Su Xi smiled, "Yes, what about that?"

A man feels extremely oppressive when he is sank his face, and only Su Xi can laugh.

Si Heng continued to walk forward, pursing his lips and not speaking.

The saying "just worship" made the man change his face, and Su Xi inexplicably felt a little funny.

She followed, tilted her head and looked at the man's tense side face, "Tunan will come tomorrow, brother can ask her in person."

Si Heng paused, turned his eyes to look at Su Xi, and slowly laughed, "Where are you playing tricks on me?"

"A word changed my brother's face!" Su Xi sighed with emotion, "I really feel accomplished!"

Si Heng grinned and reached out to grab her head, "The little girl dares to tease me, it seems that she is not afraid of me at all!"

Su Xi flashed and refused to let him catch it, "I've never been afraid!"

The two of them talked and laughed. When they arrived outside the Jiang Laomen, the lights in his room were still on.

When he knocked on the door and went in, Old Jiang was sitting at the desk looking at the album. When he saw the two of them coming in, he took off his reading glasses and smiled, "Why did you two come together?"

"Everyone wants to come to chat with grandpa, so they all agreed." Su Xi smiled slightly and walked over to sit on the chair opposite, "What are grandpa looking at?"

Mr. Jiang smiled and said, "Look at your childhood photos."

Su Xi was a little surprised and curious, "I was having a photo of my childhood? Why have I never seen it before?"

Si Heng poured two cups of tea and placed them in front of Mr. Jiang and Su Xi. He also sat on the chair and smiled faintly, "I don't remember it either!"

Mr. Jiang has two photo albums in his hand, with a dark brown soft leather cover, with the luster given by time, and it looks a bit old.

"For this, this book is yours!" Mr. Jiang handed one book to Su Xi and the other book to Si Heng, "This book is yours!"

Su Xi put down the teacup and opened the album with Si Heng, his eyes slightly stunned.

There were four photos on the first page of the album. It was the day she had just arrived at Jiang's house. One was sitting in the car, lowering her head, hooking her fingers together, and her little face was nervously white.

The date is written below, and it also says, "Photo taken by Jiang Siheng".

The remaining three photos, one is a photo with Si Heng, the other is a photo with her grandfather, and the other is a photo she stood in the yard, wearing the new clothes her grandfather prepared for her, with her eyes alert and confused.

She is five years old, but she is very thin and looks like a three-year-old child.

She had only a pair of big eyes, and it was pitch black inside, and she seemed to be trapped in darkness.

At that time, my grandfather was much younger than now, with a straight waist, not so many wrinkles on his face, not so many gray hair, but his eyes were as kind as ever.

Si Heng was only in his teens, young and tender, and the tenacity of a cold-blooded man was the first to see in his eyes.

Looking back, there is also a photo of her taking a photo with an orange cat.

Looking at the cat, memories surged.

She arrived at the Jiang family for two months and still didn't like to talk to others. Grandpa followed the doctor's advice and asked someone to find a cat to give it to her.

But she doesn't like cats, and she will hide far away when she sees them.

In the photo, she has grown a little fatter than when she first arrived at the Jiang family, and her face is a little fleshy. In winter, she is wearing a pink satin jacket, two buns, sitting on the bluestone steps with her knees in her arms, and the big-faced yellow cat squatting on the wooden porch next to her.

She turned her head to look at the sunset, and the yellow cat turned her head to look at the wall to the east. The photo was a long time ago, and she could still feel the cold atmosphere of no one who wanted to pay attention to anyone.

She couldn't help but want to laugh.
Chapter completed!