Yun Hua has a very firm instinct.

The relationship between Jiang Huanqing and Jiang Yong is definitely not what Jiang Yong said.

However, Jiang Yong must know something.

But why Jiang Yongning would admit to the police that he was defrauding Jiang Huanqing, and he did not want to tell his true relationship with Jiang Huanqing?

There is only one possibility, that is, Jiang Yong and Jiang Huanqing ’s true relationship is likely to be more serious than his fraud if they are spoken, so Jiang Yongning would rather say that he is a fraud, and he would not say he and Jiang Huanqing Really relationship.

It must be like this!

But Yun Hua couldn’t figure it out, she couldn’t figure it out. What relationship could Jiang Yong and Jiang Huanqing have, even worse than fraud?

Just when Jiang Yong was detained, Jiang Huanqing received a package.

The package was opened with several photos in it and a very finely carved wooden comb.

Yun Hua first saw the photo, and first picked up the photo and watched it carefully, but Jiang Huanqing picked up the wooden comb …

She pinched the wooden comb and touched her belly by little by little. Every tear came down uncontrollably. She put the wooden comb against her heart and held it tightly, like Rare treasure!

Yun Hua didn’t notice the emotion of mother, she was looking at the photos carefully.

The photos are black and white, apparently the photos of the eight-nine years of the last century, the photos have already turned yellow, and there are even traces of worms.

The first picture is two girls, one looks eight-nine years old and the other looks only six or seven years old, but considering that people’s nutrition was not very good in that era, the real age should be slightly older than it looks A little bit, but also not sure.

Honestly, the looks of these two girls are very ordinary, combing their whip, wearing a patchwork sweater, obviously not willing to face the camera when taking pictures …

“This is me.” Jiang Huanqing suddenly pointed at the bigger girl in the photo and said.

Yun Hua froze.

She took a closer look at the eight-nine-year-old girl. If she looked closely, she seemed to be able to see a little bit like Jiang Huanqing …

But the gap between eight-nine and thirty-somethings is too large.

“Mom, do you remember?” Yun Hua couldn’t help asking.

As soon as she looked up, she realized that mother didn’t know when she was in tears, holding the wooden comb tightly in her hand.

Jiang Huanqing kept shaking his head, “I, I just know that this is me. And this wooden comb … I saw it and knew it was mine … no more, I can’t remember …”

“Don’t think of it before you think!” Yun Hua said quickly, “We will find the truth!”

She hastily looked towards several other photos.

In the second photo, there are still two girls with a baby in their hands.

After Yun Hua distinguished them carefully, they recognized the two girls in the photo or the two in the previous photo. The older girl held the baby in her hand, and the younger girl timidly followed.

“Mom, this baby girl, are you?” Yun Hua asked.

Jiang Huanqing was again nodded.

Yun Hua took a deep breath and continued to turn down, the third photo …

Yun Hua saw Jiang Yong at a glance!

That’s right, Jiang Yong.

It looks like Jiang Yong, who is already in his twenties, is quite different from what he is now, but the general outline has not changed, and he can recognize it at a glance!

There are so many people on this photo!

The oldest is Jiang Yong, and then there are six girls, two boys, and another baby, Jiang Huanqing is still among them!

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