Fang Qingsheng's words seemed to come from another space, so far away, separated by a thin membrane. She could clearly hear them, but she seemed inaudible. Only her heartbeat was fast and slow.
Initially, she faced the mother and son with deep hostility.
After getting along with her these days, she felt that Cheng Hongying was not so partial, and her naughty brother was not that annoying.
Later, she regarded them as her own family and could empathize with their pain and joy.
Looking back carefully, although Cheng Hongying is also a bit patriarchal, in this era, she is already much better than other mothers. At least she did not let Qiu Yinuo starve and freeze. Even if Qiu's father was an idiot, she still treated Qiu Yinuo. Nuo stood under him.
Later, she came back with her children and took care of them without any regrets. She wished she could make up for everything that had happened in the past.
And gold, she never thought that there would be such a truth hidden behind what the author didn't explain.
She finally understood why the original owner finally let go.
Qiu Yinuo blinked his eyes, tears rushing out of his eyes.
They, mother and son, kept these things a secret and had no idea at all.
Fang Qingsheng didn't notice Qiu Yinuo crying, and continued: "Before going to the countryside, Lao Du was the director of Chinese medicine in a large hospital. Lao Du and I received a lot of care from him, so at that time we treated a dead horse as a living horse. With the doctor's attitude, he secretly treated Jin Zi, and he slowly got better."
"Jin Zi cares about you as a sister, and he always says good things about you in front of us."
Fang Qingsheng sighed, "This time, maybe even Lao Du can't do anything. You go back and persuade your mother. There is still gold."
Qiu Yinuo didn't know how he got home. He lay on the kang again and then remembered that he didn't go to the toilet.
After going to the toilet, Qiu Yinuo tossed and turned on the kang, unable to fall asleep, and finally plunged into the space again.
Time soon entered September, and September 11th and 12th were the birthdays of Dabao and Erbao.
Dabao had been talking about wanting to eat cake for a long time, but Qiu Yinuo deliberately pretended that he didn't hear it.
Privately, Qingqing secretly built a simple oven, and then on Dabao's birthday, he took Qingqing to work in the kitchen while he was taking a nap.
Find out how to make cakes in the library, because there is no whipped cream here. Qiu Yinuo has been making whipped cream with milk these days. In order to make one cake, she has made countless bad ones.
Adhering to the principle of not wasting, Swing Gold ate many failed products with tears in his eyes.
Each tastes different, each tastes different and unpleasant.
After eating, Zhuo Qianjin started to hold her hand and beg, "Sister, you can't let me go."
"Qingqing helps me make it together. If she eats it bad, who can help me."
Swing Gold: "..." He is a taster of the co-author.
"If my mother knew that I have so much flour, she would definitely not let me make it."
Zhu Qianjin tightened her lip line, "In other words, I am the only one left in the family who can try it?"
"Yes! Just for your little nephew, please bear with me."
"You said he's a little brat, why is he so naughty?" Even so, Zhu Qianjin still slapped the table proudly, "If you come again, I don't believe how bad it can be?"
Later, Qiu Yinuo succeeded, and Jin Zi was so stunned that he couldn't take a bite.
Naturally, he missed the most delicious one, and now he feels like vomiting whenever he hears the word cake.
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When Dabao woke up from his nap in the afternoon, he looked at his mother eagerly and silently said "gift" and "birthday gift".
Qiu Yinuo deliberately pretended not to see it, which whetted the little guy's appetite.
Until dinner in the evening, Qiu Yinuo couldn't come up with a dish that was even remotely similar to the cake. Dabao was very disappointed.
The first birthday in this life passed so hastily.
Not to mention gifts, he didn't even have the cake that he was thinking about.
Qiu Yinuo gave He Ziqing a look, and she turned around and went out to bring the birthday cake.
At the dinner table, Qiu Yinuo pinched Erbao's little face and said, "Tomorrow is our Erbao's birthday. What does Erbao want?"
Cheng Hongying looked at the chicken, meat, and fish left on the table. Whenever she thought about eating like this tomorrow, her heart ached.
"You've eaten so well today, you still want to have another meal tomorrow? No, no, no good person can afford to eat like this. The first and second babies are only a few minutes apart. Wouldn't it be nice for the two of them to celebrate their birthdays together? Really? Why celebrate another birthday?"
Dabao looked at his mother subconsciously, fearing that he would become the one who was ignored.
He has never had a birthday since he was a child, and he has no family to celebrate his birthday.
He wants to get unique love, but he will be a little selfish and won't give up to his second child today.
Therefore, he can only place his expectations on his mother.
"not good!"
Hearing these two words, Dabao was almost moved to tears.
Sure enough, it was his Shao Xingchen's mother, and the situation suddenly changed.
"The eldest baby was born on the night of September 11th, and the second baby was born in the early morning of September 12th. Neither of them have birthdays on the same day, so why do they have to celebrate their birthdays on the same day? Do you mean to celebrate birthdays together on September 11th? How about a birthday on September 12th?"
Cheng Hongying murmured: "They are not all the same."
"How can it be the same? If we celebrate our birthday on September 11th, Erbao will grow up thinking that we only love our brother. If we celebrate our birthday on September 12th, Dabao will think that we only love our younger brother."
"It's not that exaggerated. The worst we can do is to separate when we grow up."
"If you want a bowl of water to be smooth, you must start with small things in daily life, so that you won't be complained by your children."
Cheng Hongying looked at her suspiciously, "Why do I think there is something in your words? Are you talking about me?"
Qiu Yinuo: "..." Not really.
Dabao sighed. He didn't expect that his first birthday would be so boring.
The next second, He Ziqing walked into the room carrying a basin.
"Dabao, open it and take a look. Sister Yinuo made the cake for you. She has been studying it for a long time. Come and try it."
Today is the most successful day Qiu Yinuo has ever done. Qiu Qianjin subconsciously avoided his eyes and felt like vomiting just looking at it.
Dabao poked his head in and exclaimed, "Wow! It's so ugly!"
The smile on Qiu Yinuo's face froze. This brat really couldn't speak!
He raised his furious fist and said, "Do you want to eat?"
Dabao nodded hurriedly, "Eat, I will eat, I will eat them all."
Zhu Qianjin burped, Dabao was still too young.
Considering that today is not like the future, there is no popular birthday song.
Qiu Yinuo divided the cake into several portions, and Jin Jin quickly waved his hand, "I don't want any."
Dabao filled a big spoonful, and when he took the first bite, he cried out, "Wow!" The cake was soft, and the inconspicuous cream was just right and dense.
Delicious, so delicious!
How could my uncle not want to eat it? Little did he know that in a corner he didn't know, his uncle had already tasted countless failures for him.
