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Although it was chilly outside, Jin Zhenfeng's ward was warm as spring, and it was rare to have laughter.

According to Jin Zhenfeng's orders, Dabao found several photo albums under the wardrobe of his room. A few of them are very big and heavy. The little guys groan like Hercules and carry them to the old man's bed one by one.

Jin Zhenfeng couldn't get out of bed because of his health. With a kind and encouraging look, he watched Dabao carry those heavy albums to his bed one by one. At the same time, he encouraged Dabao with words.

"Little fellow, you are a real man, you are brave, you are a real man!"

Encouraged by Jin Zhenfeng, Dabao put the things in order. Then he lifted his little arm, wiped the sweat from his forehead, reached out and slapped the old man.

Although Jin Zhenfeng was physically inconvenient, his hands could operate freely. He took those thick albums, especially one of them, which looked older and even had faded borders, and opened them in front of him.

It's like a long history covered with dust. Years review its flashiness again.

Many of the photos inside are black and white. Some of them are mottled because of too long time. He pointed to one of them and asked Dabao, "Dabao, look, who is this man?"

Dabao is hanging around his neck, looking at the little boy in the black-and-white picture. The photo is yellowing and the edges and corners are worn out a lot. He thought for a while, then asked tentatively, "is it Little dad

As soon as Jin Zhenfeng heard these three words, he was stunned. Then he realized that the little father in the children's mouth should be Jin Beichuan. "No," he said, shaking his head

"Oh." Dabao guessed and looked sad. Then, he opened his eyes again and said, "I know, I know, when my grandfather was young."

"Ha ha!" Jin Zhenfeng smiles, nods contentedly and gives the little guy a thumbs up.

After that, Jin Zhenfeng flipped through another album and found a picture of a little boy in it. Although the picture is of some age, it has some color compared with the previous one.

He didn't speak. He just pointed to the little boy in the picture and squeezed his eyes at Dabao. Dabao understood, pursed his mouth and said, "this is little dad."

"Ha ha..." Jin Zhenfeng laughed again, reached for Dabao's face and said, "little guy, I know I miss your little dad."

Guess wrong again? Dabao looks embarrassed. Jin Zhenfeng explained: "this is your little father's father, which is your Grandfather

"Oh." Dabao's mouth is in the shape of "0".

"Dabao, do you think these two people look like each other?" Jin Zhenfeng pointed out the two photos for Dabao to recognize and put them together.

Dabao's little body was lying on the edge of the bed, elbows bent to support the bed, hands dragging his chin, careful comparison, and finally he nodded, "it's really like Nai."

"Ha ha." Jin Zhenfeng smiles and continues to look at the album. Another photo is taken from it. The protagonist of the photo is also a boy about five or six years old. However, compared with the previous two photos, the age of this photo is not too long. The color is bright and the face is very clear.

"Dabao, do you know who this one is?"

Dabao was puzzled. He looked up at Jin Zhenfeng and said, "granddad, how can you have a picture of Dabao in it?"

It's no wonder that Dabao would ask like this. The appearance of Dabao is just like that in this photo. As like as two peas, the facial features are almost identical.

No wonder when the package appeared just now, Jin Zhenfeng mistakenly thought that time had gone back, as if Beichuan had returned to his age of five or six and stood in front of him.

He was not sure that the little boy standing in front of him was his great grandson. However, the gene is so powerful that he has to wonder. Now, even the little guy is wondering why his photo appears here.

Doesn't this little guy know? Jin Zhenfeng is puzzled, but thinking about it, some things may not be clear to both adults. How can the little boy know?

Jin Zhenfeng had a kind smile on his face, and his voice was very spoiled. He said, "this is your little father. Ha ha, you just said it was his. "

Dabaomianlu suddenly realized that he took Jin Beichuan's childhood photo from the old man's hand, and said with a smile: "great grandfather, my father looks like me."

"Well Ha ha ha When Jin Zhen heard of the speech, he was stunned and then laughed.

Innocent and innocent. You mean a little guy like Dabao? It's really lovely. It's very compassionate.

"Dabao, do you like little dad?" Jin Zhenfeng stroked the little guy's soft black hair and asked.

Dabao nodded and said, "I like it. Little dad is so handsome and tall. Little dad is the dynamic Superman in my mind. ""Yo Yo..." Looking at this little guy praising his grandson so much, Jin Zhenfeng had some taste. "No one can praise you like this, and you are not afraid of your little father's pride."

Jin Zhenfeng said, blowing his beard and staring, as if he was implying something like a child. But at this age, how much do you know about the world?

He nodded seriously, "really! I've always been proud of having a little dad like him. " The little guy said, he shaved his nose, but happily said: "I've seen all the dads of the children in the kindergarten. They are not as handsome as my little dads."

This little guy is probably the smallest member of the appearance society.

"Is there no other advantage besides being handsome? Just because you are handsome and like it, doesn't it seem superficial

"Shallow?" Dabao was stunned.

"Well, hum!"

"What do you mean?"

“……” Jin Zhenfeng was baffled by this problem. However, he put forward the word himself, and now he doesn't know how to explain it to the little devil.

To be more specific, I'm afraid the little devil can't hear me at all. To be more general, I'm afraid the little devil doesn't understand me. Just as Jin Zhenfeng was struggling to explain the meaning of the word to him, Dabao began to speak.

"I see. Superficiality means that the person's skin is very shallow and can be seen through at once. That means he's not smart. " Dabao's explanation was very serious, so serious that he moved Jin Zhenfeng.

Jin Zhenfeng could not laugh or cry, but also nodded, "that's the meaning, almost that's the meaning."