"Hahaha! Is this really him?"
"Is this when he first learned to crawl? Uncle is so cute~"
"Look! This one is when he caught fish all day, but Qingqing kicked over the basket with a single foot...
This one is when Qingqing knocked him into a mud pit...
And this one, when he was forced to wear a dress and play a little maid during house play..."
"Oh no, I’m dying of laughter!"
"I didn’t see that coming, he cries that much? Haha..."
Lin Haitang and a few others huddled around an old photo album, with Yang Hui pointing at certain photos from ti to ti, telling everyone the funny stories behind them.
Occasionally, she would also lift her head to observe the reactions and expressions of the two girls as they looked at the photos...
"This ’Kill Matt’ hairstyle, pfft! Let laugh for another three minutes!"
"Wait a minute, are these open-crotch pants? Puhahahaha... Auntie, can I take a picture for keepsake?"
"Eh? Who’s this little girl? A childhood playmate?"
When Yan Weiwei turned to the next page, her eyes swept over and she suddenly pointed at one of the photos and asked.
Unlike ordinary film-developed photos, this one looked like it was taken with a Polaroid.
The sky in the photo was very blue, and the green fields swayed with the wind. It showed a boy and a girl, with a bamboo basket placed next to them.
The boy was ng Lang as a child, dressing rather plain and appearing to be only about five or six years old.
He and the girl were holding hands; the boy’s face was carefree and beaming with joy, his front tooth was even missing half, giving him a comical look.
The girl looked to be about the sa age as ng Lang, but was half a head taller.
She had short hair, was dressed in a black dress, and had a sweet, adorable face that gave off a serene and tranquil vibe.
Different from ng Lang’s foolish grin next to her, the girl turned her head to the side, her expression seeming a bit shy, yet sohow also dismissive...
"When was this photo taken..."
For a mont, Yang Hui couldn’t recall who the girl was, feeling she looked sowhat familiar.
She couldn’t help but try to rember carefully.
When she saw the bamboo basket in the photo, she slapped her forehead.
"Oh right! I rember now!
It seems there was this ti when Mr. ng took Xiao Lang to the town fair, and on the way back they t a tourist, who thought the two kids got along well and offered to take a picture of them for free with his cara.
Back then caras were rare in the village, I rember being thrilled having that photo for quite so ti."
"Right! It must have been almost twenty years ago, this little girl’s outfit looks like she’s from a wealthy family," nodded Yan Weiwei.
Yang Hui looked at the girl in the photo, but her expression beca more and more puzzled.
"Eh? Don’t you think the girl in the photo... looks a bit like Xiao Yu?"
"Eh?" Lin Haitang and Xiao Yu were both taken aback simultaneously.
Hearing this, Yan Weiwei alternated between looking at the photo and Xiao Yu, and the more she looked, the more alike they seed!
"You’re right! Now that Auntie ntions it, she really does look alike!"
"That’s what I thought! It’s no wonder I felt familiar when I saw Xiao Yu, as if I had seen her sowhere before," Yang Hui said, suddenly enlightened.
"Do I really look that similar?" Xiao Yu was feeling a bit embarrassed.
The childhood playmate of Uncle’s...
So embarrassing!
"Yes! There is indeed a resemblance in the brows, but there are many people in the world who look alike... even in US there was a case of kids having doppelgängers..."
"Sister Weiwei..."
"Hahaha!"
Yan Weiwei’s interjection led everyone to think it must be so incredible coincidence, except Lin Haitang seed sowhat lost in thought.
"Haitang, what’s wrong?"
"Oh! It’s nothing, just that ng Lang and Xiao Yu seem to have quite the destiny, hehe!"
She shook her head with a smile.
She must be overthinking it, it was just a matter of looking alike...
"Mom, I’m ho! I’m dead tired, why isn’t dinner ready yet?
Uh... what are you all gathered around for?"
Just then, ng Lang unexpectedly walked in from outside, pausing as he noticed several people sitting together.
However, the next mont, he saw the all-too-familiar old photo album on the table and his face instantly changed!
A bad premonition suddenly hit him...
"What are you doing!"
"Pfft!"
Hey hey! What’s with the suppressed laughter?
"Oh! You’re back, go ahead and eat," said Yang Hui, sowhat sheepishly closing the photo album.
Is now really the ti to focus on eating?!
ng Lang lunged forward and pounced on the album, covering it tightly with his body.
Then he turned his head, looking at his mother with a mixture of grief and indignation.
"Mom, how could you do this!"
"What’s with the big reaction, I was just telling everyone about so interesting village stories," she replied.
That’s it?
Do you really find it amusing to share your own son’s embarrassing monts like fun stories?
Have you ever heard of respecting soone’s privacy?
Are these things casually shown to outsiders?
Just thinking about those "dark histories" in the photo album, ng Lang felt an overwhelming sense of sorrow, believing his good na was utterly ruined...
Wait a minute! Guys, why didn’t anyone ntion such an important thing?!
Where’s the promised "guide to avoid pitfalls"?
It can’t be that just because I overslept, my "future" has beco unrecognizable!
Could it be the worst of human nature is at play here: "not resenting scarcity but resenting unevenness," "facing difficulties together," "this orange is very sweet"?
It’s evil karma!
"It’s just a few childhood photos, don’t be so stingy!" Yan Weiwei said, struggling to hold back laughter as she teased ng Lang with her winks and faces.
"Why don’t you be generous with your own childhood photos?" ng Lang retorted angrily.
"I didn’t have such a rich life experience as you, I just practiced martial arts when I was a kid. With such character setting, all I can offer is a brief introduction."
Yan Weiwei spread her hands with a smile.
"Uncle, so you used to be a crybaby when you were little?" Xiao Yu said with a chuckle.
"I... I was driven to that by ng Qingqing!" ng Lang said with a flushed face.
"You’re an adult now, there’s nothing to be ashad of. Bring out the photo album," Yang Hui said with a laugh.
"Exactly, we haven’t finished looking at it. Auntie, we love listening to your stories. Please continue telling us!"
Yan Weiwei reached out to grab the album.
"Don’t even think about it!"
ng Lang quickly snatched the album and dashed upstairs with it.
"Bang!" The sound of the door slamming shut echoed.
"Xiao Lang! You haven’t eaten yet!" Yang Hui called out from downstairs.
"I’m full of anger!"
"Hahaha..."
...
"Knock, knock!"
"I can’t face anyone, doors closed!"
"It’s . Are you hungry? I’ve got your favorite spare rib and lotus root soup. Hurry up and open the door!" His mother’s voice ca from outside the door.
After a while, lured by the aroma, ng Lang eventually opened the door with a sullen face.
"Still angry? Mama made a mistake, okay?
"How could you possibly make a mistake? You’re so wise and valiant... It hasn’t been long since I left, and you’ve spilled all my secrets...
Don’t you know there’s a saying, ’A man can be killed, but not humiliated’?"
ng Lang looked aggrieved.
Holding back laughter, Yang Hui placed the dishes on the table and then closed the door.
"Hey, hey! Why are you closing the door? Are you really trying to silence ?"
"Go on! Stop your nonsense, sit down!" Yang Hui displayed her motherly authority, then suddenly burst into laughter.
"Didn’t you just say your mom is so wise and valiant? You really think I’m doing this to embarrass you?"
"What else then?" ng Lang replied irritably.
"Hehe! Have you forgotten who asked yesterday to use my rich experience and profound wisdom to see... which of the two girls is interested in you?" Yang Hui said mysteriously.
"Err..." ng Lang paused.
"What does that an?"
"Silly! If a girl likes a guy, when she talks about him, her eyes can’t lie!
Don’t you want to know what kind of look in their eyes they had when we talked about you just now?"
ng Lang was stunned.
Are the tactics in the countryside really so deep?
Looking at Yang Hui’s smiling face, he felt like he could see the fox tail hiding behind his mother...
"Mom! You’re too cunning!"
"Go on! Who do you think I’m doing this for? Anyway, the little sacrifice you made is absolutely worth it!"
"Hehe!" ng Lang forced a smile.
Worth it?
I don’t an to discredit you, but no matter what you see, I can guarantee that in my eyes, it’s all outdated intelligence...
My efforts and sacrifice were definitely misplaced...
"So what did you find out?" ng Lang asked helplessly.
"Hehe! After Mom’s observation, I’ve got two pieces of news... Which one do you want to hear first?"
"Playing coy! It’s definitely that old trick of one good news and one bad news, right?" he rolled his eyes.
Yang Hui looked at ng Lang, her expression growing increasingly strange.
"No! This ti it’s two pieces of good news..."
ng Lang: "..."
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