Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

You don't need a heavy hammer to beat the drums. When it comes to this, several people understand what he means.

Su Jianguo looked at his mother and brother, then glanced at his thoughtful niece, and asked questions.

"The village chief, you mean, this matter has nothing to do with my Haitang?"

Su Jianjun snorted anxiously.

"Is this something unclear? Just relying on Liu Lancui's temper, trivial things can be upset. If her son has lost such a big thing, she can cover it for eighteen years without leaking? Isn't she trying to catch a fish in troubled waters? Bundle!"

Zhang Yue'e coughed slightly, and in front of her grandson-in-law and relatives, she was not used to talking about family ugliness.

"Ke Lan Cui killed him in one bite, and he was born as a kid. Besides, how can she know what's going on when she is recuperating at home all day? Not to mention her usual attitude towards Haitang, cough."

Su Haitang listened silently, and the balance in his heart tilted towards reason.

Although she was emotionally willing to draw a line with Liu Lancui's family of 11 million, she still had to tell the evidence.

It is not a trivial matter to recognize your parents to change their ancestors, you must be cautious.

Cheng Yuanzheng took out his officer ID from his military uniform pocket and opened it to show a few people. A black-and-white photo was sandwiched inside the transparent ID case.

"I brought back a photo specially, you will understand it by looking at it."

Su Dequan hadn't seen the photo yet. He took the officer's card and took a look. He raised his brows and looked up at Su Haitang. He didn't say a word, and then handed the card to Su Jianjun who was sitting on the edge of the kang.

Su Jianjun took it suspiciously, and after a glance, he let out a surprise.

"Isn't this Haitang? When did you take this picture?"

After he handed the officer badge to the elder brother next to him, he realized it suddenly and said with certainty: "This is not Begonia."

Cheng Yuanzheng nodded and admitted.

"This is a photo of the mother who lost her child when she was young. I felt familiar when I saw it, so I made this trip deliberately."

If things are not certain, he doesn't want to waste his time.

Zhang Yue'e was dazzled, holding a small and vague black and white photo from a distance, and she couldn't see clearly when she squinted.

Su Haitang leaned in anxiously, inexplicably familiar.

The woman in the photo is sitting at the desk, turning sideways to face the camera, showing a quiet smile.

Short hair with equal ears, small face with palms, big eyes, nose-up, two small pear vortices on the sides of the mouth, standard beauty embryos.

Very thin.

It wasn't the sick and delicate state of Sister Lin, but her eyes were clear, her posture was upright, and she could see the tenacity of her thighs at first glance.

Su Haitang looked at the photo critically, admitting to be fair, that the woman in this photo was indeed somewhat similar to her.

One is thin, and the other is the look of people with a smile.

But these are all related to the living environment and can be cultivated, and they don't explain much of the problem.

As for looks, don't worry about it. There are similarities in things. Have you heard of the so-called celebrity faces and popular faces? Only when she "came in the face" with this lady.

"The woman in this photo looks a lot like my Haitang?"

Zhang Yuee understood the faces of several people, and no longer looked at the photos with great effort, and simply asked clearly.

"Milk, just a picture, don't think too much." Su Haitang had to break the weird atmosphere.

After Liu Lancui came to the door to make such a fuss, she became more cautious, no matter how she felt that this matter was related to Su Haiyan.

Su Haiyan had many hearts and eyes, but she was also reborn.

Su Haitang didn't dare to imagine how much secret she could put out of Xu's mouth, let alone despise it.