Song Yiyi was frightened.
This woman looks exactly like her mother and even has the same smile!
The mystery in my heart is like a tangled thread that cannot be cut or untangled.
The snowball usually gets bigger and bigger.
Song Yiyi took a closer look and almost thought that person was her mother.
The person in the photo was not the original owner but her.
But she and her mother clearly had never taken such photos.
Song Yiyi walked home holding the iron box, thinking that only one person could give her the answer.
That is Song Minghui.
She has to go back to her hometown.
Song Minghui never talked about the original owner's mother.
Therefore, there is no trace of the mother in the original owner's memory.
I can’t tell you over the phone, and I certainly can’t ask you clearly.
I can use the excuse of not telling my mother about my marriage to visit her grave.
When I came back, I took the opportunity to talk about the past.
"Yiyi, how is the chief?"
Huang Jianing was playing with Xiaobao at the doorstep. When she saw Song Yiyi, she quickly went over and asked, "Are you guys okay?"
Song Yiyi touched Xiaobao's round face and curled her lips gently: "It's okay, he went to work."
Huang Jianing looked apologetic, "Yiyi, did I say something wrong yesterday?"
She told Song Yiyi about Cen Yue’s reaction yesterday when he found out that Gu Chengze had come to see her.
Huang Jianing felt uneasy, and always felt that Cen Yue was angry because of what she said.
"No, don't think too much about it."
Song Yiyi's lips curled into a relaxed smile: "Jianing, how many years have you lived in the compound?"
Huang Jianing held Xiaobao in one hand, thought for a moment, and answered truthfully, "Almost six years. My eldest child was five years old, and I remember I got pregnant not long after I got married."
She married Liu Guozheng and moved in with the army.
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