The best of them all

Ignoring her son for the gazillionth time, Madam Jiang pulled Xia Luna to his room to talk about whatever it was that mothers-in-law discussed with their future daughters-in-law. 

He didn't mind that they were talking but why in his room? And judging from his mother's tone and Xia Luna's laughter that sounded like she would die from it, they were obviously talking at his expense. 

He went over intending to complain… then he saw it. "Mother… how could you?" He groaned with his face flushed in embarassment. 

How could she show Xia Luna his most embarrassing moment? 

Xia Luna was laughing too hard to even notice him. In her hands was a picture of nine-year-old Jiang Xingyu, whose tear-stained face was swollen from being 'kissed' by bees as a reward for poking their hive. 

"I was showing Luna photos of you as a child. How could I not show her the best of them all?"