My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 323 Two Good News

"Hahaha! Is this really him?"

"Is this when I just learned to crawl? Uncle is so cute~"

"Here! This is a fish he caught for a day, but Qingqing kicked the fish basket over...

This one was knocked into a mud pit by Qingqing...

And this one, when I was playing house, I was forced to wear a skirt and act as a little maid..."

"Oh no, I died from laughing!"

"Didn't realize that you really love to cry so much? Haha..."

Lin Haitang and the others gathered around an old photo album, and Yang Hui cheerfully pointed to a certain photo from time to time, telling everyone interesting stories about the time when the photo was taken.

Occasionally, he raised his head to observe the reactions and expressions of the two girls when they looked at the photos...

"This killer hairstyle, poof! Let me laugh for another 3 minutes first!"

"Wait a minute, this isn't crotch pants, is it? Puff ha ha ha... Auntie, can I take a picture as a souvenir?"

"Huh? Who is this little girl? A childhood playmate?"

When Yan Weiwei turned to the next page, she glanced and suddenly pointed to one of the photos and asked.

It's a bit different from the photos developed with ordinary negatives. This one looks like it was taken by Polaroid.

In the photo, the sky is very blue, and the green field flutters with the wind. In the photo, there are two children, a boy and a girl, with a bamboo basket next to them.

The man was Meng Lang when he was a child. He was dressed in rustic clothes and looked about five or six years old.

He and the girl were holding hands, smiling heartlessly and happily, half of his front teeth were missing, which made people laugh a little 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 lovely, giving people a peaceful and quiet feeling.

Unlike Meng Lang who was smiling silly beside her, the girl turned her head to one side, her expression... seemed a little shy, and also seemed a little disgusted...

"When was this photo taken..."

Yang Hui didn't remember who this girl was for a moment, but felt that she looked familiar.

She couldn't help recalling carefully.

When I saw the bamboo basket in the photo... I slapped my forehead.

"Oh yes! I remembered!

It seems that once Lao Meng took Xiaolang to the town to go to the market. On the way back, he met a tourist. The man saw that the two children were playing well, so he 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 with the photos for a long time. "

"Hmm! This must have been almost 20 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, but her expression became more and more puzzled.

"Huh? Do you think that the girl in the photo... looks a bit like Xiao Yu?"

"Huh?" Lin Haitang and Xiao Yu were stunned at the same time.

Yan Weiwei heard the words, looked at the photos for a while, and looked at Xiao Yu for a while, the more they looked, the more they looked like each other!
"That's right! Listening to what Auntie said, it really looks a bit like it!"

"Just say it! No wonder I feel kind to Xiao Yu when I see her, as if I've seen her somewhere before." Yang Hui looked stunned.

"It really looks like this?" Xiao Yu was a little embarrassed by the words.

Uncle's childhood playmate or something...

So shy!

"Well! There is indeed a bit of similarity between the eyebrows, but there are many similar looks in this world... Ma Yun has children who bump into each other..."

"Miss Weiwei..."

"Hahaha!"

Being interrupted by Yan Weiwei, everyone thought it must be some kind of wonderful coincidence, only Lin Haitang seemed a little dazed.

"Haitang, what's the matter with you?"

"Oh! It's okay, I just feel that Meng Lang and Xiao Yu are really destined to each other, ha ha!"

She smiled and shook her head.

Probably because I was thinking too much, it's just that I look alike...

"Mom, I'm back! But I'm exhausted, why haven't I eaten yet?

Uh... what are you guys doing around here? "

At this moment, Meng Lang suddenly walked in from the door. Seeing several people sitting together in the room, he was stunned for a moment.

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 guys doing!"

"puff!"

Hello!What does it mean to hold back a smile?
"Oh! You're back, let's go eat quickly." Yang Hui closed the album with a guilty conscience.

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 grief and indignation.

"Mom, how can you do this!"

"Why such a big reaction, I'm just telling you something interesting about the village."

Just yet?

Did you take your own son's embarrassing story as a funny story?

Do you know what it means to respect the privacy of others?

Can this thing be seen by outsiders casually?
Thinking of his "black history" in the photo album, Meng Lang felt sad, and his fame in this life was completely ruined...

and many more!Brothers, why don't you mention such an important thing? !

What about the "guide to avoid pits"?

If I just sleep late for no reason, my "future" will become so unrecognizable!

Could it be that the human inferiority of "don't worry about the few but the unevenness", "we must share the difficulties", "this orange is very sweet" is at work?

孽 孽!
"Isn't it just a few photos of my childhood, don't be so stingy!" Yan Weiwei looked at Meng Lang with a suppressed smile and winking.

"Why don't you be generous with your childhood photos?" Meng Lang said angrily.

"It's not like I don't have such a rich life experience as you. When I was a child, I practiced martial arts in addition to martial arts. This character setting can only give a brief introduction."

Yan Weiwei spread her hands with a smile.

"Uncle, so you used to cry so much when you were young?" Xiao Yu said with a smile.

"I... I was angered by Meng Qingqing!" Meng Lang said with a blushing face.

"How old are you, what's there to be shy about, take out the photo album." Yang Hui laughed.

"That's right, we haven't finished it yet. Auntie, we love to hear what you have to say, so please continue to tell us!"

Yan Weiwei reached out to get the photo album.

"Don't think about it!"

Meng Lang quickly tore through the photo album, and then ran upstairs with the photo album.

"Bang!" The door was slammed shut.

"Xiaolang! You haven't eaten yet!" Yang Hui shouted from below.

"I'm full!"

"Hahaha……"

……

"Dong dong!"

"It's shameless to see people, thank you behind closed doors!"

"It's me. I'm hungry. I have your favorite pork ribs and lotus root soup. Open the door!" My mother's voice came from outside the door.

After a while, Meng Lang, who smelled the fragrance, finally opened the door with a dark face.

"Still angry? Mom made a mistake, okay?"

"How could you be wrong? How wise and powerful you are... I have only been away for a long time, and I have leaked your son's old background...

Do you know what it means that a scholar can be killed but not humiliated? "

Meng Lang had a resentful expression on his face.

Yang Hui suppressed a smile, put the food on the table, and closed the door.

"Hey, hey! Why are you closing the door? Are you really going to kill someone?"

"Go! Don't be so talkative, sit down!" Yang Hui showed the majesty of his mother, and then suddenly laughed.

"You also said, how wise and powerful your mother is! Do you really think I'm here to embarrass you?"

"Otherwise?" Meng Lang said angrily.

"Hehe! You forgot, who asked me to use my rich experience and profound wisdom to help you find out yesterday... Which of the two of them is interested in you?" Yang Hui asked mysteriously.

"Uh..." Meng Lang froze for a moment.

"What do you mean?"

"Stupid! If a girl likes someone, her eyes can't be fooled when she mentions him!
You don't want to know, when we talked about you just now, did the two girls look at each other? "

Meng Lang was dumbfounded.

Are rural routines so deep now?

Looking at the smiling Yang Hui, he seemed to see the fox tail behind his mother...

"Mom! You are too insidious!"

"Go! Who do you think I am for! In short, this little sacrifice you made is definitely worth it!"

"Hehe!" Meng Lang twitched the corner of his mouth.

Value for money?
It's not that I want to hit you, but no matter what flowers you see, I can guarantee that in my eyes, they are all outdated information...

My efforts and sacrifices are absolutely wrong...

"So what do you see?"

Seeing Yang Hui's little expression of asking for credit, Meng Lang could only helplessly laugh.

"Hehe! After Mom's observation, I basically got two pieces of news...Which one do you want to hear first?"

"It's a secret! It must be another piece of good news, or something like bad news?" He rolled his eyes.

Yang Hui looked at Meng Lang, and his expression gradually became strange.

"No! Two pieces of good news this time..."

rash:"……"

(End of this chapter)