After lunch, he went home. Yang Jingxing was eager to drive and run. When he went upstairs and entered the door, he was gearing up and couldn't wait for his girlfriend to hurry up.

He Peiyuan was so impatient that she wanted to throw the photo album away: "Take it!"

Yang Jingxing sat down, straightened the photo album, turned to the first page seriously, and started over: "In 1993, July or August..."

I can read enough of this thick book. The little girl on the second and third pages is indeed the same set of clothes and the same scene. However, Yang Jingxing continued to inquire, is he in a bad mood? Didn't his mother accompany him? There are exams at the end of the semester.

How are the results?

The photo on the fourth page stimulated Yang Jingxing's curiosity even more. Which street is this? Isn't this Li Diya? She looked like this when she was a child?

Mother He also appeared when she was young. She was good-looking and fashionable. She had a perm and curly hair, and she still wore a dress with a gold chain. After Yang Jingxing praised his girlfriend's mother, he laughed at He Weidong, who looked like he was wearing a suit and smoking a cigarette.

It’s so artificial, and it’s the photo with my daughter. The one who’s really funny is Li Shunkai, his hairstyle and posture are even more embarrassing than when Yang Jingxing was a teenager...

However, most of them were of He Peiyuan alone. Yang Jingxing couldn't find anything funny or didn't dare to say anything, so he could only say some flattering words. He also found that He Peiyuan actually wore the same type of canvas shoes as him, even though those shoes were worn all over the country.

Oops, He Peiyuan was able to sing with a microphone at home in the second grade, and the color TV was not small. Yang Jingxing carefully observed the decoration and furnishings of the house in the photo. It was really tasteful and not tacky even now.

Yang Jingxing was finally able to laugh at his girlfriend. Who made her braid? It was like sticking a few sticks on her head.

Yang Jingxing was proud of the group photo of the six children. His girlfriend was the prettiest, but he also wanted to know about the other children.

Finally seeing Xiao He Peiyuan's dancing, Yang Jingxing was amazed and wondered: "Is it still okay now?"

Isn't it just a leg press? He Peiyuan did it without warming up. Although it was a bit difficult, she could press it down, and she could stand up without Yang Jingxing's support.

At that time, there was still snow in Puhai in winter, the little girl’s down jacket was so beautiful, and the Chinese New Year was so lively.

Yang Jingxing's observation skills were good and he noticed that the little girl's hair in the photo had grown longer. Then he found a very good photo. He could see the shadow of the current champion at the age of seven...

After explaining everything in detail for a long time, He Peiyuan got tired and asked her boyfriend to hold the photo album aside and look at it: "...you haven't looked at me seriously for a few minutes?"

Yang Jingxing felt aggrieved: "I've been looking at it carefully..." It's better to know the truth, put down the photo album and go for some coaxing.

He Peiyuan turned his back and spoke: "When we meet, we just take photos, and when we enter the house, there is nothing else to do..."

Yang Jingxing begged, and when his girlfriend was finally willing to turn around, he took a good look at it and explained: "Let me finish it first... Otherwise I'll be embarrassed to kiss you, or else when I close my eyes, my mind will be like you tying up your hair."

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He Peiyuan raised her hand and said, "Do you want me to kiss you? Why didn't you ask me why you didn't want to go to the factory?"

Yang Jingxing was wronged: "I asked you, last night..."

Of course last night's incident does not count, but He Peiyuan is even more reluctant to say it now. Fortunately, Yang Jingxing understands that hard work pays off. After hard and outstanding efforts, He Peiyuan finally revealed that he had a small quarrel with his mother after returning home last night. Because of the continuous

The reason for coming home late many days.

Yang Jingxing couldn't imagine: "What a quarrel? Come on, it's all my fault in the end. Let's go early today."

He Peiyuan complained or complained: "She is a little paranoid sometimes... Li Shunkai lives like that. She thinks everything is fine, as long as she talks about being filial."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "You should be more filial."

He Peiyuan glanced at her boyfriend: "...She didn't say anything about me."

Yang Jingxing couldn't believe it: "Are you talking about me?"

He Peiyuan was not sympathetic: "Who made you unconscious... If you said you were unconscious, let me go back early."

Yang Jingxing nodded and took it seriously: "The criticism is correct. I was negligent. Your dad should rest early..."

He Peiyuan always has to confront her boyfriend: "Who doesn't allow them to rest? What does it mean to be early? You send me off and still go to work. Everyone's standards are different! Am I still young?"

"Is it really noisy?" Yang Jingxing said in confusion: "Don't hurt me. Although I have caught you, there are still many hurdles to pass."

He Peiyuan was immediately proud, smiling so much that spring flowers blossomed: "It's so noisy that they don't even want to see you... It's all what you taught me!"

Yang Jingxing called out Tianqu: "It's my fault, but I didn't teach you..."

He Peiyuan was worried that her boyfriend was being stimulated abnormally, so she tried to comfort her: "There was no quarrel, I just said a few words... My mother sometimes behaves like a normal person, and my father can't stand it."

Yang Jingxing was annoyed: "This is terrible, my impression is gone..."

He Peiyuan laughed: "I didn't say it was your fault. My mother likes to pour cold water on people. It turns out that I have already passed the professional test, which is a guarantee, so she said what should I do if I can't pass the cultural test. The same happened when we went to the orchestra, and she

He said that if 306 removes me, I will be left alone..."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Prepare for the worst..."

He Peiyuan sighed a little: "Maybe because of my grandfather's incident, my father also fell ill later."

Yang Jingxing believes: "But hold the greatest hope and try your best."

He Peiyuan nodded: "That's it, but sometimes it's a bit too much... But you should be prepared to regret it at any time!"

Yang Jingxing hummed: "I'm going to regret it now. I won't look at the photo anymore. I'll kiss you first."

Although she was hugged by her boyfriend, He Peiyuan avoided the kiss: "Let me ask you first...will you regret it?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "How many hours has it been? You should ask at least a few days later."

"Ask now."

Yang Jingxing was also annoyed and was too lazy to answer, so he kissed her hard. He Peiyuan's fierce resistance lasted for three or four seconds...

There must be about two hundred photos. Yang Jingxing admired them until about three o'clock in the afternoon. He blamed He Peiyuan for rushing him or not having the patience to explain. What's the point of going to Ding's hometown in a hurry? The photos are not important. But Yang Jingxing can also think on the bright side.

There must be a lot of photos of He Peiyuan. This photo album only covers less than two years. In total, ten copies are missing.

He Peiyuan poured cold water on her. There were not so many before the age of six. But after this book, soon 1997 was the time when grandpa was imprisoned and grandma was hospitalized. The parents did not get over it for two or three years, although they tried to minimize the impact on their daughter.

Reached the lowest.

Yang Jingxing felt that there were some things that were hard to talk about. Even though his grandfather had no financial problems, he had fought and made mistakes and was quite dangerous in the past.

He Peiyuan couldn't remember: "Did I call you when your grandfather passed away?"

Yang Jingxing remembered: "I sent a text message."

"Really?" He Peiyuan was very doubtful: "What did I say?"

Yang Jingxing was proud: "I won't tell you."

He Peiyuan saw through it: "I must have forgotten it!"

Yang Jingxing was amused: "You don't remember, are you qualified to judge me for forgetting? I remember it clearly."

"Say it, just say it if you remember."

"I don't want to say it, just let it become my memories and wealth, my private money."

"You're disgusting..."

After a contented quarrel, Yang Jingxing still proved that he remembered: "...Old man, have a safe journey. I feel sorry for you and accept the change."

He Peiyuan also expressed her affirmation: "It seems to be, a little bit impressive."

Yang Jingxing hummed: "Split my private money."

"Go away!" He Peiyuan said with integrity: "Who cares? Just a little bit, dust, cells...atoms!"

Yang Jingxing was funny: "Give me back the hadron quarks."

"What?" He Peiyuan also didn't know, but she wasn't interested. Instead, she praised: "The private money hidden with them is hundreds of millions!"

Yang Jingxing said proudly: "Yuanyuan and I still have each other, but you don't know and I won't tell you."

He Peiyuan's eyes lit up: "...bragging!"

Yang Jingxing haha.

He Peiyuan observed and softened her tone: "Tell me."

Yang Jingxing would also say: "Think beautifully."

He Peiyuan really loves money, and her tone has changed to a tone of negotiation and peace: "As long as you tell me a little bit, I will believe you."

Yang Jingxing didn't care: "Who wants you to believe it?"

Being sensible in everything, He Peiyuan got angry and cut off physical contact.

Yang Jingxing didn't beg for mercy. He was thinking about something as he took a sip of tea. He looked pleased with himself. Did he still have a lot of private money?

He Peiyuan was willing to give her a step back with a cold face: "Have I sent you other text messages? Before."

Yang Jingxing also negotiated terms: "You want my private money again, what can I give you in exchange for it?"

"do you have?"

Yang Jingxing haha.

Is her boyfriend confident? The way he tilted his neck arrogantly looked a bit like asking for a kiss. He Peiyuan hesitated for a moment, then tilted her upper body this way, slowly stretched her neck, and kissed Yang Jingxing's face gently, showing that she didn't care much about money.

: "Say it."

"That's it?" Yang Jingxing said very profiteer: "Then I can only give you the one with the shortest storage time. The night before yesterday..."

"No!" He Peiyuan grabbed her boyfriend's arm and pinched it: "It wasn't the night before yesterday. It wasn't your private money. I know I remember it, so it doesn't count."

Yang Jingxing was in a dilemma: "The day before yesterday? I lost money."

He Peiyuan looked at her boyfriend and felt a little sad: "My kiss is worthless, isn't it?"

Yang Jingxing panicked: "Of course not, because my private money is too precious... Well, I also want to show some sincerity. Yuanyuan sent me a blessing message during the Chinese New Year last year."
To be continued...