If Ji Guangfan, who was far away in S Province at this moment, was lucky enough to see the current scene, he would definitely feel particularly shocked. For no other reason, the scattered photos that Feng Tan took out were almost completely familiar with those in the mysterious study room of the Ji family's mansion.

Whether it is a photo album that has been sealed for many years, or an old photo hidden in a sandalwood box, it faintly indicates a certain period of the past for more than 20 years, which is revealed through a thick layer of time dust.

Those inhumane secrets are also about to come out.

"These photos were also left by my father, and he wanted to wash them out and make them into an album, but it would be just in time for the selection of the chief actor of the Jingyao Grand Theater, and my father worked overtime to soak in the rehearsal hall, and the film was delivered to the store for more than half a month and he didn't have time to get it back, and the photo studio called him several times to ask him to take the time to choose the style of the album, and finally he didn't have time to ......."

Speaking of this, Feng Tan sighed lowly, rubbed the rim of the cup with his knobly knuckled fingers, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, and those words that wanted to be said and stopped were not completely said after all.

But even if he didn't say it, Su Yiyang and Gu Nanqiao could understand.

Later, it was the sudden fire that cruelly burned the matter about Feng Sunan, and these films, which were not retrieved in time due to coincidence, became the last thing left by Feng Sunan.

Su Yiyang raised his hand and picked up the photo on the stone table, and began to flip through it unhurriedly.

The photo was obviously carefully preserved by the minifigures, and after so many years, there has been no damage. But after all, it is very old, and it still inevitably reveals a heavy sense of age, and the edges of the photo paper have begun to yellow, which looks a little old.

The incomplete part that was kept in Ji Guangfan's hands finally became clear in Feng Tan's hands.

Su Yiyang lowered his eyes slightly, under the background of the faint moonlight, his angular side face was handsome, and when he was thinking without words, he looked sharp, and his long and thick eyelashes projected a small good-looking shadow, covering the emotions under his eyes, which seemed not so real.

Gu Nanqiao was sitting next to him, originally looking at the photo in Su Yiyang's hand, but his eyes were uncontrollably peeking at his side face, secretly figuring out what Su Dashao was thinking at the moment, and his intention to stay here to listen.

After getting along for a long time, Gu Nanqiao couldn't understand Su Yiyang's temper and personality anymore.

He is by no means the kind of person who can't distinguish between private emotions and serious things, and he will definitely not lose his sense of proportion just to please his girlfriend, not to mention that what Feng Tan said this time is so important, it is obviously not the time to be rash.

Gu Nanqiao thought about these things very clearly, so he also acquiesced to this kind of annoying behavior of spying on others, just to see what kind of medicine Su Dashao was selling in the gourd and what kind of moth was hidden behind it.

But after listening to it for a long time, she was completely confused, and she didn't understand that she was a native of the north, and she had never been to Jiangnan since she was born.

Gu Nanqiao was indeed a little melancholy about these old things of Feng Sunan and Sun Jing, but it was purely because he had lofty ambitions for his predecessor Feng Sunan in Tsing Yi, but he was the emotion of dying before he left the school. Delving into the emotional changes in it is nothing more than the emotion brought by hearing the tragic history of Zhuge Liang's six out of Qishan and then lining up eight formations on the radio when the storytelling was broadcast.

In a word, it has nothing to do with her Gu Nanqiao in essence.

Could it be that Su Da Shao really had a brain pump on a whim, and simply let her be the mascot here?

Before Gu Nanqiao could come up with a reason, he heard Su Yiyang say with a low smile: "Baby, do you suddenly think that your brother Su is very handsome, and you can't leave my eyes when you look at me?"

"Narcissist, you're enough......"

"Isn't it because you're looking at me straight and embarrassed? Su Yiyang turned his head sideways, raised the corners of his lips to look at Gu Nanqiao, and said unashamedly, "Baby, I know you love me, but there are still outsiders now, if you are tender and sweet, let's say it in private, don't sprinkle dog food on Feng Tan first, good boy." ”

"I'm not afraid to flash my tongue with so much nonsense," Gu Nanqiao suppressed his throat and said, "Who rarely looks at you, you can't help but feel too good about yourself, right?"

Su Yiyang knew that what Gu Nanqiao said was not a good thing, but he listened to it as a good thing, and even continued to tease the poor with a few words: "Cheng, Xiao Nanqiao has spoken, can I not listen? ”

Gu Nanqiao: "......."

Gu Nanqiao was ridiculed so that his old face was hot, and he had a new understanding of Su Yiyang's stinky shamelessness.

She was in no mood to think about the so-called deep meaning anymore, so she just immediately withdrew her gaze, took a few photos and flipped through them by herself, refusing to have any communication with Su Yiyang.

The old photos are placed in chronological order, the protagonist is a girl with a good face, and as the photos are flipped back one by one, you can clearly see the bits and pieces of the girl's growth.

She gradually grew from a porcelain doll of seven or eight years old to a fourteen or fifteen-year-old cardamom girl, when she was a child, she held the budding flower branches in the huge courtyard and lowered her eyes and smiled, and the ankle-length white gauze skirt reflected the pear blossoms of thousands of trees, and the petals were sprinkled with the wind, and a few petals fell on her shoulders, as if she could smell the fragrance every year.

Later, her eyebrows were completely opened, and her tender apricot eyes carried the unique gentleness of Jiangnan women, as if the peach blossoms in March were condensed in the bottom of her eyes, and the faint small pear vortex at the corners of her lips was even more indescribable.

There was a handsome young man standing beside her, with a pair of good-looking peach blossom eyes squinting slightly, clearly a man with a lofty instrument, but for no reason people thought of adjectives such as eyebrows, this kind of beauty without the slightest greasy or feminine, is the absolute elegance that truly transcends gender.

In this way, they seem to be extremely right.

There weren't many photos on the table, and Gu Nanqiao quickly flipped to the last few photos.

At first, she just thought that the little girl who was carved in pink was handsome, and just by looking at the photos, she could feel the charm of everyone's young lady. But the more she went on, the more she felt that the girl in the photo was a little familiar, but where was it familiar, she couldn't say why, and just judging from the time when the photo was taken, she didn't know the reason.

As if seeing that Gu Nanqiao had doubts in her heart, Su Yiyang gently patted the back of her hand, and was about to explain.

Feng Tan pointed to the edge of the photo with his fingertips, and opened his mouth first: "This is my father's old things when he was young, and the person in the photo is my father, and Boss Su's mother." ”

Hearing this, Gu Nanqiao finally came to his senses, and he successfully put the relationship between the characters into the seat.

The girl in the photo is Su Yiyang's mother, the descendant of Sun Jiagu, Sun Jing, the handsome young man, of course, Feng Sunan when he was young, as for the familiarity at first glance, it is because Sun Jing and Su Yiyang have similar eyebrows and eyes.

"Hey, do the Sun family and the Feng family know each other?"

After a brief hesitation, Gu Nanqiao asked in a little surprise, "I'll see...... The elders of your two families seem to have a very good relationship, could it be that you Peking Opera families all know each other, and they toss together in a small circle on weekdays, right?"

"It's not a toss in a small circle, but it's true that there are some friendships when you dig deeper. Su Yiyang chuckled, casually answered Gu Nanqiao's questions, and then looked at Feng Tan, "My mother's photos when she was a child were all lost, I didn't expect to see them here today...... Uncle Feng is very careful, he is so well preserved, I have almost never seen any of these in your hand. ”

Feng Tan lowered his eyes slightly, his cold gaze was fixed on the photo, and the words he spoke did not carry too much emotion, as if he was explaining something to Su Yiyang, and it seemed that he was simply telling the origin of these old things.

"My dad told me about when he was a child, when the Feng family also settled in Jiangnan, very close to your grandson's family, the elders in the family had a good relationship, and the children of the two families often played together. Say something you may not like to hear, I don't mean to offend, just tell the truth, Aunt Sun and my dad were probably childhood sweethearts when they were young. ”

Regarding Feng Tan's words, Su Yiyang just raised his eyebrows noncommittally.

"She didn't talk to me about my childhood, and I didn't ask me much, if there is anything new, tell me everything. ”

"Are you gossiping to me, Boss Su?"

Feng Tan glanced at Su Yiyang mockingly, a little dissatisfied with his appearance, but continued to speak.

"Later, the old house of the Feng family moved north, and when my father was fifteen years old, he left Jiangnan with the elders of the family, and he never had any contact with the Sun family after that, and of course he never saw Aunt Sun again. Then, after the reform and opening up, Grandpa Ji wanted to build the Jingyao Grand Theater, and gave the Sun family, the Ji family and the Mei family heroic posts, so that they had the opportunity to meet again. ”

"Hero post?" Gu Nanqiao tilted his head and repeated in a low voice, "What hero post?"

"It's a hero post, but it's actually a summoning order...... At that time, the Jingyao Grand Theater had just started, after all, Ji Jiashengjiao was in charge, and it was well-known in the Peking Opera industry from the very beginning, and its development speed was also quite fast. ”

Su Yiyang heard about this past, and when he heard his own Xiao Nanqiao asking, he naturally took over the conversation.

"It's just that the huge theater is somewhat powerless to rely on Grandpa Ji alone, and to a certain extent, it will enter a bottleneck period, and it can't go any further, and it is far from the current Jingyao Grand Theater. The grandfather of the Ji family was very angry, so he wanted to gather the descendants of the Peking Opera family together, and everyone united to gather this big troupe, and he personally made a hero post. ”

"Boss Su also knows a lot, have you investigated it before?" Feng Tan poured a cup of tea, took a sip unhurriedly, and continued to say along with these words, "The people who received the hero's post at that time were all descendants of the six major Peking Opera families, namely the Sun family, the Feng family, and the Mei family. ”

When he heard the Mei family, Gu Nanqiao curled his fingers slightly, and subconsciously knocked lightly on the table.

Such a small gesture was fleeting, and Feng Tan didn't notice anything unusual, but it didn't escape Su Yiyang's eyes.

He knew that this was Gu Nanqiao's unnatural habit when he was flustered.

It's just that Su Da didn't say much, but just retracted his gaze thoughtfully.

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