The album that Zhang Tan and Xiaobai opened was handed over to Zhang Tan by Teacher Jiang before leaving. The photos inside were all about Xiaobai.

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

There are not many photos, they are taken casually with a mobile phone, and some photos are relatively blurry, and there is no need to pay attention to the proportion of the picture, color saturation, etc.

Thanks to the popularity of mobile phones now, if it were more than ten years earlier, many people would not have left a single photo in their entire childhood. At that time, it would not be easy to take a photo at the photo studio.

When the two of them opened the cover, the first thing that caught their eyes was a small dot wrapped in a cradle, like a little mouse, with a wrinkled face and a hair tightly attached to their foreheads, and strands were messy. She closed her eyes, as if she wanted to open it, but she didn't have enough strength, and she looked like a piece of white paper that was kneaded into a ball.

This little man—or called Little Life—is more appropriate, grinning and crying, revealing his tender gums.

"Which baby is this?" Xiaobai asked in surprise. Her inquiring eyes revealed that she was not ignorant of everything, but could not believe it.

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

Xiaobai held the album hard, stared at the photo that was already a little yellowed, and got closer, trying to see a little bit of his own trace.

"I don't have any love at all." Xiaobai said after repeated research that she disliked the wrinkled doll.

Zhang sighed and said, "It's like this when a child is born, and it's already very cute."

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

Xiaobai studied it in surprise for a while, and finally had to accept that it was her own fact and was amazed. She especially minded that the little baby's head was flat and slim, not as cute as her watermelon head now.

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

On the first page, there is only one photo of Xiaobai's newborn. When it comes to the second page, three photos were picked up. One of them was wrapped in a cradle, lying on the bed, staring at the camera with big eyes. Another picture is that Xiaobai can already stand, holds the legs of the table, but can't walk. The third picture is that she is slightly tilted and is stepping down.

"This is me!" Xiaobai pointed to these three photos and told Zhang Tan that she had grown a little in the photo, and her eyebrows were still hers, so Xiaobai quickly recognized her.

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

"How young am I?" Xiaobai was surprised at how young she was back then. She looked down at herself. She was big, especially her belly, which was bulging and overeating. She quickly sucked it and sucked her belly in, otherwise she would make a joke when Boss Zhang saw it and could not turn into a glutinous rice.

The two looked through the photos and found that two of them were fighting by Xiaobai.

One is Xiaobai and a little boy pulling each other and are having sex. The other is that the rack has been finished. Xiaobai's hair is messy, his nose is bleeding, and his clothes are also pulled open. He is dirty and covered in dust, looking miserable.

Zhang Tan asked curiously: "Is this a win or a lose?"

Xiaobai pretended to be focused on reading the album, but didn't hear Zhang Tan's question. He just turned his eyes and glanced at him with his light. He didn't say anything, and chose to act deaf and muttered in his heart, "What's the point of taking this?" He even took photos of such an embarrassing thing, oh, she was so annoyed.

Judging from the photos, this happened when Xiaobai was four or five years old, so it was inferred from this that it should have been taken by Malanhua. If it were Teacher Jiang, she would definitely pay attention to whether Xiaobai was injured. Only Malanhua would take a photo first, leave a memorial, and take the handle, so she would laugh at Xiaobai in the future.

I have finished reading the photos, not many, less than 20 photos, but it records the complete journey of Xiaobai from birth to now.

The icy house was in silence. Xiaobai glanced at Zhang Tan, and happened to meet his sight and couldn't help but laugh.

Zhang Tan said, "You are 6 years old in a blink of an eye."

Xiaobai lay on the big bed, rolled away, and then turned over and sat up: "You are still in your 20s! You uncle."

Zhang sighed: "Haha, do you know how I have a photo of you?"

"I don't know, you're right?"

"What your grandma gave it to me."

"Grandma, don't you give me?"

"Have you not seen it?"

"Not there is any thia."

"This is the first time?"

"That's right, I don't know how to talk."

"Are you sleepy?"

"I'm so energetic."

When Zhang Tan saw Xiaobai lying down, he also lay down, looking up at the endless starry sky, and couldn't help but sigh: "We are like frogs in the well like this."

"Qimao? What Qimao?"

"Have you heard the story of the frog in the well?"

"Cheng Cheng has told me."

The biggest source of her story is Cheng Cheng.

When I hadn't left my hometown before, my grandmother often told her. She couldn't remember that period, but the stories she told and every night she told were still clearly imprinted in her heart and made it hard to forget.

Grandma told her "Snow Child", "Duck Bridge", "Deer Elf", "Tail Pole Looking for Mother"... She told many, many stories, and she remembered them all. She told Xier, Cheng Cheng... and also told herself that when she was lonely and sad, she was locked up at home alone, she told herself stories, and what grandma had told her was told to herself over and over again.

After following my aunt, she never told stories, even if she begged, it would be useless.

Over time, she found out that her aunt was not willing to tell, but she couldn't tell. She had too little ink in her belly and could not hold a few stories.

Sometimes when she doesn't sleep at night, it's very loud, and her aunt will bring up a story of four-way characters from her rumbling stomach. It's all ghost stories, specifically to scare children so that she can lie on the bed and not move and go to bed quickly.

After entering Little Red Horse, she tried to read the picture books and find stories by herself, but she didn't know a few words. After a long time, she finished reading one or two books. The most popular one was "The Hungry Suo Lao Er". The greedy little snake was so funny. Every time she held the picture book, she would open a page, watch a clip, or an illustration, and make her laugh for a long time.

Little Red Horse has so many picture books that she doesn’t know how to read, but she can read illustrations and guesses every night with relish.

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

A croaker suddenly sounded in the igloo, and Xiaobai puffed up his cheeks, imitating the croaking of a frog, laughing loudly.

"You can still scream with frogs." Zhang Tan said.

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

"Let me listen."

Xiaobai laughed and learned to scream twice.

"Does it look like?"

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

"Hahaha~~This is my strength, Boss Zhang, tell you, I can still scream tigers and big bad wolfs, oh, oh~"

"Does tigers and wolves scream?"

"Really, it's true, it's all whining."

"What else do you mean?"

"Call the chickens."

"Dudududu, is that true? I will."

"Hahaha~~I can still yell at the big rooster."

"Then call me and listen."

"Big, big, big~~"

"It's so awesome."

"Xiaobai can still sing."

"A song to coax children to sleep?"

"I've coaxed Juliu."

"Liuliu still needs to coax him when he sleeps?"

"Hahahaha~~~Boss Zhang, do you don't like Liuliu? Liuliu is very generous and loves her. She is just a little naughty. She is still a baby."

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

"Hoho, who else do you like?"

"You, Xier also likes it very much, as well as Cheng Cheng, Dudu, and Xiaomi..."

"Everyone likes you!"

"But what I like the most is you."

"I love you miserably, right?"

"Hahaha, yes, you're so cute."

Xiaobai was thrusting his feet happily.

Zhang Tan said again: "When it comes to singing, do you want to have one?"

"Okay, what do you want to hear?"

"casual."

"Then I'll sing my strengths to you."

"I'm looking forward to it."

"Tang Monk riding a horse, followed by Sun Wukong. Sun Wukong, running fast, followed by a Pig Eight Monster. Pig Eight Monster. Pig Eight Monster. The long nose was followed by a Sha Monster. The Sha Monster was carrying a gong, followed by an old demon. The Old Demon Witch was really bad, and he deceived Tang Monster and the Eight Monster. The Eight Monster was really confused. He couldn't tell whether he was a human or a demon. He was fooled, thanks to Wukong's eyes, bright eyes, emitting golden light, and he raised the golden cudgel high. The golden cudgel was powerful, and all the demons and ghosts were swept away."

Zhang Tan had to applaud. Xiaobai actually remembered so many words and sang them without saying a word.

"Does it sound good?" Xiaobai asked in a delicate voice.
To be continued...