But I can't remember how long it was that my son didn't call him like that?

Meng Chaojun's heart tingled.

Jiang Xiao ran all the way to a hotel.

This hotel is a very old hotel in the capital. It was very beautiful in the 1970s. It gradually declined in the late 1980s. By the 1990s, it was on the verge of being demolished.

Later, this place will be changed into a sauna.

Jiang Xiao's mind has been thinking, thinking about a thing in the past life.

It is also a thing that has been forgotten by her.

At that time, she worked part-time while painting. Before the hotel was changed into a sauna room, she hired someone to help clean up. Some of the things that could be sold were collected and sold as waste, and some that could be sold were discarded.

At that time, she felt that she would not work in the sauna center. However, she could do the sorting work in the early stage. At that time, she paid a lot of money for a day.

So she worked here for about a week.

She was assigned to clean up a small warehouse. There were a lot of sundries in the warehouse, one of which was from the hotel guests or other people.

Some do not know to what reason has not been claimed, piled up.

When collecting these things, Jiang Xiao opened a lot of mails and parcels. Some of them were valuable and needed to be handed in. If some were books, she could take them away if she wanted them.

It was at that time that she opened a package with a small box, a jade ring, several photos and a notebook in the box.

Most of the photos are a single black and white picture of a child.

That child is still very small, very cute.

There is also a picture of a woman and the child. She holds the child and looks down at the child. Although she can't see her face clearly, she feels very, very gentle.

It was that photo that moved Jiang Xiao.

At that time, she always thought, why didn't she have such a good mother?

She only opened the first page of the diary.

After a look, I originally wanted to turn it over again, but I felt that it was immoral.

No matter who it is, she shouldn't have looked at other people's diaries.

After thinking about it, she thought it would be better to return it to its original owner. However, she did not know whose it was. After flipping through it, she saw the name of a photo studio behind the photo.

That picture was taken in that photo studio.

So, at that time, she carefully wrapped and sealed those things, left the photo, found the photo studio, asked the owner of the photo studio, and asked him if he knew the identity of the woman in the photo.

The owner of the photo studio didn't know, but a man who went to get the photo saw it and recognized it.

"This is the wife of a man I know who is dead, but I know where her son is, the child in this picture, who has grown up. If you can trust me, give it to me and I'll give it to him. "

At that time, Jiang Xiao felt that he didn't look like he was lying, but when he thought of the diary inside, he felt that he was responsible for a woman who had already died. He could not give her things to a strange man, right?

So if you can't send him a picture of the baby, you can't send it to him personally? I'll send him a picture later. It's his mother's stuff. Please forgive me for not giving it to others casually

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