Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

There is no need for a heavy hammer to beat the drum. After saying this, several people understand what he means.

Su Jianguo looked at his mother and younger brother, then at his thoughtful niece, and asked questions.

"Village chief, do you mean that this matter has nothing to do with my Haitang?"

Su Jianjun snorted impatiently.

"Is the matter unclear? With Liu Lancui's temper, trivial things can turn upside down, and her son lost such a big thing, and she can cover it up for eighteen years? Isn't it because she wants to fish in troubled waters? Bundle!"

Zhang Yue'e coughed lightly, and she was not used to talking about family scandals in front of her grandson-in-law and relatives.

"But Lan Cui bit her to death with one bite, and she gave birth to a boy. Besides, she was recuperating at home all day, how could she know about the tricks? Not to mention her usual attitude towards Haitang, cough."

Su Haitang listened silently, the balance in her heart tilted towards reason.

Although she is emotionally willing to draw a clear line with Liu Lancui's family, the matter still needs evidence.

Recognizing parents and changing ancestors is not a trivial matter, and one must be cautious.

Cheng Yuanzheng took out his military officer's ID card from the pocket of his military uniform, opened it and showed it to several people. There was a black and white photo sandwiched inside the transparent ID case.

"I specially brought a photo back, you can understand after a look."

Su Dequan hadn't looked at the photo yet, so he took the military officer's ID to look at it, raised his eyebrows, looked up at Su Haitang, said nothing, and handed the ID to Su Jianjun who was sitting on the edge of the kang.

Su Jianjun took it in doubt, glanced at it, and then let out a gasp in surprise.

"Isn't this Haitang? When did you take this picture?"

After he handed the military ID card to the eldest brother next to him, he suddenly realized, and said with certainty: "This is not Haitang."

Cheng Yuanzheng nodded in acknowledgment.

"This is a photo of the mother who lost her child when she was young. I felt familiar when I saw it, so I made a special trip here."

If things are not 70% sure, he doesn't want to waste his time.

Zhang Yue'e's eyesight is old, and she holds a small and blurry black and white photo from a distance, and she can't see clearly even if she squints her eyes closely.

Su Haitang rushed over anxiously, feeling familiar for some reason.

The woman in the photo is sitting at the desk, turning sideways to face the camera, showing a quiet smile.

Short hair with ears, small face, big eyes, upturned nose, two small dimples around the mouth, a standard beauty embryo.

Very thin.

But it is not the sickly and delicate attitude of sister Lin, but her eyes are clear and her posture is upright, showing a sense of perseverance.

Su Haitang looked critically at the photo, and thought that to be fair, the woman in this photo was indeed somewhat similar to her.

One is thin, and the other is that smiling demeanor.

But these are all related to the living environment, and can be acquired, so it doesn't explain any problems.

As for appearance, let alone worry about it. Things are similar, so the so-called celebrity faces and public faces are still rarely heard? As long as she "bumps into the face" with this lady.

"The woman in this photo looks very similar to my Haitang?"

Zhang Yue'e understood the faces of several people, stopped looking at the photo, and simply asked clearly.

"Grandma, it's just a photo, don't think too much about it." Su Haitang had to break the weird atmosphere.

After Liu Lancui came to the door unexpectedly and made such a fuss, she became more cautious, thinking that this matter had something to do with Su Haiyan.

Su Haiyan already has many eyes, and she was also reborn.

Su Haitang didn't dare to imagine how many secrets she could use from Chief Xu's mouth, let alone underestimate them.