birthday.
For Shen He, this is a familiar yet unfamiliar word.
As Zhenjun Liuyun mentioned it, the memories sealed in the depths of his memory came out like a tide.
Shen He remembered that when celebrating birthdays in the past, her mother would take out a beautiful new dress and dress her up beautifully.
On this day, my father would put down everything he was doing and carefully prepare a sumptuous meal.
In the end, the family sat together happily and had the reunion dinner happily.
However, since the death of his mother, Shen He has never celebrated his birthday again.
Because of the death of his mother, his father's temperament changed drastically. He drank all day long to relieve his sorrow and became depressed.
The home that was warm and full of laughter and laughter had long been torn apart and disappeared without a trace.
Over time, even Shen He himself forgot about his birthday.
It wasn't until Zhenjun Liuyun mentioned it again today that she suddenly reacted.
It turns out today is my birthday.
It turns out that someone still remembers her birthday.
This feeling of being cared about caused waves in Shen He's peaceful heart.
"Shen He, this is your first birthday on the mountain, so you must treat it seriously."
At this time, Zhenjun Liuyun spoke, pulling Shen He back from his thoughts.
"I want to personally cook and prepare a table of meals for you to celebrate your birthday, but I don't want you to know about it in advance."
"So I specifically asked Jiang Ning to take you down the mountain and not come back until noon."
Under the narration of Zhenjun Liuyun, Shen He gradually understood the ins and outs of the whole matter.
No wonder Jiang Ning kept causing the situation intentionally or unintentionally. It turned out that he was trying to buy time for Zhenjun Liuyun to cook.
In order to celebrate her birthday, Jiang Ning and Zhenjun Liuyun also took great pains.
"Senior sister, happy birthday. This is the birthday gift I prepared for you."
At this time, Jiang Ning took out the iris headdress from his pocket and handed it to Shen He.
"Although the workmanship of this headdress is not as good as that of a professional craftsman, at least it was made by me."
"Made by your own hands?" Shen He looked dazed for a while.
"Jiang Ning, the dark circles under your eyes are not because you didn't sleep well, but because you stayed up late to make a birthday gift for me, right?"
"That's right. In fact, staying up late is not a big deal. You can make up for it by sleeping later."
Jiang Ning didn't want Shen He to worry, so he responded in a very relaxed tone.
He paused and then asked: "Senior sister, do you not like this headdress?"
"No, I like it very much." Shen He replied.
She really liked the fleur-de-lis headdress, and she always held it in her hands as a treasure.
"Then why do you only hold it in your hand instead of wearing it on your head?" Jiang Ning then asked.
Shen He answered without hesitation: "Because this is a gift from you and I can't bear to use it... I want to keep it well as a souvenir."
"It's just a hair accessory, not so expensive. If you like it, I can make it for you in the future."
"Really?"
"Of course it's true. You put the tiara on first and see how it works."
"Okay." Shen He nodded and did as Jiang Ning said.
She first carefully tied up her snow-white hair, and then decorated it with a iris headdress.
"Yes, this headdress suits you very well." Zhenjun Liuyun nodded repeatedly.
I didn't expect Jiang Ning to have such skills. I really didn't see it before.
She thought to herself that Jiang Ning was quite talented in hands-on skills and might be able to teach the child some machine skills.
At this time, Jiang Ning didn't know what Zhenjun Liuyun was thinking. He raised the photo camera in his hand, pointed it at Shen He and pressed the shutter.
With a click sound, Shen He's eight-year-old age was frozen in the photo.
Starting today, Shen He is officially nine years old.
"Ah... today is Shen He... birthday..."
Qiqi blinked, and she finally caught up with everyone's chatting frequency despite her slow reaction.
Qiqi, like Shen He, didn't know about her birthday until now.
This also means that Xiao Qiqi did not prepare gifts in advance.
She lowered her head and groped in her pocket for a long time, then took out a palm-sized piece of amber and stuffed it into Shen He's hand.
"Qiqi's...gift..."
Jiang Ning, who was next to him, helped explain: "When I went down the mountain to collect amber today, Qiqi discovered this piece of amber that looks like a small bird."
"She liked this piece of amber very much and now gives it to you as a gift."
After listening to Jiang Ning's explanation, Shen He realized that this piece of amber was of great significance to Qiqi.
She carefully put the amber away because it was Qiqi's favorite collection.
"Thank you Qiqi." Shen He said.
"You're welcome..." Qiqi shook her head.
"I said, you have been working at the foot of the mountain for so long. You must be hungry by now, right?"
At this time, Zhenjun Liuyun on the side took over the conversation.
"Without further ado, let's start eating now."
As the words fell, Zhenjun Liuyun seemed to be conjuring a series of steaming and good-looking dishes out of thin air.
"I haven't cooked for many years, and I don't know if my cooking skills are rusty. Please give it a try and see how it tastes."
"It's delicious."
Shen He picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the food, approving of Zhenjun Liuyun's cooking skills.
In fact, Shen He doesn't pay much attention to her food at all. In her opinion, any dish is more delicious than bitter grass jelly.
"Really? Then when I have time, I will take the time to cook for you."
"Oh, by the way, try this medicinal soup. I am most satisfied with this dish."
"The so-called medicinal soup contains 7749 kinds of medicinal materials. Most of them have disappeared. I asked Shui Dieshan to help find them."
As Zhenjun Liuyun spoke, he put vegetables into the bowls of several children.
After a while, Shen He and others had too much food in their bowls.
There is a kind of hunger, which is called Zhenjun Liuyun. He thinks you are hungry.
Looking at the happy scene in front of her, Qiqi said from the bottom of her heart: "Birthday... Qiqi likes..."
Jiang Ning noticed her talking to herself and asked softly: "Does Qiqi like the atmosphere of celebrating her birthday?"
Xiao Qiqi nodded vigorously: "Well... everyone is very happy... Qiqi likes everyone's happiness..."
"Then Qiqi still remembers when his birthday is?"
"When it's Qiqi's birthday, let's give Qiqi a lively birthday."
"Qiqi's birthday...I'm sorry...Qiqi doesn't know..."
"It doesn't matter if you don't remember."
"Qiqi can choose the day you think is the happiest as your future birthday."
"Qiqi choose...birthday time..."
Xiao Qiqi blinked and thought Jiang Ning's proposal was a good one.
"When is Jiang Ning's birthday...?"
"Qiqi wants to... have the same birthday as Jiang Ning..."
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