Chen Bing was filled with curiosity and smugness upon hearing this. Although he didn't remember such a thing happening and seriously suspected that Wang Yan had misremembered after so many years, it didn't stop him from taking it as true. He planned to add it to his gratitude book when he got home that night, so that he could coerce Xiao Shang into doing something strange.
"Really... I didn't know there were such interesting things. Teacher, do you remember anything else? Could you tell us about it?"
Seeing that Chen Bing was so interested, Wang Yan was naturally willing to tell him as well.
Just then, she suddenly remembered that she still had something she had prepared to give to Chen Bing and the other girl, so she said, "Okay, okay, if you're willing to listen, then of course I'm willing to tell you. How about this, come home with me for dinner tonight, and I'll give you some old photos."
"Photographs?" Chen Bing wasn't interested in having dinner at her teacher's house, but she was very interested in the photographs the teacher mentioned.
"Hey, when you were in kindergarten, your teachers took lots of pictures of you, and they're still here. How about we come home for a meal, and I'll give you those pictures, okay?"
Teacher, that kind of threatening isn't very effective!
However, in order to get the photos that interested her, Chen Bing eventually agreed.
The dinner at home was uneventful, but in the end, Chen Bing finally got the photo he had been longing for.
Because of the camera model used to take the photos, there was no digital version. Wang Yan carefully developed nearly a hundred photos and stored them in a drawer in her bedroom.
Because they didn't have time to look at the photos closely at the time, Chen Bing and his wife didn't get to appreciate them until they got home that evening.
The thick stack of photos was mostly blurry, giving it a somewhat old-fashioned feel, like something from the last century.
But this is quite nice. Looking at these photos with Xiao Shang gives me a feeling of returning to my childhood.
"When was this taken? I have absolutely no recollection of it?"
Looking at the photo in Shang Yunmiao's hand, one can see that little Chen was lying on the ground, while little Shang was riding on it happily.
Dude, what's going on?! How could you be so shameless? Can't you act like a man?
Chen Bing was full of question marks; he had never heard of such a thing before.
After a brief moment of thought, Chen Bing concluded that the photo was photoshopped.
"This is definitely photoshopped."
After glancing at Chen Bing with a smile in her eyes, Shang Yunmiao picked up another photo and asked, "What about this one?"
In the video, Xiao Shang is sitting on her bed in the kindergarten's nap room, while Xiao Chen is squatting in front of her, putting shoes on her.
Before Chen Bing could reply, Shang Yunmiao raised her little face with a smug yet shy expression and said, "So Chen Bing's mischievous personality has been showing since she was so young." After saying that, she glanced at her feet without leaving a trace.
"Nonsense!" Seeing his dignity offended, Old Master Chen, who always cherished his reputation the most, couldn't hold back any longer and immediately refuted Shang Yunmiao, "It was clearly you silly girl who couldn't even tie her shoelaces back then and insisted that I help you. Not only that, I remember one time during lunch break you were afraid to go to the toilet, and I had to take you there!"
Shang Yunmiao couldn't remember any of these things, but seeing Chen Bing speaking so confidently, she couldn't help but feel a sense of unease.
"Even if that's the case, Chen Bing, aren't you still... you are?"
Chen Bing knew exactly who Xiao Shang was referring to, and he responded to the girl's attack without hesitation: "So what if you like playing with feet? You're playing with my wife's feet, not yours!"
After saying that, Chen Bing pulled Xiao Shang into his arms with dissatisfaction, ready to start playing with his wife.
Perhaps Chen Bing's words made a lot of sense, or perhaps Shang Yunmiao knew she was in the wrong, so she didn't dare to resist Chen Bing's actions and even cooperated with him.
Finally, after comfortably holding the sweet and soft little Shang in his arms, Chen Bing led her to continue looking at the photos.
“I vaguely remember this one.” As they examined a photo together, Chen Bing introduced it to Shang Yunmiao, “This should have been taken on the day of our rehearsal, when we were close to graduation.”
Following Chen Bing's words, Shang Yunmiao also recalled those events.
I remember when the teacher was choreographing a dance, it was very simple, but Xiao Shang kept forgetting one of the moves. The dance required turning left, but many students couldn't distinguish left from right, they only knew how to turn in circles, so some turned left and some turned right.
Xiao Shang was different; whenever this happened, she would freeze in place, completely lost and unsure of what to do, as if she had lost her internet connection.
It's understandable that she was stunned; after all, these kindergarten kids' performances aren't expected to be anything special, and the adults were just there for the fun of it. But what was unexpected was that Xiao Shang not only froze, she also…
Shang Yunmiao dared not think any further, and blushing, she forbade Chen Bing to continue thinking about it. She quickly reached out and covered Chen Bing's mouth, pleading with him to let the matter drop, otherwise what he said would be too embarrassing.
Having completely outmaneuvered Shang Yunmiao, Chen Bing smiled smugly and tapped her lips to signal Shang Yunmiao to make the first move.
Little Shang was very proactive; after pecking at the pecks several times, he took the initiative to do something else.
Satisfied, Chen Bing let her go and went to the toilet humming a smug tune.
When he returned and checked his phone, he realized it was already past nine o'clock, while Shang Yunmiao was still intently looking at the photos.
The little girl lay on the sofa, her bare little feet swinging back and forth, with a pillow under her face. Perhaps because of the swinging of her feet, the hem of her skirt, which would normally reach her ankles, had risen to her thighs, revealing her slender and beautiful legs.
Damn, this little guy is kind of cute, I want to pout.
Chen Bing has never been someone who only imagines; given the opportunity, he often demonstrates strong initiative.
After sitting down next to Shang Yunmiao, Chen Bing put one hand on the girl's shoulder and asked meaningfully, "What are you planning to do next?"
Shang Yunmiao thought about it carefully for a moment, then stretched and sat up from the sofa.
"I'm going to bring out the new photo album and decorate it with all these photos."
Shang Yunmiao is also a very proactive child. After saying this, she got up to find the new photo album she had just bought.
With her hands behind her back, Chen Bing followed Xiao Shang at a leisurely pace. Watching her stand in front of the table, carefully examining the photo album in her hands, Chen Bing had an idea and picked her up from behind.
Xiao Shang gasped slightly, then hooked his arm around Chen Bing's neck and asked him what was wrong.
Instead of answering her question directly, Chen Bing said, "It's okay, I'll exercise a bit, that way the baby will be healthier."
Shang Yunmiao realized what Chen Bing meant, but it was too late; she had already been led to the bedroom by Chen Bing.
"Ah... wait a minute, I want to finish the photo album while I'm still energetic." After lying down on the bed, Xiao Shang held up the photo album in her hand, covering half of her face.
"It's okay, there's no rush." As she spoke, Chen Bing began to take off her clothes and leaned in close.
"No... um... let me take a shower first..." In this critical moment, Shang Yunmiao raised her foot and stepped on Chen Bing's abs, thinking that after being outside all day, she should at least take a shower first.
Although the starting point was reasonable, and Mr. Chen would usually be lenient, today Xiao Shang's actions violated some fundamental laws.
Glancing at the foot stepping on the abs, then at Xiao Shang's half-covered, red face by the beautifully photographed album, Chen Bing had a sudden thought and said:
Cute, it's pouted.
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