Chapter 1848: Where is her father

"Your mother is very beautiful," Lu Yi kept silent about the fact that mother Yan might be Ye Rong, but in Yan Huan, mother Yan and her family couldn't have any relationship at all.

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

They don't even have a surname, how could it matter?

But sometimes, different surnames do not mean that they are not the same person. It may be for some reason, do not want people to know that she is still alive, or it may be some reason that others do not know, but in the end, until she No one doubted whether she was Ye Rong. If it was Ye Rong, then what happened to her in the past, why did she have to live an incognito life, even if she ended up living with her daughter in poverty, I have never returned to the Ye family.

But if it was not Ye Rong, would there be such a long similar person in this world? Whether it is Ye Shuyun or Lei Mama, they are all recognizable. This is Ye Rong. Even the little mole under the corner of her eye can be determined. She is Ye Rong.

"Huanhuan, did your mother mention your father?" Lu Yi asked the little girl to sit down and took care of her with her legs, lest she fall herself, and the little girl obediently hugged her doll and played , Mom and Dad said things, she could not understand, anyway, as long as she sat with Mom and Dad obediently.

Yan Huan shook his head, "I don’t remember too much, and my mother didn’t say it, so sometimes," Yan Huan smiled involuntarily, which may also mean some self-deprecating meaning, "I may all be unknown to my father, even my mother doesn’t know, I Who is his father? Anyway, all these years have passed. I haven’t had a father. It’s not the same size. So is there any difference between him and us?"

Yes, there really is no difference? She has been alive for two lifetimes, even if she has no father, she has nothing less than others, except that some people's fathers are for their own daughters, and the difference will kill her life.

She may be envious or jealous, but in any case, she does not want a father like Su Qingdong. If she really has that kind of father, she would rather only have a mother.

She put the photo carefully in the palm of her hand, and prepared to save the photo carefully, but this is the only photo of her and her mother. If it is lost, it will really be gone. Maybe she took the look of her mother. It’s all forgotten.

"By the way, where did you find the photo? Why didn't I know the existence of this photo?" Yan Huan really didn't know that she still had such a photo. If so, she must be a treasure. Yes, it will definitely not be littered, and all the littering was picked up by Lu Yi.

"It's there," Lu Yi stroked Yan Huan's hair, and only said a few. She didn't mention anything else, and included things that might be included in her life.

"She didn't tell me," Yan Huan frowned. What happened. She didn't give her a picture of her mother. Is it to hide her? But if there is anything to hide, give it to her and she will wash it again. At that time, you just want a few and you have a few.

How could living people hang themselves on a tree?

Anyway, the picture is now in her hands. This is her and her mother, and Yiling doesn’t want to move. This is the only picture of her and her mother. It’s impossible to have as much as you want.

"Mama..." At this time, Xun looked at the little braid on the side of the doll with his little hand, and then pulled the sleeve of La Yanhuan.

"Ma Ma, looking for pee."

At this time, a hand was stretched out and she had already been picked up.

"Leave, Dad will take you there."

"Well," Xun Xun nodded his head and asked Dad to hug her.

And she turned around and nibbled at her little finger like little tender ginger, she saw her mother sitting and holding a piece of paper in her hand, and she didn’t know that that piece of paper was as cute as she was. Pretty, is she good?

She flattened her small mouth, and she was jealous.

Lu Yi pinched her daughter's fear of a small face.

"Mum is the one I like most to find."

Xun Xun beeps, but he is not happy anyway.

"It's okay to hang small oil bottles," Lu Yi teased her daughter and took her to the toilet. She really grew up and has a heart, and it is also used by people in the family. The little guy is the most popular at home. Pampered, even the two older brothers who are the same as her are letting her, have delicious, fun, are close to her to play first, eat first, and he is now afraid, will it One day, they brought up an arrogant little girl, and it seemed that this momentum was very bad.

No, he had to talk to his family well. Xun Xun really couldn’t get used to it. The only girl in the family was her. She was born small and in bad health, so the whole family regarded her as her The eyeballs are hurting, and they are both raising two boys as sheep. He is afraid that his daughter will be skewed. What should I do if he grows up in the future?

At this time, Xunxun certainly didn't know that her favorite dad was worrying about whether she would raise her into a crooked neck tree.

Their Lu family are all rooted, but there must be no dudes, even the dudes of girls are absolutely impossible.

Yan Huan sat up, she took the photo to her own eyes, and then gently stroked Mom’s face on the photo.

Mother's youth and life are fixed on this little piece of paper. Here, her face is fixed, and her life is also retained. She did not expect that she could see her mother again. photo.

She was a child, she really looked like she was looking for it, no, she was looking for her, but for her daughter, Lu Qi’s Lu Guang was like Lu Yi, so I won’t say it. If Xun Xun was like Lu Yi, she would really cry.

And the cell phone she put aside rang, she took a look at the cell phone, it was Rowling.

"Hello," she put the phone in her ear, then opened the drawer, and carefully placed the photo inside.

"You brought Xunxun over for an audition, yes, and Xiao Qi Xiaoguang. It happened that we have a Qing Palace film here, and we need a few child stars. There is no suitable candidate. The little face of Xiaoxun in your family is long. It’s so pretty, it’s a pity if you don’t use it.”

I discussed with them, and Yan Huan sat up. At this point, she was very particular about democracy and did not look at her children. However, they were very opinionated children and could already make decisions for themselves.

And this thing, Rowling has said it twice, and she has never agreed. She wants the children to be ordinary children, but still asks the children what they mean, they are three years old, They are also sensible, and their children are more sensible than ordinary children, and they are more precocious. They can choose their own lives.