The other point-and-shoot camera was in Jiankang's hands, and the two children were very happy to take pictures of their grandpa and parents.
Finally, we didn’t have time to play in Jingshan Park behind the Forbidden City.
When Xiao Gu came to pick them up with a minibus, the two healthy children were still reluctant to leave.
At Xiao Gu's urging, Otani developed the photos very quickly. The next day, when everyone was resting at home, thousands of photos were delivered to Zhima Hutong.
At the same time, the Jiang family's courtyard also received family photos. Dozens of family photos, as well as photos of two healthy children, were placed on Jiang Xing'an's desk.
Jiang Xing'an placed his own silhouette, which he had cut out from another photo, next to Old Lady Liu, and then looked at where his youngest son was standing.
If the eldest son were still alive, if he had not made that decision, their family portrait would probably look like this, right?
I raised my hand and stroked my chest, asking myself if I regretted it or not? There was no answer!
If he had not made such a choice at that time, he would have been subjected to countless criticisms and humiliations, and his family might not have ended well either.
Xiao Zhang's voice came from outside the door, "Report to the Chief."
"Come in!"
The door was immediately pushed open and Xiao Zhang walked in, but did not dare to speak.
Jiang Xing'an turned his gaze away from the family portrait and said to Xiao Zhang, who seemed to be hesitant to speak, "If you have something to say, just say it."
"Yes, Chief! The craftsman said that all those porcelains are fakes."
Hearing this, Jiang Xing'an was very angry, but also wanted to laugh. It seemed that his youngest son had a little more worldly-wiseness.
He sighed and waved his hand, "Okay! I understand. Just put those in the living room!"
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