Chapter 887

Xiaojiu has seen the picture in the picture frame on the desk many times. Every time I see it, Qin Shu will tell him that this is her mother and his grandmother.

In the small wine neat climb chair, Qin Shu has already walked to the desk, curious what his anxious behavior is like.

Looking at him holding the portrait of his mother, she was stunned.

The meaning of "little wine", the woman on Qishan looks like her mother?

She asked her son in a hurry: "do you mean that the woman you saw on the mountain looks like the person on the portrait, don't you?"

The hotel nodded: "well, the eyes are not blue. They look very similar."

Qishan has a woman who looks like her mother. What does it mean?

Could it be Mom's sister?

Or?

For a moment, Qin Shu's mind flashed countless possibilities, but she soon interrupted her.

Fu Tingyu said that the master and mother should know each other, look similar, should know.

Master, why hasn't he mentioned it all the time?

"Mom." The wine called, but Qin Shu didn't respond. He was a little worried, so he took the portrait down from the chair and said that he was still a three-year-old child with the portrait in his hand. It was inconvenient when he came down. In addition, he was worried. As a result, his hand slipped, the photo frame fell to the ground, and the glass broke all over the floor.

Also let Qin Shu come back to God, she first looked at her son, afraid that he was injured and frightened: "small wine, are you ok?"

"Mom, I'm fine, just..." He looked at the broken glass. "The frame is broken."

"It's OK, mom, come and clean up. You'll stand on one side and don't cut your hands." Knowing that his son was ok, Qin Shu was relieved and bent down to clean up the glass fragments on the ground.

She first picked up the portrait, the corner of her eye Yu Guangmao saw that there were words on the back of the portrait.

After the portrait was taken back from Qin Hai's villa, she kept it in the box.

Last year, I took it out and put it on my desk. I haven't opened it or changed my photo frame.

The reason why they didn't change is that the pattern of the photo frame is very artistic, and the materials selected are not ordinary wood, but very expensive Huanghua pear.

With Qin Hai's eyes and taste, it is impossible to choose such a frame.

If you look carefully, you can see that the frame is specially customized by someone who wants to.

When she turned over the portrait, she saw on the back that on May 7, 2004, Zi Qing's date should be the date of painting, and the calculation time should be 24 years ago.

"Who is Ziqing?" She murmured to herself with the portrait.

Small wine back way: "is the Shizu, grandmother called Shizu Ziqing."

Qin Shu looked at his son and asked again, "do you hear her calling master like this? Ziqing

Xiaojiu nodded forcefully: "well, that's how grandma called Shizu."

Qin Shu looked down and looked at the portrait in her hand. It was painted by master more than 20 years ago. It also shows that the master and her mother knew each other before she was born.

Is their relationship a friend or

It's better to see it with your own eyes than to think about it.

Xiaojiu didn't know what happened. Seeing his mother's expression, he felt that something must have happened.

When Fu Tingyu came back, Qin Shu roughly told him about it.

"I want to visit Qishan."

After listening to her, Fu Tingyu felt something strange. The master said that parents were not allowed to go up the mountain, but bao'er's mother could go up to the mountain to see her children. It seems that the relationship between master and warmth is not general.

"I'll go with you."

Qin Shu nodded: "yes."

Fu Tingyu also looked at the portrait. It was a warm and young meeting. The painting was very meticulous, very similar to the photo, especially the coloring was very close.

Blue eyes?

He suddenly thought of his mother's pet Yesi, whose eyes were also blue.

He took another look at the words on the back of the portrait and the handwriting of the master, some of which are similar.

Ziqing?

It's not a name, it's a word?

After confirming to go to Qishan, Fu Tingyu asked Shiyan to book a ticket for tomorrow.

Before going to bed, Qin Shu came to his son's room and told him about going to Qishan tomorrow.

"Mom will come back when she finds out."

It must be important to know that my parents are going to Qishan. Xiaojiu didn't make a noise about going to Qishan. "Then I'll wait for my mother at home."

Qin Shu rubbed his son's hair and was gratified: "well, little wine is the best."

The next morning, Fu Tingyu and Qin Shu went out to the airport.

It was eight o'clock in the evening when we arrived at the ancient city of Nanyue.

Fu Tingyu made a reservation in Fengyue inn. After settling down, he said, "let's have a rest for one night. We'll go up the mountain in the morning."

Qin Shu looked out of the window at the dark night and nodded: "well, that's the only way."Fu Tingyu saw her somewhat absent-minded appearance, "very anxious to go up the mountain."

"Well, master must know what happened to my mother, and what's the relationship between the woman who looks like my mother and my mother on Qishan?"

There are too many doubts, perplexing her, let her anxious to uncover these doubts.

The man comforted her: "don't think so much, go to the bath first, have a rest early, go up the mountain tomorrow and know the answer."

"Well." Qin Shu took his clothes and went to take a bath.

Fu Tingyu is to change the bed sheet again, and wait for Qin Shu to come out to take a bath.

When he was lying in bed, Qin shuwo was in the arms of a man. Thinking that the master had not mentioned these things several times, he felt a little uneasy: "would the master not like to say it?"

Fu Tingyu stopped, tightened her arms, hugged her, and comforted her in a low voice: "I'll know when I go up the mountain tomorrow. I'll sleep first."

Qin Shu nodded and didn't ask again. He always felt a little insecure.

Just as the sky was white, Fu Tingyu and Qin Shu got up.

After eating some food, he left the inn.

When we got to the long bridge, it was already light.

It's still very hot in autumn.

On the long bridge, the white fog was still thick, and Qishan could not be seen.

Fu Tingyu took his wife's hand and stepped onto the long bridge.

Qin Shu suddenly remembered something and looked at the man: "do you want to call the master? The master said, "if you have something to call, don't let me go up the mountain."

The man chuckled: "it's too late to play now. This is the signal shielding area."

"Yes." Qin Shu remembered that there was a signal shielding area at the foot of the mountain, and there was a signal on the mountain.

"Then go up first. The master should not be so stingy."

The man laughed, and then seriously said, "you don't think the master doesn't let him go up the mountain, but also sets up the array. What do you want to hide?"

Qin Shu had some helplessness: "I also have doubts, but the master is not willing to say, he said that he also has doubts, no one answers, I wonder what he doubts?"

Fu Tingyu said: "master's doubts should not be on us." He pondered for a while and said, "I always feel that if you lose your memory, the master will know some reasons."

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