"Is this the time when I just learned to crawl? Uncle is so cute~"
"Here! This is the fish he caught all day long, but that girl Qingqing kicked the fish basket over...
This one was knocked into a mud pit by Qingqing...
There is also this one, where I was forced to wear a skirt and act as a maid while playing house..."
"Oh no, I'm laughing so hard!"
"I didn't realize that you really love crying so much? Haha..."
Lin Haitang and others gathered around an old photo album. Yang Hui would happily point to a certain photo from time to time and tell everyone interesting stories about the time when the photo was taken.
Occasionally, he raised his head and observed the reactions and expressions of the two girls when they looked at the photos...
"This crazy hairstyle, pfft! Let me laugh for three more minutes!"
"Wait a minute, aren't these crotchless pants? Hahahaha... Auntie, can I take a photo as a souvenir?"
"Huh? Who is this little girl? Her childhood playmate?"
When Yan Weiwei turned to the next page, she glanced at it and suddenly pointed to one of the photos and asked.
It's a little different from ordinary photos developed with film. This one looks like it was taken with a Polaroid.
In the photo, the sky is very blue, and the green fields are fluttering in the wind. In the photo, there are two children, a boy and a girl, with a bamboo basket next to them.
The man is Meng Lang when he was a child. He is dressed in rustic clothes and looks like he is only five or six years old.
He was holding hands with the girl, smiling happily without any care in his face. Half of his front teeth were missing, which made people laugh a bit.
The girl looked about the same age as Meng Lang, but was half a head taller.
She has short hair and wears a black dress. She looks sweet and cute, giving people a calm and quiet feeling.
Unlike Meng Lang, who was next to him with a silly smile on his face, the girl turned her head to the side, her expression... seemed to be a little shy, but also seemed to be a little disgusting...
"This photo...when was it taken..."
Yang Hui couldn't remember who this girl was for a moment, but she just felt that she looked familiar.
She couldn't help but recall it carefully.
When I saw the bamboo basket in the photo... I immediately slapped my forehead.
"Oh yes! I remembered it!
It seems that one time Lao Meng took Xiaolang to a market in the town. On the way back, he met a tourist. Seeing how the two children got along while playing, the man took a photo of the two children for free with his camera.
Cameras were a rare item in the village at that time, and I was very happy for a long time holding the photos."
"Well! This must have been almost twenty years ago. This little girl was dressed like a child from a rich family." Yan Weiwei nodded.
Yang Hui looked at the girl in the photo, her expression becoming more and more confused.
"Eh? Do you think the girl in the photo... looks a bit like Xiao Yu?"
"Eh?" Lin Haitang and Xiao Yu were stunned at the same time.
When Yan Weiwei heard this, she looked at the photos for a while and then at Xiao Yu. The more she looked at them, the more they looked like each other!
"That's right! From what my aunt said, it looks a bit similar!"
"That's it! No wonder I feel friendly when I see Xiao Yu, as if I've seen her before somewhere before." Yang Hui looked astonished.
"Is it really that similar?" Xiao Yu felt a little embarrassed when she was told that.
Uncle's childhood friend or something...
So shy!
"Yeah! There is indeed a bit of a resemblance between the eyebrows, but there are many similar-looking people in the world... Ma Yun has children who bump into each other..."
"Sister Weiwei..."
"Hahaha!"
Being interrupted by Yan Weiwei, everyone thought it must be some kind of wonderful coincidence. Only Lin Haitang looked a little stunned.
"Haitang, what's wrong with you?"
"Oh! It's okay, I just feel that Meng Lang and Xiao Yu are really destined, haha!"
She smiled and shook her head.
Maybe I'm overthinking it, it's just that they look alike...
"Mom, I'm back! I'm exhausted, why haven't I eaten yet?
Uh...what are you doing around here?"
At this moment, Meng Lang suddenly walked in from outside the door and was stunned for a moment when he saw several people sitting together in the room.
But the next moment, when he saw the unusually familiar old photo album on the table, his expression immediately changed!
I suddenly had a bad feeling in my heart...
"What are you doing!"
"puff!"
Hey hey! What does it mean to hold back your laughter?
"Oh! You're back. Let's go eat quickly." Yang Hui closed the photo album with some guilt.
Is the focus now on eating?!
Meng Lang stepped forward and threw himself on the photo album, covering it tightly with his body.
Then he turned his head and looked at his mother with a sad and angry look.
"Mom, how could you do this!"
"Why such a big reaction? I'm just telling you some interesting things about the village."
Just pay it back?
Have you ever told your son's embarrassing story as a funny story like this?
Do you know what it means to respect other people’s privacy?
Can this thing be shown to outsiders casually?
Meng Lang felt sad when he thought of his "dark history" in the photo album. His reputation in this life was completely destroyed...
Wait! Brothers, why don’t you mention such an important thing?!
What about the “trap avoidance guide” mentioned?
If I just sleep in without reason, my "future" will become so unrecognizable!
Could it be that the bad human nature of "not worrying about scarcity but worrying about inequality", "we must share the same responsibility for difficulties" and "this orange is very sweet" is at work?
What a sin!
"Aren't they just a few photos of childhood? Don't be so stingy!" Yan Weiwei looked at Meng Lang with a wink while suppressing a smile.
"Why don't you show off your childhood photos?" Meng Lang said angrily.
"I don't have as rich a life experience as you. When I was young, I practiced martial arts in addition to martial arts. I can only give you a brief introduction to this character setting."
Yan Weiwei spread her hands with a smile.
"Uncle, it turns out that you were so prone to crying when you were a child?" Xiaoyu said with a smile.
"I...I was made angry by Meng Qingqing!" Meng Lang said with a blushing face.
"How old are you? There's nothing to be shy about. Take out the photo album." Yang Hui said with a smile.
"That's right, we haven't finished reading it yet. Auntie, we all like to hear what you tell us. Please continue to tell us!"
Yan Weiwei reached out to get the photo album.
"Don't even think about it!"
Meng Lang quickly grabbed the album, then ran upstairs with the album in hand.
"Bang!" The sound of the door being slammed shut.
"Xiaolang! You haven't eaten yet!" Yang Hui shouted from below.
"Full of anger!"
"Hahaha……"
…
"Boom!"
"I'm too embarrassed to see anyone, so I'll thank you behind closed doors!"
"It's me. Are you hungry? I have your favorite pork ribs and lotus root soup. Open the door quickly!" Mom's voice came from outside the door.
After a while, Meng Lang, smelling the fragrance, finally opened the door with a dark face.
"Are you still angry? Mom is wrong, okay."
"How could you be wrong? You are so wise and powerful... I have only been away for a short time, and you have already leaked all your son's background...
Do you know what it means that a scholar cannot be killed but cannot be humiliated?"
Meng Lang looked resentful.
Yang Hui suppressed her laughter, put the food on the table, and closed the door.
"Hey! Why are you closing the door? Do you really want to kill people and silence them?"
"Go! Stop talking so much and sit down!" Yang Hui showed her mother's majesty and suddenly burst into laughter.
"You also said that your mother and I are so wise and powerful! Do you really think that I am here to embarrass you?"
"What else?" Meng Lang said angrily.
"Haha! You forgot, yesterday it was who asked me to use my rich experience and profound wisdom to help you find out... who of the two is interested in you?" Yang Hui said mysteriously.
"Uh..." Meng Lang was stunned for a moment.
"What's the meaning?"
"What a fool! If a girl likes someone, her eyes cannot deceive her when she mentions him!
Don’t you want to know what the two girls looked at when we were talking about you just now?”
Meng Lang was stunned.
Are all rural routines so deep now?
Looking at the smiling Yang Hui, he seemed to see the fox tail exposed from behind his mother...
"Mom! You are too insidious!"
"Go! Who do you think I am for! In short, the sacrifice you have made is definitely worth it!"
"Haha!" Meng Lang twitched the corner of his mouth.
Value for money?
It’s not that I want to discourage you, but no matter what tricks you see, I can guarantee that in my eyes, it is outdated information...
My efforts and sacrifices are definitely wrongly paid...
"So what did you see?"
Seeing Yang Hui's expression asking for credit, Meng Lang could only helplessly praise him.
"Haha! After Mom's observation, I basically got two pieces of news...Which one do you want to hear first?"
"Selling it out! It must be another piece of good news and one piece of bad news?" He rolled his eyes.
Yang Hui looked at Meng Lang, her face gradually became a little strange.
"No! This time there are two pieces of good news..."