my beloved little swan

Chapter 717 Really looks alike [1]

The old lady sighed for a long time, nodded and said: "Yes! It is Lan Lan's father, my son! My only child,,,!"

As the old lady spoke, she was moved again, and couldn't help but choked up again.

You Qiaoqiao secretly scolded herself for being damned, she could clearly see that the person in the photo must be Ouyang Lanbao's father, so why ask.

Because the photo is so old, it must not be the photo of Ouyang Lanbao.

"Grandma, let me see!" Ouyang Lanbao said, reaching for the photo album in the old lady's hand.

The corners of the old lady's shriveled mouth were flattened, and she held the photo album with great strength. This photo album was the only memory she had of her son.

But since Ouyang Lanbao caught her looking through this photo album, it was unreasonable for her not to show it to Ouyang Lanbao.

The person in the album is not only her son, but also Ouyang Lanbao's father and Ouyang Lanbao's mother.

In the past, I didn't want Ouyang Lanbao to be sad when I saw it, so I never shared it. Now that Ouyang Lanbao saw it and asked to see it, she had nothing to hide.

Just then, Wei Wei let go, and the photobook fell into Ouyang Lanbao's hands.

Ouyang Lanbao sat down on the sofa in the bedroom, waved to the old lady and You Qiaoqiao and said, "Grandma, Qiaoqiao, come and watch together!"

Because the photo album is very thick and there are more than one photo in it, it might take some effort to browse through the whole book, so Ouyang Lanbao decided to sit on the sofa and read slowly.

He really didn't expect that there was such a photo album hidden in grandma's room, but he didn't blame grandma for not sharing the photos earlier, he could guess grandma's intention without asking, and he didn't feel any strangeness in his heart Granny means.

You Qiaoqiao helped the old lady on the chair, and the two walked slowly to Ouyang Lanbao's side.

After that, the three of them sat side by side on the sofa.

Ouyang Lanbao sat in the middle, and the old lady and You Qiaoqiao sat on both sides of Ouyang Lanbao.

On the large page where the old lady stayed, there was only a picture of Ouyang Qing holding a football.

It is estimated that when the old lady usually looks at the photo album, the page of Ouyang Qing's solo photo is what she stays most often.

To put it bluntly, although today is the anniversary of the death of her daughter-in-law and her son, as a mother-in-law, of course she doesn't think deeply about her daughter-in-law. Maybe she will be sad a few days after her daughter-in-law passed away, but it's been so long , I'm afraid I didn't take it to heart.

Therefore, it is not surprising that the old lady only looks at the photos of Ouyang Qing alone, but it is very reasonable.

Ouyang Lanbao stared at his father's face for a while, and was secretly shocked that he looked so similar to his father.

To be honest, this is the first time Ouyang Lanbao has seen his father's life photos in so many years, except for the first day when he returned to Ouyang's house and saw the black and white photos of his parents in the mourning hall when he stepped into the house.

Because such a day was so shocking, Ouyang Lanbao didn't even dare to look at the black and white photos of his parents.

Coupled with the long time, Ouyang Lanbao doesn't have much impression of her parents who have never met formally.

"It's really similar!" Even Ouyang Lanbao couldn't help sighing.

He turned to the next page of the photo album. This time, the page was full of photos, just as many as eight.

(End of this chapter)