Hearing that the old master still has a lost sister he can't find, the atmosphere in the living room became a little heavy.
"Dad, stop it, we have guests here," Cheng Yaozong could only comfort him.
"Right, look at me, I've lost my manners!" The old master slapped his forehead and laughed awkwardly.
"Old Master, you just miss your family." Cheng Su smiled and asked, "Can I have another look at the photo?"
"Of course!" The old master handed over the photo.
Cheng Su looked at it. The woman in the photo seemed to be about eighteen or nineteen, wearing those student outfits from the Republic of China era, with short hair, curved eyebrows, slightly pursed lips, and a slightly raised chin. You could tell she was quite proud and confident.
Does she look like me? Not at all!
But as she looked at the woman, Cheng Su felt a strange sensation inside. Before she could figure out what it was, the hall suddenly became noisy.
