Chapter 142

"What are you going to do?" Moyun asked him in expectation and surprise.

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

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

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

Hao Yansen threw the thing to Shang Shi and said coldly, "put it back, 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 the tomb of Yun Xiang, looking very devout. "Miss Yun, I'm sorry that I haven't come to see you for so many years. You can rest assured that I have found your real daughter, and 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 them were silent.

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

Is she really her mother

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

Yunlong also stared at Yunxiang's tombstone curiously.

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

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

There are no pictures of her on the tombstone of Yunxiang, 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 the words came out, everyone was puzzled.

Yeah, how can't I find her picture?

"Do you have it?" Lin Feng asked Mo Yun, "if so, I'd like to enlarge it. I'll burn a stick of incense to miss Yun every day."

Moyun shook his head. "I don't think so. I've never seen it."

"Mo Zhenggang is such a bastard that he doesn't even leave Miss Yun's picture!" Lin Feng was angry, but he soon became complacent again.

"But I still remember Miss Yun's appearance. I haven't forgotten her appearance for so many years. I'm afraid I'm the only one in the world who can remember what she looks like. So I can't let her disappear. I'm going to draw Miss Yun back! "

"Draw it?" Yunlong is stunned.

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

“…… It's called sketching. " Shang Shi can't help reminding.

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

Excited Lin Feng can't wait.

But everyone looked at him suspiciously.

This unreliable uncle can't understand the two words of sketch, can he really sketch?

Believe it or not, they don't believe it!

……

After confirming that it wasn't the child's grave or ashes, Moyun was in a lot of good mood.

Now she has more hope. Maybe her child is still alive.

People with hope will naturally have a lot of spirit.

When she got on the bus and took the mineral water and medicine box to clean her wound, she was laughing.

Using gauze to gently wipe her fingers, Hao Yansen asked in a low voice, "what's laughing?"

Moyun stared at him more and more happily. "It's just that he's in a good mood."

"Because the child might still be alive?"

"Well."

"That's it?" Hao Yansen eyebrows, usually she is in a good mood, not all because of him?

He thought it would be the same this time.

"Not only that, of course..."