Chapter 142: No Photo of Her

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

Others were equally curious about what he planned to do.

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

"What about this?" Bai Lang pointed to the urn in his hand.

Hao Yansen threw the things to Shang Shi, and said coldly, "Put it back and everything will be restored."

"Yes!"

And just like that, the urn was buried again.

But when they were about to leave, Lin Feng suddenly bowed deeply to Yun Xiang's grave with a very pious expression, "Miss Yun, I'm sorry, I haven't seen you for so many years. Don't worry, I have found it. 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 the others fell silent.

Staring at Yunxiang's tombstone, Mo Yun's mood was very complicated.

Is she really her mother...

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

Yunlong also stared at Yunxiang's tombstone curiously.

He felt very strange, "Why are there no pictures?"

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

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

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

As soon as these words came out, everyone was puzzled.

Yeah, why can't I find her photo?

"Does the Mo family have it?" Lin Feng asked Mo Yun, "If there is, I want to enlarge it and burn a stick of incense for Miss Yun every day."

Mo Yun shook his head, "It doesn't seem like it, I've never seen it before."

"This bastard, Mo Zhenggang, doesn't even keep a picture of Miss Yun!" Lin Feng was angry, but he quickly became complacent.

"Fortunately, I still remember Miss Yun's appearance. After so many years, I have not forgotten her appearance at all. In this world, I am afraid that I am the only one who still remembers what she looked like. So I must not let her appearance disappear, I plan to go back and draw Miss Yun's face!"

"Draw it down?" Yunlong was stunned.

"Yeah!" Lin Feng nodded firmly, "Draw it with that pencil method!"

"...that's called sketching." Shang Shi couldn't help reminding.

Lin Feng was stunned, "Yes, I drew it with a sketch. I've decided, I'll do it like this, I'll draw as soon as I go back."

The excited Lin Feng couldn't wait.

However, everyone looked at him suspiciously.

This unreliable uncle doesn't even understand the word sketch, so does he really know how to sketch?

Anyway, whether you believe it or not, they do not believe it!

...

After confirming that it was not the child's grave and ashes, Mo Yun's mood improved a lot.

Now she also has 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 into the car, Hao Yansen actually laughed when she took mineral water and a medicine box to help her clean the wound.

Using gauze to gently wipe her fingers, Hao Yansen asked in a low voice, "What are you laughing at?"

Mo Yun stared at him more and more happily, "I'm in a good mood."

"Because the child might still be alive?"

"Um."

"That's it?" Hao Yansen raised her eyebrows. She is usually in a good mood, isn't it all because of him?

He thought it was the same this time.

"Of course it's not just that..."