Chapter 1848 Where Did She Get Her Father?

"Your mother is very beautiful," Lu Yi said without mentioning the possibility that Yan's mother might be Ye Rong. However, in Yan Huan's case, there is no way that Yan's mother has the slightest relationship with the Ye family.

The Ye family is the Ye family, but Mama Yan is just Mama Yan.

They don't even have the same last name, so how could they be related?

But sometimes, different surnames do not mean that they are not the same person. It may be because she does not want people to know that she is still alive for some reasons, or it may be some reason that others do not know, but in the end, until she Even after she died, no one doubted whether she was Ye Rong. If she was Ye Rong, then what happened to her back then and why she had to live in anonymity all her life, even if she ended up living in poverty with her daughter? They have never returned to Ye's house.

But if it wasn't Ye Rong, would there be anyone with such a similar look in the world? Whether it is Ye Shuyun or Lei's mother, they can all recognize that this is Ye Rong. Even the small mole under the corner of her eye can be sure that she is Ye Rong.

"Huanhuan, has your mother ever mentioned your father?" Lu Yi asked the little girl to sit down and held her with his legs to prevent her from falling down. The little girl held her doll and played with it obediently. , she couldn’t understand what her parents were saying. Anyway, she just had to sit obediently with her parents.

Yan Huan shook his head, "I don't remember much, and my mother didn't tell me, so sometimes," Yan Huan couldn't help but smile, maybe a little self-deprecating, "I may have an unknown father, and even my mother doesn't know. Who is my father? After all, so many years have passed, and I haven’t had a father, and I haven’t grown up to the same age, so it doesn’t make any difference to us whether we have him or not?”

Yes, there really is no difference? She has lived two lives, and even without a father, she is no worse than others, except that some people's fathers, for the sake of their daughters, almost kill her.

She might be envious, or she might be jealous, but no matter what, she didn't want a father like Su Qingdong. If she really had that kind of father, she would rather have only her mother.

She carefully placed the photo in the palm of her hand, preparing to keep it carefully. This was the only photo of her and her mother. If she lost it, it would really be gone. Maybe she had taken her mother's appearance. All forgotten.

"By the way, where did you find the photo? Why didn't I know this photo existed?" Yan Huan really didn't know she had such a photo. If she did, she must have regarded it as a treasure. Yes, they will definitely not be thrown away, and Lu Yi will pick up the ones that are thrown away.

"It's from Yi Ling," Lu Yi stroked Yan Huan's hair and only said a few words. She didn't mention anything else, including things that might be related to her life experience.

"She didn't tell me either," Yan Huan frowned. What's wrong? I didn't give her my mother's photos. Was she trying to hide something private? But there was nothing to hide. I gave it to her and she went to wash a few more pictures. , then you will have as many as you want.

How could a living person hang himself from a tree?

Anyway, now the photo is in her hands. It belongs to her and her mother. Yi Ling can’t touch it. This is the only photo she has with her mother. It’s impossible to get more if she wants more.

"Mom..." At this time, Xunxun used his little hands to grab the little braid on one side of the doll, and then pulled Yan Huan's sleeve.

"Ma Ma, Xunxun needs to pee."

At this time, a hand reached out and picked her up.

"Let's go, dad will take you there."

"Yeah," Xunxun nodded her little head and asked her father to hold her.

And she turned around, biting her little ginger-like fingers, and saw her mother sitting still with a piece of paper in her hand. But she didn't know that the piece of paper was as cute as she was. Beautiful, is she as good as she is?

She pursed her lips, feeling a little jealous.

Lu Yi pinched his daughter's little face.

"Mom is the most searching."

Xunxun pouted, he was just unhappy anyway.

"You can hang a small bottle of oil now," Lu Yi teased his daughter and took her to the toilet. She has really grown up and has become more thoughtful. People in the family are used to it. The little one is the most popular child in the family. She is so doting that even her two older brothers, who are the same age as her, let her have delicious food and fun things, and they always play with her first and eat first, but now he is afraid, will it happen? One day, a arrogant little girl they raised came out. It seemed that this was a bad trend.

No, he had to talk to his family carefully. Xunxun really couldn't be used to this. She was the only little girl in the family. She was born small and in poor health, so the whole family regarded her as... His eyes hurt because he was raising the two boys like sheep. He was afraid that he would raise his daughter crookedly. What would he do if she didn't grow straight in the future?

Of course Xunxun didn't know at this time that her beloved father was worrying about whether he had raised her into a tree with a crooked neck.

The Lu family is all well-educated, but they must not have any dandy children, even if they are dandy girls.

Yan Huan sat up, took the photo to her eyes, and then gently stroked Yan's mother's face on the photo.

Her mother's youth and life were fixed on this small piece of paper. Her face was fixed here, and her life was preserved. She never thought that she would see her mother again. photo.

And when she was a child, she really looked like Xunxun, no, Xunxun looked like her, Xunxun was her daughter, let alone Lu Qi’s Lu Guang, who looked like Lu Yi. If Xunxun also looked like Lu Yi, she would really cry.

The phone she put aside rang. She took it and saw that it belonged to Rowling.

"Hey," she put the phone to her ear, opened the drawer, and carefully placed the photo inside.

"You bring Xunxun here for the audition, and by the way, Xiao Qi and Xiaoguang. We happen to have a Qing Dynasty palace film here and we need a few child actors. There are no suitable candidates yet. Your little Xunxun's little face is so long. It’s so beautiful, it would be a shame not to use it.”

I discussed with them, and Yan Huan sat up. She is very democratic about this and does not want her children to be small, but they are very independent children and can make decisions for themselves.

Rowling has said this matter many times, and she has never agreed. She wants her children to be just ordinary children. However, I still want to ask the children what they want. They are three years old. They are also sensible, and their children are also more sensible and precocious than ordinary children. They can choose their own lives.