Qin Dalian's Little Happiness

Qin Qingming just sat there and waited.

One minute later, Xiao Huang came over with a photo album.

"I'll show you this."

"what?"

Take a photo album to see!Xiao Huang, do you want to show me photos of your naked butt when you were young?

Come on come on!I would love to see it!Hahaha!

Qin Qingming rubbed his hands expectantly, stretched his neck impatiently, and watched Xiao Huang open the photo album with great interest.

Sure enough, the first page was a nude photo of a little boy. Qin Qingming sat up straight, feeling a burst of excitement.

However, before he could see clearly, Xiao Huang turned to the next two pages, and pointed to one of them: "Look, this one."

In the photo, a little boy with a round face is looking directly at the camera, probably because he is a little nervous and embarrassed looking at the camera, his little hand is holding the corner of his clothes tightly.

Why do they look familiar?Qin Qingming took a closer look.

Whoa!It's him!

That that was the first time he took pictures. I still remember that day, he went to Xiao Huang's grandmother's house, preparing to bully Xiao Huang on a daily basis. I'm going to find you! My mother is here!"

Mom is here?

Well, wouldn't that mean you can't be bullied...how about I go home?Qin Qingming had only this idea at that time.

That's right, he takes pleasure in bullying Xiao Huang all day long, if Xiao Huang's mother finds out, why not cut him?

Yes, go home and go home.

So Qin Qingming turned around and was about to run away. The next second, he heard Xiao Huang say: "Don't go...come with me!"

Qin Qingming didn't want to go, but he couldn't stand Xiao Huang's joyful look of anticipation, and after a few seconds of stalemate, he followed Xiao Huang.

Xiao Huang's mother brought a camera.

At that time, the only way to take pictures was to go to a photo studio, and the photo studio was still in the town. It took three to ten minutes to ride a Phoenix brand bicycle, and it cost several dollars to take a photo.

So, if anyone in Qinqiao wanted a relative from the city to bring a camera to take a picture of everyone, the whole village would praise it for a year after dinner.

This time Xiao Huang saw that his mother brought a camera, so he thought about taking Qin Qingming to take pictures.

I took two photos of Qin Qingming that day, one was Qin Qingming looking at the camera alone, and it was the one in front of me without running away.And the second photo, if I remember correctly, is a photo of Xiao Huang holding hands with him.

Having said that, Xiao Huang's mother was so beautiful back then, with long hair in big waves, wearing a red dress that no other aunt in the village had ever worn, and a pair of high heels, not to mention how beautiful she was.

Although Qin Qingming grew up slowly, and the times were slowly developing, and he saw more and more fashionable and beautiful women, but Qin Qingming's vague memory determined that he always felt that Xiao Huang's mother was seeing her. The most beautiful woman ever.

Qin Qingming pulled back his wandering thoughts, studied this old photo of himself full of shyness, and suddenly said "Hey": "I remember there is another one!"

"Turn back." Huang Jinzhi's smiling voice was next to his ear.

Hearing this, Qin Qingming turned another page, and there was a photo of a little girl in front of her eyes—beautiful eyelashes, a small pink mouth, wearing a small skirt, but her hair was just short.

Qin Qingming said "huh": "Is this one of your older sisters or sisters?" She looks so much like Xiao Huang when she was a child, especially her eyes, which are indescribably beautiful, and her eyelashes are curled and long And dense.

Huang Jinzhi cleared his throat, and decided to bring this topic to the past: "There is a child in a relative's house, you can continue to turn back."

Qin Qingming really didn't suspect him, and continued to turn two pages back, and found a photo of two little boys holding hands.

At that time, Xiao Huang was really short. Standing next to Qin Qingming was close to Qin Qingming's ear. The little one made Qin Qingming always want to bully him.

Now... the feng shui turns, and Qin Qingming can't get up anymore.

Hey, let's not talk about it.

Seeing photos from many years ago, it is natural to discuss topics that have not changed over the years.

Looking at the photo and the person in front of him, Huang Jinzhi said, "You have changed so much, your face has become much smaller."

The words were correct, Qin Qingming touched his face, blinked his eyes: "Actually, I have a facelift." After finishing speaking, he continued to look at the photo album, "Can I flip through it casually?"

Hearing this person's nonsense, Huang Jinzhi smiled, and his eyes fell on the photo album: "Yes."

However, the eyes that should have been heading straight for the album turned a corner halfway and were attracted by the back of Qin Qingming's fluffy head.

The warm lighting in the study room coated Qin Qingming's head with a layer of gold.

At this moment, the two of them were so close that they could even smell the shampoo Qin Qingming was using, and Huang Jinzhi felt a faint touch wherever his eyes fell.

Soft, with a little stiffness.

I want to touch my head and rub it.

Huang Jinzhi's eyes were full of smiles: "What cake do you want to eat tomorrow?"

"On your birthday, of course you have to eat what you like."

"I like to eat both, which one do you prefer?"

Mousse cake, cheese cake, ice cream cake, matcha cake, chocolate cake...

So many cakes.

"No, no, Xiao Huang is actually you!" Clearly still discussing the cake, Qin Qingming strangled this topic arbitrarily and unreasonably, and ran to another topic that Huang Jinzhi didn't want to mention.

That is, that "little girl" is not a relative's child at all, it is a picture of Huang Jinzhi in women's clothing when he was a child!This is the conclusion reached by the witty Qin Qingming after comparing the before and after photos.

In fact, it is not a very magical thing. Huang Jinzhi's mother wanted a daughter at that time, but she gave birth to a boy, so...

It's not impossible, Xiao Huang herself looked like a girl when she was a child.

Huang Jinzhi had no choice but to admit it, and at the same time he calmly redeemed his dignity: "Is the filming okay?"

"Yes, yes, very delicate."

Okay, this is a little yellow girl, hahahaha!

Qin Qingming continued to flip, and within a few seconds, Qin Qingming heard an extremely excited voice: "Hahahahaha! What a Q!"

Huang Jinzhi had a bad premonition, frowned, and looked at Qin Qingming's fingertips with some unease in his heart.

Sure enough, as expected, Qin Qingming turned to the first page, and found out the cockroaches of Xiao Huang, who was still a baby, pointed at the place where he was shy, and shouted... "Good Q".

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Big face: Good Q ah ha ha ha ha ha!

Xiao Huang: Let’s see if it’s Q or not.

Big face: ..., I was wrong! 〒▽〒!

Onlookers' Cake: What about my role?Just got pinched off by you two stinky shameless ones?I'm so mad!

So the next day, the cake that Big Face and Xiao Huang ate was not sweet, but spicy.

It is said that this new type of spicy cake will be very popular in the future, and it has received unanimous praise after it has been launched, and all the spicy shop owners who sell spicy cakes have made a fortune.

Not to mention, the author is going to make a fortune selling spicy cakes, so I only wrote 2000 words today [Confident.jpg]

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