The photo album Zhang Tan and Xiao Bai opened was given to Zhang Tan by Teacher Jiang before leaving. The photos in it were all about Xiao Bai.

The photo album is not thick, only 10 pages, plus the back cover and front cover.

There are not many photos, they were all taken casually with a mobile phone, and some of the photos are blurry, and there is no emphasis on aspect ratio, color saturation, etc.

Thanks to the popularity of mobile phones nowadays, if it were more than ten years ago, many people would not have a single photo of their childhood. At that time, it would not be easy to go to a photo studio to take a photo.

The two of them opened the cover, and the first thing they saw was a little one wrapped in swaddling clothes. She looked like a little mouse, with a wrinkled face and hair stuck to her forehead, with messy locks. She closed her eyes

The eyes seem to want to open, but they are not strong enough, showing a struggling and weak look, and the whole thing is like a piece of white paper that has been crumpled into a ball.

This little man - or it would be more appropriate to call him a little life - was grinning and crying, exposing his tender gums.

"Which pot of baby is this?" Xiaobai asked in surprise. Her questioning eyes revealed that she was not ignorant, but she couldn't believe it.

"This is you, when you were just born." Zhang Tan said.

Xiaobai held the photo album hard, stared at the already yellowed photo with wide eyes, and got closer, trying to see any trace of himself.

"It's not loving at all." Xiaobai said after repeated research, she disliked the wrinkled doll.

Zhang Tan smiled and said: "Children are always like this when they are born. They are already very cute."

The little white head in the photo is long, flat, and collapsed.

Xiaobai studied it for a long time in surprise, and finally had to accept the fact that this was her own fact, and was amazed. She especially minded the little baby's head, which was flat and collapsed, not as cute as the watermelon head she is now.

"Let's look at the next one." Zhang Tan turned to the next page.

On the first page, there is only a photo of Xiaobai just after he was born. On the second page, there are three photos. One of them is wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying on the bed, with big eyes staring at the camera. The other one shows Xiaobai already able to stand.

She is holding the legs of the table, but she can't walk yet. The third picture shows her leaning slightly, lowering her head and taking steps.

"This is me!" Xiaobai pointed to the three photos and told Zhang Tan. She had grown a little longer in the photos, but her eyebrows were still her own, so Xiaobai recognized them quickly.

"This is when you were very young," Zhang Tan said.

"Why am I so small?" Xiaobai was surprised that she was so small back then. She lowered her head and looked at herself. She was very big, especially her belly, which was bulging from eating too much. She quickly sucked it in and

Suck it in with your bulging belly, otherwise Boss Zhang will laugh when he sees it. You can't turn it into a porridge.

The two looked through the photos, and there were actually two pictures of Xiaobai fighting.

One picture shows Xiao Bai and a little boy pulling each other and fighting. The other picture shows Xiao Bai's hair messy, his nose bleeding, his clothes unzipped, dirty and dusty, and he looks miserable after the fight.

Come on.

Zhang Tan asked curiously: "Did you win or lose?"

Xiaobai pretended to be engrossed in looking at the photo album and didn't hear Zhang Tan's question. He just rolled his eyes and glanced at him with his peripheral vision. He didn't say anything and chose to pretend to be deaf and mute. Who took the photo?

Well! Taking pictures of such an embarrassing thing, oh, she was so annoyed.

Judging from the photo, this probably happened when Xiaobai was four or five years old, so it can be inferred that it was taken by Malanhua. If it was Teacher Jiang, she would definitely pay attention to whether Xiaobai was injured first, but only Malanhua would

Take a photo first, keep it as a souvenir, and get the handle so that you can laugh at Xiaobai in the future.

I have finished looking at the photos, there are not many, less than 20, but they record Xiaobai’s complete journey from birth to now.

The igloo fell into silence. Xiaobai glanced at Zhang Tan and happened to catch his eye, and couldn't help but laugh.

Zhang Tan said: "You will be 6 years old in a blink of an eye."

Xiaobai lay on the big bed and rolled over. After hearing this, he turned over and sat up: "You are still in your 20s! You are such an uncle."

Zhang Tan: "Haha, do you know how I got your photo?"

"I don't know, are you okay?"

"Your grandma gave it to me."

"Grandma, why don't you give it to me?"

"Haven't you seen it?"

"Don't worry."

"Is this the first time?"

"No, I don't even know how to cry."

"Are you sleepy?"

"I'm very energetic."

Zhang Tan saw Xiaobai lying down, and he also lay down, looking up at the boundless starry sky, and couldn't help but sigh: "We are like frogs at the bottom of a well."

"Qimao'er? What is Qimao'er?"

"Haven't you heard the story of the frog in the well?"

"Cheng Chengmo never told me."

The biggest source of her story is Cheng Cheng.

Before she left her hometown, her grandma often told her stories. She couldn't remember those years clearly, but the stories she told and every night she spent telling them were still clearly imprinted in her heart, making them unforgettable.

Grandma told her "Snow Child", "Duck Bridge", "Little Deer Elf", "Tadpole Looking for Mom"... she told her many, many stories, and she remembered all these stories. She gave Xi

She told her son, told it to Cheng Cheng... and told herself that when she was lonely and sad, when she was locked up at home alone, she would tell herself stories. Those stories that her grandma had told her, she told them over and over again.

Listen to yourself.

After living with her aunt, her aunt never told stories, even if she begged, it was no use.

Over time, she understood that it wasn't that her aunt didn't want to tell, but that she didn't know how to tell. There was too little ink in her stomach to hold a few stories.

Sometimes she wouldn't sleep at night and would make a lot of noise, so her aunt would tell a strange story from her growling stomach. They were all ghost stories, specially designed to scare children, so that she could lie down in bed, stay still, and go to sleep quickly.

.

After she entered the Little Red Pony, she tried her best to read picture books and find stories, but she didn't know a few words. It took a long time to read one or two books. The one she read over and over the most was "The Hungry Instigator"

》. That greedy little snake is so funny. Every time she holds that picture book, she opens a page at random, looks at a clip or an illustration, it makes her laugh for a long time.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Little Red Horse has so many picture books. She doesn’t know the words, but she can read the illustrations and even make guesses, and she can read them with gusto every night.

"I'll tell you about "The Frog in the Well."

Suddenly there was a croaking sound in the igloo, Xiaobai puffed up his cheeks, imitated the frog's cry, and laughed.

"You can also croak like a frog," Zhang Tan said.

"I can still bray as a donkey, do you want to listen?"

"Then listen."

Xiaobai laughed loudly and imitated two donkey brays.

"Is it similar?"

"I thought there was a little donkey in our igloo."

"Hahaha~~ This is my strength, Boss Zhang. Let me tell you, I can also bark like a tiger, a big bad wolf, oooo, oooo~"

"Do tigers and wolves both howl?"

"It's true, it's true, it's all howling."

"What else would you call?"

"The cock crows."

"Dudududu, is that so? I can do it too."

"Hahaha~~ I can also crow a big cock."

"Then call and listen."

"Big, big, big~~"

"That's awesome."

"Xiao Bai can also sing."

"A song to put children to sleep?"

"I coaxed Liuliu."

"Do you still need to coax Liuliu to sleep?"

"Hahahaha~~~Boss Zhang, don't you like Liliu? Liliu is very loving, she's just a little naughty, she's still a baby."

"She is really cute, I like her very much."

"Hoho, who else do you like?"

"Xi'er also likes you, Cheng Cheng, Dudu, and Xiaomi..."

"Everyone likes you!"

"But you are my favorite."

"I love you so much, don't you?"
To be continued...