President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Song Runian, however, refused to let go no matter what.

She hugged the photo album and regarded it as a treasure, "It's okay, this interlayer is vacuum, and there will be no bacteria."

Hearing this, the driver stopped trying to persuade him.

Carrying Song Runian, he returned to the Imperial Court.

Although she misses the photos in the album very much, Song Runian endured until the afternoon, and did not open it until Bao Sibai and the five little ones came back.

Of course, there is also George who is waiting for the results of the gossip.

The A4-sized photo album was opened, and there were heads all around it.

"Wow, this is what my grandpa and grandma looked like when they were young. Is the girl next to her holding the frog her mommy?" Xiao Yuanyuan asked curiously.

Song Runian nodded embarrassedly, "Yes, this is the first time Mommy saw a little frog when she went camping when she was eight years old, so she was very happy and brought it back for grandpa and grandma."

As a result, the little frog was placed in the pond in the garden, and every night it began to cry alone, making her unable to sleep at all, and finally took several hours of driving to send it back to the suburbs.

Turning to the back, it was Song Runian grinning as he rode on a tree, and under the tree was Bao Sibai who was holding a book and not smiling.

Now it was Yuanyuan's turn to be surprised, "So Daddy was such a bad fart when he was a child, he doesn't look like a child at all."

"That's right, your dad was strict when he was young, I really don't know why I fell in love with him." Song Ru Nian nodded and complained.

Bo Sibai: "..."

Why else?

Of course they are coveting his handsome beauty!

Turning over the photos one by one, each has its own story and memory.

But thinking that there are so many people around him that he loves and who love him, Song Runian is no longer so afraid of facing these memories.

Soon, this photo album will be over.

Song Runian raised her head and looked at George, "How about it, let's be sure now, I didn't look like a daughter when I was young, it was all cultivated after I grew up."

George shook his head with a serious expression, "No, it's not right."

"What's wrong?" Song Ru Nian asked suspiciously.

After hesitating for a while, George finally opened his mouth to remind, "Didn't you find out, Annie, that the earliest photos of you started when you were just over one year old?"

Going forward, especially when I was a baby, there was not a single one.

It's so weird.

A family like the Song family who likes to take pictures to commemorate everything around them, and also wants to preserve them well.

How could he not take a picture of Song Runian as a baby?

Even one piece, one piece is fine!

Song Runian was stunned when he heard this.

When I came back to my senses, I hurried to look through the photo album.

There really isn't!

Her photos were only available since she was a little over a year old.

Further on, nothing can be found.

"Annie, I don't mean anything else," George said slowly, "Could it be that I was right last night, that you are a daughter left behind by someone else's family, and just so happened to be picked up by the Song family? ?”

Song Runian's face faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The body wobbled and almost fell.

But when Bao Si Bai was about to reach out to help, she suddenly raised her foot and walked towards the entrance.

The movement was so fast that Bao Si Bai didn't even catch him.

"Nian Nian, where are you going?" Bao Si Bai asked.

Song Ru didn't even think about it, "I'm going back to the Song family's old house, I'll look for it again, I'm sure I can find my childhood photos!"