A few villagers spoke one after another, and Hua Hua felt even more upset, "Does any of you have a photo of my mom... my aunt? I want to see her and take it back for Little Chu to see."
A few villagers shook their heads, "A photo, I really don't have one."
"No photo."
"I don't have a photo at home either."
A middle-aged woman hesitated for a moment, "I remember I might have one at home, a photo taken when I was young with the wife of the Yuan family. At that time, she was pregnant, and I was pregnant too. We went to the photo studio together to take a photo as a memento. Wait for me, I'll go home and look for it. I don't know if I can still find it."
Then, she hurried back home.
Hua Hua couldn't wait and followed her. He stayed at the middle-aged woman's house for half an hour before she found a yellowing photo and handed it to him, "Found it, it's this one. I'm on the left, and the wife of the Yuan family, Fengtong, is on the right. She was pregnant at the time, you see."
