Chapter 962: A Family Portrait

"You really look like Yao Yan, especially the side face when you smile, it's exactly the same."

Su Wanrou blurted out, with a pleasantly surprised expression.

When she was a girl, her favorite female star was Yao Yan. At that time, Yao Yan was not very popular anymore. Although she acted in a few movies, she was not the heroine, so the splash was not big.

Yao Yan's glorious period was in the 1940s. At that time, she was so popular that she was the head of the Songcheng Film Company. Every film was the heroine. As long as Yao Yan's news was published in the newspaper, even if it was only trivial Small things will still be sold out.

When Su Wanrou was governor, Yao Yan was already dead, but it still didn't affect her pursuit of stars. She got a lot of Yao Yan's still photos, and one of them was her favourite.

Yao Yan was wearing a cheongsam and a pearl necklace, hugging a cat, smiling slightly with her head lowered, and the photo was of a side face, which was very similar to the scene of Lou's mother just now.

It's just that Lou's mother didn't wear a cheongsam or make-up, so she wasn't as charming as Yao Yan in the photo.

Lou's mother's complexion changed drastically, and she said coldly: "How can I look like her, you are wrong."

After speaking, she got up and went back to the room, and never came out again.

Su Wanrou's expression was embarrassing, and she didn't know what she said wrong, but Lou's mother and Yao Yan were really similar, and she was right.

"Aunt Su, my mother didn't target you, so don't worry about it." Lou Zhijun felt sorry for her and tried to smooth things over for her mother.

Xu Jinfeng said disapprovingly: "I don't care about it, your mother has such a temper, but what does that Yao Yan you mentioned do?"

"I seem to have heard of this name, and it seems to be an actor in a movie, but it seems to be gone." Yang Lijuan said.

"She was a movie star. I really like her. She is beautiful and good at acting. She made a lot of movies, but she passed away." Su Wanrou felt very regretful.

"Are you sick?" Xu Jinfeng asked.

Su Wanrou shook her head and said in a low voice, "Jumping off a building? It seems like ten years ago."

Xu Jinfeng was taken aback and didn't ask anymore? This kind of thing is not something that an ordinary person can care about.

Lou Zhijun is thoughtful? Su Wanrou is not the first person to say that her mother is like Yao Yan. Sometimes her mother is in a good mood? She will accompany her mother to buy vegetables and go shopping, and some people say that her mother is like Yao Yan.

But every time I listen to it? Mom won’t be in a good mood for a few days? Then go out,

My mother wore a gauze, and fewer people talked about it.

"Aunt Su, do you have a photo of Yao Yan?" Lou Zhijun asked.

"Yes? I have collected a lot? But at home, I will bring you some someday."

Su Wanrou looked cheerful, like a little girl. Those still photos were collected by her when she was a girl, and they were put in a biscuit box? My mother brought them all over this trip. Although the photos are yellowed, they are well preserved.

In the house, Mother Lou is also holding a photo in her hand? Her expression is sad. The photo is a family portrait? In a garden? A beautiful middle-aged woman holds a seven or eight-year-old boy in her arms? Standing her, she was only fifteen years old at the time, and standing with her mother was her stepfather.

The family of four in the photo is happy and happy, with a happy smile on their faces, but who knows that within a few years, the family of four will fall apart and be displaced.

Lou's mother smiled wryly, and put the photo back in the drawer. The past was like clouds and smoke, and her life is peaceful now, and she is very satisfied.

I just hope no one will bother her again.