Su Hongxing was focused only on finding the video and photos.
"The family photos are all in my room, let's go." Madam Xiao led the way into the bedroom.
Su Hongxing was very excited, but her expression remained calm, following Madam Xiao into the bedroom, her gaze glued to the incense table not far away.
Madam Xiao didn't notice Su Hongxing's unusual behavior and took out several photo albums.
Su Hongxing took the albums, flipped to those old photos, and chuckled: "This one seems to be the picture taken when I first moved in. At that time, Xiao Dad was very young and handsome, and Xiao Mom was also very beautiful."
Madam Xiao looked, and her eyes became damp: "You girl, I raised you. You used to run around naked, and now you're a mother yourself. Time passes quickly."
"Xiao Mom is still very beautiful, no different from twenty years ago." Su Hongxing held Madam Xiao's arm: "No matter what, Xiao Mom is like my own mother."
