wen Yang showed a big smile, and said to Yang Wuzhuang with a smile: "Uncle Yang, can we stay and eat dumplings? I haven't seen Aunt Li for many years. I have many things to ask her. She never made dumplings when she was at my house." It looks delicious."

"Okay, sit down quickly." Yang Wuzhuang said with a warm and hospitable face.

The Yang family had a good life these past few years, thanks to his sister's help. Yang Wuzhuang also worked hard under Hong Liu's hands, and he was able to distribute a lot of money every year, and he became generous.

Why don't you just eat dumplings stuffed with mutton? His family can still afford it.

Xu Xu looked displeased and looked at Yang Wuzhuang's greasy and smirking face. He had never liked such a person, not to mention that he had a life on his back, so he didn't like him at all.

But he did not show his face, and his face was extremely calm. This is a habit of many years, and it is also a kind of professional accomplishment.

He was able to eat at the same table as his enemies without leaking water, which he has always done well.

"Aunt Li, let me pack it for you, it's faster. Where do you wash your hands?"

Wen Yang volunteered to help.

"Wash your hands? No need, I'll pack it myself. How can you do such a rough job when you have delicate skin and tender flesh?"

When Li Jihong said this, she was actually mocking Wen Yang. Now she looked pampered, with a pair of thin hands that did not touch Yang Chunshui.

Thinking that she should have lived a good life in the past few years, her face is full of radiance, her outline has not changed from when she was a child, but she has grown wider, her facial features are more delicate and small, and her face shape on both sides is very symmetrical. From the profile, the high bridge of the nose is inset. On the face, she resembles her father.

"Okay. Then I will watch from the sidelines and study."

Wen Yang moved to Li Jihong's side, and promised 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 didn't come to her house to eat dumplings, she just paved the way for something to do later.

"Aunt Li, do you still remember the old photo of a woman singing an opera that my dad liked to see?"

"Old photos? Let me think about it." Li Jihong's heart skipped a beat when she heard her mention this old photo.

Pretending to think, put down the rolling pin and continue making dumplings.

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

"Then do you know who is in that photo?"

Wen Yang sprinkled a little flour on the dumpling wrapper for her, Li Jihong grabbed a pinch of meat and wrapped it in, ordered water-sealed wrappers, and an ingot-shaped dumpling was wrapped.

"Your father didn't say it, but I think it should be your biological mother. Your eyes are very similar to hers."

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

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

"My biological mother? Do you know her name? Where does she live?"

"I don't know, but I heard your father called a name in a dream. He called Wanjing. If I remember correctly, it should be these two words. This woman may be your biological mother, or not, but with you Father must have something to do with it."

"What are the two words of the name you said?"

"I don't know, anyway, he called Wan Jing, probably the two characters next to the word female. By the way, the word Wan Wan is written on the back of the photo, which means the word next to the word female instead of the bowl of rice bowl. I don’t know this word, but I know the word rice bowl, and I only found out after asking.”

"Wanwan?" Wen Yang hurriedly opened the backpack and found the photo Qin Nanzhu had found inside. He held the back and looked at it for a long time.

But judging from the shape of the font, it is the two characters next to the character "female".

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

Li Jihong saw the photo in her hand, and asked in surprise, "Why is the photo here with you?"

"Dazhu picked it up from the collapsed roof beam of my house. What's the problem?"

"My God! Impossible!"

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

"I obviously buried this photo. It was buried in the coffin with your father's body, and I put it on his heart. How could it appear in your house?"

Li Jihong had a pale face, his eyes widened in shock when he saw the photo, his mouth was so wide that he could swallow a goose egg.
She couldn't believe that this photo would appear in Wen Yang's hands.Repeatedly confirming whether this photo was developed or not, seeing that she saw the place where two words were written, her heart was suddenly tightened
A heart raised to the throat!
"This is the photo I gave your father when he was buried with you! Did someone dig up your father's coffin? Take the photo out? But why did he put it back in your house?"

The astonishment on Li Jihong's face was as terrifying as seeing a ghost.
She was stunned, staring at the photo in a daze, as if the woman in the photo would come to life at any moment, would jump out of the photo, and would strangle her neck the next moment.

"You said that this photo was buried in a coffin by you and your father? Da Zhu, come in! Quick!"

Qin Nanzhu and Old Man Tian heard Wen Yang's shout at the door, and stepped in.

"What's wrong?" Qin Nanzhu asked in confusion.

"You really found this photo at my house?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"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 photo was buried in the coffin with her father, how could it appear in my house? Dazhu, it doesn't make sense!"

Wen Yang looked a little excited, and she even thought of a possibility.

"Could it be that the tomb robbers dug up your father's grave? I found this photo and put it back in your house. Is it because I'm afraid of having a nightmare?"

"No, my family is poor, and people from all over the world know it. What valuable funeral objects can there be? This photo is so well preserved, someone must have taken good care of it. Otherwise, the coffin will be damp all the year round, and this photo will have been destroyed long ago."

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

This is the only possibility allowed to think of now.

"No! Impossible! I personally put it in Wen Shijun's shroud, watched his burial with my own eyes, and nailed the coffin. It could only be stolen later. Why did he steal a photo?"

Li Jihong really couldn't figure it out, besides this photo being very important to Wen Shijun, who else would do something like tomb robbery just to steal a photo of a woman?

(End of this chapter)