"What are you going to do?" Mo Yun asked him in anticipation and surprise.

Others were equally curious about what he was going to do.

"Go back and talk about it." Hao Yansen glanced at her hands. Now the most important thing is to deal with her wound.

"What about this one?" White wave pointed to the urn in his hand.

Hao Yansen threw his things to Shang Shi and said coldly, "put them back and everything will be restored."

"Yes

In this way, the urn was buried again.

But when they were about to leave, Lin Feng suddenly bowed deeply to Yunxiang's tomb, looking very devout, "Miss Yun, I'm sorry, I haven't come to see you for so many years. Don't worry, I have found your real daughter. I will protect her well in the future, and I will never let go of those who hurt her! "

Hearing Lin Feng's words, Mo Yun and they were silent.

Looking at Yunxiang's tombstone, Mo Yun's mood is very complicated.

Is she really her mother

Mo Zhenggang's words let her not be sure of anything, but she felt that she was her daughter.

Yunlong also stares at Yunxiang's tombstone curiously.

He wondered, "why don't you have a picture?"

Originally, he wanted to see what the elder with the same surname looked like.

There is no picture of her on Yunxiang's tombstone, only words.

Speaking of this, Hao Yansen is also a little strange, "in our investigation, there are no photos of Ms. Yun."

As soon as this was said, everyone was puzzled.

Yeah, how could I not find her picture?

"Does the Mo family have it?" Lin Feng asked Mo Yun, "if there is one, I would like to enlarge it and burn a stick of incense to miss Yun every day."

Mo Yun shook his head. "It seems that there is no such thing. I have never seen it before."

"Mo Zhenggang is such an asshole that he doesn't even keep a picture of Miss Yun!" Lin Feng was angry, but he soon became proud again.

"But fortunately, I still remember Miss Yun's face. I haven't forgotten her appearance for so many years. In this world, I'm afraid only I can remember what she looks like. So I must not let her look disappear. I intend to go back and paint Miss Yun's appearance! "

"Draw it down?" Yunlong was stunned.

"Well!" Lin Feng firmly nodded, "draw with that pencil method!"

“.... It's called sketch. " Shang Shi couldn't help reminding.

Lin Feng suddenly said, "yes, draw it with a sketch. I've decided to do it. I'll draw it as soon as I get back. "

Excited Lin Feng can't wait.

But everyone looked at him suspiciously.

This unreliable uncle doesn't even know the words sketch. Can he really sketch?

Anyway, whether you believe it or not, they don't believe it!

....

After confirming that it was not the child's tomb and ashes, Mo Yun was in a much better mood.

Now she had a little more hope. Maybe her child might still be alive.

When people have hope, they will naturally have a lot of spirit.

When she got on the car, Hao Yansen took the mineral water and medicine box to help her clean her wound. She was laughing.

He gently wiped her fingers with gauze. Hao Yansen asked, "what are you laughing at?"

Mo Yun stared at him more and more happy, "is in a good mood."

"Because the child may still be alive?"

"Well."

"That's it?" Hao Yansen picks eyebrows. Usually she is in a good mood. Isn't it all because of him?

He thought it would be the same this time.

"It's not just that..."

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