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"You're finally back, old man. If it's a little later, we'll all..."
Before Jingjiang finished speaking, he heard a "pop" sound, "Ouch! Stinky old man~ why did you hit me!"
Jingjia covered his head, looked at Wu Xiazi with a ferocious expression, and said.
"The one I'm beating is you, that brat who doesn't know how to respect your teacher~" Wu Xiazi glanced at the thorns sideways and said as if an old god was there.
"Stinky old man~" Jingjiji secretly said: "For the sake of my junior brother's birthday party today, I won't argue with you!"
"What are you mumbling~?" Wu Xiazi looked at Jingjia, the threat in his tone made Jingjia tremble, and he was so hesitant that he was speechless.
"Master, Aji just said that the food will get cold if you don't eat it." Wei Ziling said at the right time, and at the same time secretly winked at Jingjia. Jingjia snorted arrogantly and did not talk back to the master.
Weiming also joined in and said with a smile: "Yes, Master, everyone has prepared so many delicious food for me today, don't let it all go to waste~"
"Hmm~ For the sake of Xiao Zi and Wei Ming, I will not argue with the brat as a master." Wu Xiazi also got off the donkey, showing his generosity as a master, and at the same time, he took the lead. Naturally, on both sides of him were Gu Yuexuan, who was the eldest disciple, and Dongfang Weiming, today's short-lived boy. Next to Gu Yuexuan was Wei Ziling, and next to Weiming was Thorns. Po Meng and Lao Hu thought they were the subordinates of Xiaoyao Valley. He originally did not intend to sit down at the table, but after the persuasion of Gu Yuexuan, Weiming and others, he finally chose to sit half a body behind, sitting between Wuxiazi, Weiming and Gu Yuexuan respectively, and at the same time, he also served as a waiter serving wine and food. Work.
Of course, Po Meng's main job is to serve Wei Ming, while Lao Hu has a harder time, having to take care of Gu Yuexuan and Wu Xiazi.
Everyone has been seated, and the next step is to eat. Although it is only a small banquet for six or seven people, the atmosphere is very lively, especially when Weiming blows out the candles and everyone shares the cake.
After being given a piece of cake, Jingjiang mastered the essence of everyone's birthday party without any teacher. He directly picked up a piece of special honey cream and threw it at Weiming's face.
"Bah~"
At this time, Weiming was about to open his mouth to eat the cake, but he hit the half-open mouth.
"Woo~" Weiming subconsciously wanted to say something, but his mouth was blocked by cream, so he couldn't say anything. He couldn't help but glance at the other party speechlessly. As the instigator, Jingjing couldn't help seeing his masterpiece. Laughed loudly.
Wuxiazi and others on the side couldn't help but smile knowingly when they saw this, especially Wuxiazi himself, who secretly showed a trace of sadness and joy. Naturally, others could not notice this scene, but the old man who had followed Wuxiazi for more than 20 years could not help but smile. But Hu saw it clearly.
"Master..." Lao Hu wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he didn't know what to say.
"It's okay~" Wu Xiazi waved his hands, the expression on his face gradually calmed down, and said, "I'm just relieved to see such a amiable family scene."
Seeing the smile on Wu Xiazi's face again, Lao Hu felt the same way and said with a smile: "There are several young masters and young ladies here. Master, you have a successor."
"Yeah~" Wuxiazi smiled while stroking his beard.
While Wu Xiazi was talking to Lao Hu, Wei Ming and the other juniors were having fun.
Jingjie's behavior was like a fuse, which completely aroused the playful mood of several people. When Wei Ziling saw Weiming licking the honey cream off his mouth, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he felt that he had found the true meaning of the cake. How to play, immediately imitate the thorns and break off a piece of cake, secretly looking for your goal.
But after looking around, there seems to be no other choice except senior brother, master, Lao Hu and Po Meng. And the junior brother has just been attacked once, so it should be excluded of course. There is no doubt that there will only be thorns. .
Having determined the target, Wei Ziling also began to aim secretly. At this moment, Jingjia was still laughing and laughing at Wei Ming. Such an obvious target was not too easy for Wei Ziling, a master of hidden weapons.
"Aji~Watch the moves!"
"Whoosh~"
With the "hidden weapon" passing through the air and Wei Ziling's voice, before Jingjia could react, the cake was accurately thrown into Jingjia's mouth. Jingjing, who was still laughing, was caught off guard by this cake hidden weapon. , almost choked, and quickly drank two sips of wine to calm down. Then his eyes naturally looked at the culprit who was still complacent, and immediately anger arose in his heart, and evil grew in his guts. , and with his thorny character, it is naturally impossible for him to protest like a child. Fighting back is the right thing to do.
Then Jingjiang also picked up a piece of cake again and threw it towards Wei Ziling. Naturally, Wei Ziling was not to be outdone and returned the favor. As for the cake thrown by Jingjiang, he could catch it with his mouth and eat it directly, but he could not use it. She was speaking on a plate. After all, it was a cake that she and Po Meng had worked hard to research and make, so it couldn't be wasted.
On the other hand, the thorns were not so worried, and they just dodged everything they couldn't catch. However, this would inevitably affect Chiyu. In the end, even Weiming, Meng Po, and even Gu Yuexuan joined the battle, and the things thrown were no longer limited. As for cakes, as long as it is a dish on the table, it is basically inevitable.
For a while, dishes were flying around the room, a chicken drumstick flew over, and a pork elbow flew over. It was very lively.
As for Wu Xiazi and Lao Hu, they had already exited the room at some point, leaving space for these young people.
Of course, it was just fun, and the dishes and cakes on the table were not wasted. Most of them went into the stomachs of a few people, but the way they went in was different.
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After playing around for about half an hour, the food on the table was almost consumed. Several people looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh. Even the senior brother, who was always gentle and elegant, was no exception, and his smile was the most exaggerated. The nature is still thorny.
He pointed at Wei Ming and said with a proud smile: "Haha! Looking at your embarrassed look, you are indeed too young. If you want to be better than my senior brother, you are still far behind!"
Weiming looked at the vegetable leaves and honey cream on his body, and a few black lines appeared on his face. He looked at the thorns speechlessly and said to himself: Who do you think is responsible for this embarrassing look?
Although the play was lively just now, there are subtle differences in the mentality of several people. For example, Wei Ziling and Meng Po played with the mentality of feeding, while the eldest brother and Wei Ming, the former simply hugged and played with their younger brothers and sisters. The latter has a playful mentality, and the latter, because of his lowest martial arts skills, can only play the role of a poor little birthday girl who is bullied.
Of course, the person who bullied him the most was Naturally Thorns himself.
However, although he appeared to be helpless on the surface, Weiming felt particularly warm in his heart.
After all, it was the first time in sixteen years to celebrate a birthday like this, so Weiming naturally cherished it, especially when he looked at the smiles all around him, he felt a warmth in his heart.
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