I asked you to take your sister to school, and you fell in love with the teacher.

Chapter 66

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At this time, Jiang Ning did not know that the old couple wanted him to stay for the festival.

Right now he was raising his head and looking at the old photos hanging on the wall.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Shanhe was quite handsome when he was young, and his profile looks a bit like Daniel Wu.

Looking at the current Lao Zhang, he cannot be exactly the same as Daniel Wu, he can only be completely unrelated.

At most, he looks a bit like the enthusiastic citizen Liu Qingyun, and it's a damaged version.

Shen Suyun, on the other hand, has been beautiful all her life. She was as beautiful as a flower when she was young, and she still retains her charm now.

The beauty of the two sisters Zhang Mengqing and Zhang Jinqing is entirely due to Shen Suyun's genes.

Immediately afterwards, an old photo with a sense of age in the photo frame attracted Jiang Ning's attention.

They were two little girls with braids, shoulder to shoulder, smiling happily and making scissor gestures towards the camera.

The date shown in the upper right corner of the photo is July 2001, which means this photo was taken more than 20 years ago.

At that time, Zhang Jinqing was not born yet, so the only photo was of little Teacher Zhang.

Jiang Ning turned to look at Zhang Mengqing beside him: "Which of these two little girls is you when you were a child?"

"Guess what!" Zhang Mengqing had a smile in his eyes and pretended to be secretive.

"This one on the left?"

"wrong."

"That's the one on the right."

"That's not right either."

Zhang Mengqing solved the mystery: "The one lying on the ground is me."

Only then did Jiang Ning notice that there was a third person in the corner of the photo. It was a little kid lying on the ground and sleeping soundly.

Because the two little girls with braids robbed the scene so much, he didn't even notice Zhang Mengqing's existence.

It's great to be young, just fall asleep.

Jiang Ning's eyes moved downward, and then he discovered a very interesting photo.

It was a little girl wearing a white down jacket who was crying out of fear. Not far behind her was a big goose chasing her.

The photo also says, ‘My daughter Meng Qing’s fourth anniversary.’

I have to say that Lao Zhang is also very generous. At that time, when he saw his daughter being chased by a goose, his first thought was not to protect his daughter, but to take photos.

But it was precisely because of his big heart that Jiang Ning knew that Teacher Xiao Zhang had such an interesting childhood.

"Don't look!"

Seeing his dark history being revealed, Zhang Mengqing's face turned extremely red, and he hurriedly reached out to cover Jiang Ning's eyes.

Girls are very concerned about their image, especially in front of boys they like.

She didn't even know there was this photo in the frame. If she had known it in advance, there was nothing she could do to let Jiang Ning see it, because she would be too embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, I promise you won't look at it."

Jiang Ning quickly made a promise, and Zhang Mengqing let go.

"Why do you always look at photos of me when I was a child?" Zhang Mengqing asked.

"Because I thought you were cute when you were a child." Jiang Ning replied.

What's the meaning?

I was cute when I was little, but not so cute now?

If Zhang Mengqing had a grudge notebook in her hand now, she would definitely use the small notebook to write down what happened today.

Jiang Ning only praised her for being cute when she was a child, but not for how cute she is now. She is not happy!

"Of course, it's even cuter now." Jiang Ning added.

As a romance writer with millions of words of writing experience, how could he not know how to make girls happy?

Either don't praise girls, or if you want to praise them, praise them in the past and now. The main thing is to have a beginning and an end, and be comprehensive.

Zhang Mengqing immediately became happy when Jiang Ning praised her for being cute, but she still replied duplicitously: "I'm past the age of being cute."

"Cuteness is a state of mind when facing life, it has nothing to do with age." Jiang Ning shook his head.

"And you're not that old. When you walk on the street, people won't think you're a teacher because you look like a freshly graduated college student."

"Only senior teachers like Auntie who have rich teaching experience can tell others that she is a teacher even if they just stand there without saying a word."

Speaking is a science. Jiang Ning's answer not only showed that Zhang Mengqing was young, but also praised Shen Suyun's temperament.

"Jiang Ning, let me tell you, Meng Qing was very interesting when he was a child." Shen Suyun, who was sitting on the sofa, joined in the conversation.

"I remember once taking her to a temple to burn incense and worship Buddha. Everyone else was praying for peace and marriage."

"As a result, she knelt there and said seriously, Guanyin Bodhisattva, I wish you happiness every day."

"Then we went down the mountain

It was windy and raining, and she couldn't hold the umbrella in her hand steadily. She angrily complained to me that the wind was robbing her of her umbrella. "

Jiang Ning didn't expect Teacher Zhang to be so cute when she was a child. Shen Suyun just said a few simple words and immediately sketched out a strong sense of the picture.

Zhang Mengqing, on the other hand, blushed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

She suddenly wanted to check online. Mothers often talked about things that happened when their children were young. Is this true across the country?

Or, how can I stop a mother from mentioning things that happened when her child was a child?

"I, I went to the kitchen to help my grandparents!"

There was no answer to this question at all, so Zhang Mengqing left the living room in a panic.

She ran to the kitchen to help the old man wash the vegetables, but she was absent-minded the whole time.

Because her mind was full of random thoughts, what would her mother be sharing with Jiang Ning now? Would Jiang Ning think she was particularly stupid when she was a child?

"Need help?"

At this moment, Jiang Ning leaned against the kitchen door, interrupting Zhang Mengqing's thoughts.

"Why, don't you want to listen to my mother telling stories about my childhood? Why are you in the kitchen?" Zhang Mengqing snorted dissatisfied.

"I am indeed interested in what happened when you were a child, but I would rather you tell me on your own initiative instead of learning about you from other people's mouths."

Jiang Ning noticed Teacher Zhang's mood and explained with a smile.

"If you have time in the future, can you tell me what happened in the past?"

"I don't want it." Zhang Mengqing turned her head away arrogantly.

"Unless you help me wash the dishes."

"Okay." Jiang Ning nodded in agreement without hesitation.

Not to mention washing vegetables, even chopping and cooking is no problem. As long as you can listen to Zhang Mengqing tell stories about his childhood, these are all trivial matters.

"I haven't finished speaking yet. It's okay to let me tell you stories about my childhood, but in exchange, you have to tell me stories about your childhood."

"Stories from my childhood..." Jiang Ning looked a little embarrassed.

"Is it too complicated?" Zhang Mengqing blinked curiously.

"no."

"It's so simple. When I was a kid, I could sum it up with just one word: handsome."

"Smelly and shameless~"

Zhang Mengqing was amused by Jiang Ning's serious look.

"What are you talking about? Do you mean I'm not handsome?" Jiang Ning asked.

"Not handsome!" Zhang Mengqing replied.

She took out her phone and took a look. The screen showed a photo of her and Jiang Ning at the closing ceremony of the military training.

Well, Jiang Ning is still a bit handsome.

Just a little handsome, no more.

Afraid of his pride.