Heart attack

Chapter 144 Remember
He kicked the shoe box away, "This is something from my grandfather's childhood."

"When I was a child?" She looked at the objects in front of her. They were all old, but there was no sense of existence spanning decades.

"Yeah." He opened a box with ease. It was clearly a warehouse, but there was no dust at all.

"A photo album?"

"Yes, Grandpa's."

Tang Hong also took it and flipped through it. The photo album was older than anything else, and there were many scratches in the photo. A young couple could be vaguely seen. "Are these grandpa and grandma?"

"Hmm." Sheng Yan rested his hand on the barrel, and turned to look at her sideways, "Want to know?"

"A story about grandparents?"

"Yes." Sheng Yan flipped through the last page of the photo album, and there was a beautiful couple on it, "Aren't you curious?"

"Do you remember?"

"It's only been a few hours, I'm not that forgetful yet."

Tang Hong didn't mean that, she just mentioned it casually, not expecting to be remembered.

"But are you sure you want to listen?" Sheng Yan said, "You will listen to some in the future."

Before Tang Hongyi had time to think about the meaning hundreds of times, he had already started to tell the beginning of this story.

"Grandma doesn't like to take pictures. The photos left behind are all secretly taken by others. After that, I took the old ones." He said, picking up a photo, "Grandma died of cancer."

"Feast..." Her voice was very soft, she didn't want to let a dusty memory hurt him because of curiosity.

Sheng Yan waved his hands and said, "It's okay, I won't be sad when I mention her."

Tang Hong didn't understand this sentence thoroughly, it may be that the feast has acquired all the tenderness here, so sad thoughts can't cover all the joy.

She turned to the next page, and there were three men, sorted one by one from the oldest to the youngest, like a humanoid WIFI, distinguished by seniority, it should be Sheng Minghuai, the father of the feast, and the feast.

When Sheng Yan was young, his face was plump, his mouth was smiling, his body was covered in a mess of mud, he was still holding a baseball bat in his hand, and he was wearing a pair of sneakers on his feet.

It was the pair of shoes that Sheng Yan kicked off when he entered the door, "Is this you?"

Tang Hong also looked back and forth a few times, obviously he was so cute when he was a child, but the number of times he saw a smiling face when he grew up is very few, the more you smile, the better, this face must look good when it smiles.

"Smile, it looks good when you smile."

The feast didn't move, and his expression didn't change, "Is there anything worth laughing at?"

"..."

Tang Hong was also stunned for a moment, then turned away and looked at the next page. What she didn't know was that, just as she was deflated, Sheng Yan secretly hooked her lower lip.

Most of the photo albums were from the Sheng family, and Yan Yan introduced them while reading them, listening to him say that Tang Hong also knew more or less about Sheng Minghuai's past.

Sheng Minghuai can be regarded as inheriting his father's business. It is Sheng Minghuai's part to truly make the Sheng family bigger. After he took over the family business that year, he became famous for thousands of miles. He and Shengyan's grandmother, He Shuzhen, were childhood sweethearts since childhood.

However, although the two families have a good relationship, Sheng Minghuai and He Shuzhen are lovers of joy, and if they don't get together, they will be far apart. Relying on a family marriage, the two get to know each other again. Feelings have become a model for couples in love.

The story is exactly like the plot only in novels. It is both yearning and embarrassing. This pair of fairies and beauties is only a little bit of love, and they are separated by yin and yang.

Tang Hong could more or less understand why Sheng Minghuai kept talking about He Shuzhen.

In vulgar words, when you meet someone who is too amazing when you are young, you will feel that the sky is the sky, the earth is the earth, you are you, and everyone else is inferior to you.Meeting you, the light of the world will be eclipsed.

……

Tang Hong was also fascinated by it, and almost wanted to write down all the details.

The two walked out of the warehouse. Tang Hongyi was still taking notes silently when the feast locked the door.

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