Chapter 674 (1/2)
On it, it was written:
sandalwood is cut in Kankan, the river is dry, and the river is clear and Lianyi.
No crops, no crops, no crops?
No hunting, no hunting, there is a county in huzhan Erting?
The gentleman is not a vegetarian!
The river is clear and straight.
No harvest, no harvest, 30 billion?
No hunting, no hunting. Is there a special County in huzhan Erting?
The gentleman is not vegetarian!
Cankan cutting wheel Xi, set the river of Xi Xi, the river is clear and degenerate Yi.
No harvest, no harvest, no harvest?
No hunting, no hunting, there are County quails in huzhan'erting?
I'm a gentleman. I don't like to eat!
……
The handwriting is neat and rigid, and the end is fluttering. It has a natural charm.
Beili read through the back of the paper and found that he took almost every word with his fingers.
Almost at the same time, Li Beinian immediately picked up the photos in his hand and compared them.
as like as two peas, the verve is the same as the pen.
The character is the person.
Not many people can write such words.
Li Beinian asked, ”the character of Li Haoran?”
Musichen was silent and shook his head for a moment.
”This is clearly written by a person. If it is not Li Haoran, who wrote the words in this picture? Why is Li Haoran hiding in the drawer? It must be my mother. That's right
Li Beinian's last sentence is very firm.
The woman in the picture is very similar to Li Beinian.
What's more, Li Beinian has seen this photo in her last life. Even when she peeked at this photo in her last life, Li Haoran did not catch it on the spot.
Li Haoran was furious and took this picture back and held it in his palm. Then he slapped her and scolded a lot of ugly words.
Li Beinian can't remember exactly what it is.
At that time, she thought that Li Haoran was angry because she offended her mother's photo.
But later I knew that Li Haoran would not go to see this photo.
Therefore, Li Beinian had the idea of stealing this picture back in his whole life.
If it is true, Li Haoran did not find it from the beginning to the end.
But now, all kinds of information and signals in front of her told her that the words on it were not written by Li Haoran.
Li Beinian thought a hundred times, and then said: ”this word, should not be my mother wrote it?”
Li Beinian subconsciously looked down at the photo in his hand. The font on it was thin, vigorous and powerful, fluent and flying.
In the distant mountains, the eyebrows are long and the willow waist and limbs curl.
Make up, spring breeze, smile less.
Can't it be that she wrote the words on the photo herself?
No way.
Looking up at muxichen, muxichen collected the paper and said, ”keep it secret for the time being.”
”What, why keep it secret from me?” Li Beinian held down his hand and said, ”tell me whose character this is, doesn't it matter?”
”It may be your father's,” musichon said in a low voice, his eyes gripping her gaze. ”But it's not sure now.”
Li Beinian had already expected something in his heart, but suddenly he heard that he was also shaking uncontrollably.
Muxichen put things away, and then his eyes fell on Li Beinian's hand and said, ”I'll keep them for you.”
He took the picture with his finger, and he put it with the document.
”Do you also suspect that Li Haoran is not my father?” Li Beinian couldn't help asking, ”my father, you know who it is, right?”