One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, Malan bloomed and rested thirty-two, and Xiao Jingran sat at the table with his familiar friends.

She is today's birthday star, and the topics are all around her.

"I said, you look better and better. When I was in school, my skin was better. After so many years, I'm still like a little girl!"

"That's not a good life, it's worry-free, and of course you'll be young if you don't bother with others."

"I think you don't need skin care products..."

Xiao Jingran hurriedly said, "Don't make fun of me, these people! You are so young, you are so old."

"Where, you stand with your son, just like a sibling. If you don't say who knows it's mother and son!"

The table was full of laughter.

Xiao Jingran was also happy: "You said this, I'm embarrassed to meet people!"

The topic follows this and talks about Chen Ju in a slight turn.

One person said, "You are lucky. Your Chen is so good. The more I look at him, the more I like him. I really want to take him back to my house."

Xiao Jingran was so happy that she couldn't stop talking: "Oh, my son is like a dull man. I still envy your energy. Take it away quickly!"

"I'm thinking, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it!"

"No! I happened to be lazy for a few days, on vacation, travel, and go out to play..."

Talked and laughed, and another person from the hall called: "I've cut the cake, where is the birthday boy? Where is the birthday boy?"

When he heard this, he stood up one by one, and surrounded Xiao Jingran like a moon.

The waiter pushed a huge cake in, and Chen Wenxi and Chen stood beside Xiao Jingran. She said, "I won't sing birthday songs when I'm old."

They only made wishes with her, blowing candles, and cutting cakes.

The gifts given by my friend had long been placed on the side of the hall, and it was only after cutting the cake that the father and son were the highlight.

Chen Wenxi gave her a pair of bracelets, which were very precious. Amid the envy of friends, Xiao Jingran asked Chen Wenxi to wear them on her wrist.

Chen Ju’s gift box was a little bigger. When he opened it, he saw it was a pendant necklace.

He is a boy and a half old, and he can't afford to buy expensive things. Besides, no one has ever seen jewelry, what is valuable is this kind of heart.

All the women present praised them.

"Chen is really sensible."

"Mrs. Chen is so lucky!"

"This kid is good, promising, and filial..."

Xiao Jingran's eyes were bent to a point, and Chen Wenxi's pleated face also showed a smile.

After the birthday, we will continue during the meal.

Chen was taken to talk to his friend by Chen Wenxi. Xiao Jingran asked the waiter to help him take the jewelry box aside, handed over the box, and paused for a moment.

The waiter asked: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Xiao Jingran smiled, let go, and asked him to take the empty box away.

I thought Chen bought her some big item, and that day I carried such a big bag home.

Touching the pendant on his neck, Xiao Jingran felt a little strange, but without thinking much, she turned around and continued to greet her friends.

After drinking for three rounds, the atmosphere was just right.

Chen took the drink and followed his father toasted the uncles and uncles. Xiao Jingran came from the next hall and saw that they were talking and laughing. After chatting for a while, he patted Chen Ju on the shoulder and reminded: "You can't drink."

Chen's face was a little hot and he hugged her waist, "Mom, go and rest, eat more."

Xiao Jingran walked away with a smile. Their big men were noisy. She walked around and passed Chen Jue's seat. She saw that his coat hanging on the stool had just fallen to the ground. She picked it up and walked towards the table where the items were placed.

Before folding it, I touched my pocket casually. There was nothing on one side, but I felt a piece of paper on the other side.

Xiao Jingran took it out and saw it, and was stunned.

It was a receipt to buy a violin, which cost more than 3,000 yuan.

...

At around ten o'clock, Dongzhi and the other two walked around the street for a while.

Wen Cen invited a drink of milk tea. Although two girls, one said no, and the other wanted to drink it but was worried that they would get fat, the other was stuffed with a cup.

"It's good to warm your hands," he said.

The cold wind made people feel much more awake. Miao Jing and they didn't go the same direction, so they chose a favorable place to take a taxi.

"I'll take a taxi back." She said, "Wen Cen, please accompany Dong Zhi for a while? It's a bit late."

Dong Zhi just said no, Wen Cen responded with a smile: "Okay, you go back."

He took one away for rent, and Wen Cen took her handle without saying a word, "Okay, stop looking, let's go."

She hesitated: "I can ride my bike back by myself. Why don't you go home? It's too late to wait..."

"It's okay." Wen Cen said, "Miao Jing doesn't need to give it to you, you don't want to give it to you. Why do I look so different from you two?"

Dongzhi had no choice but to get into the back seat of the car at his urging.

Wen Cen rode for a while, and just passed the intersection, he suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

“It’s not convenient to wear gloves.”

He supported the ground with his feet, and Dongzhi got out of the car for fear of being unstable.

Wen Cen took off his gloves and wanted to touch his pockets. He remembered that the one he was wearing was a pocketless jacket.

Dongzhi stretched out his hand: "Give it to me, I'll help you get it."

He responded and sent it to her.

Dongzhi knocked his gloves into his pocket and got on the car again. Wen Cen didn't ride fast this time because he was slow and the wind didn't hurt that much when he blew his face.

Still sent to the intersection near her home, Dongzhi thanked him and took the bicycle handle from Wen Cen.

"Did you take a taxi back?"

He said, "I'll take the last bus." He waved his hand and walked in the opposite direction with her.

Dongzhi got on the bike and was not far away, and soon arrived at the doorstep.

As soon as he pushed the car into the yard, his cell phone rang. He took it out and saw Wen Cen called.

She picked her up while parking, "Hey?"

"Did my gloves fall to you?"

"Ah." Dongzhi then remembered and touched his pocket, "It's my place."

"You... forget it. I haven't walked very far. Come and get it now. Will you be able to get it out?"

Dongzhi thought for a while and said, "You wait for me at the intersection just now, I'll come right away."

Hang up the phone, go into the house and put down your things. Dongzhi was about to go out, but his cell phone rang again.

I thought it was Wen Cen's phone call, but it turned out to be Chen Ju.

As soon as he answered, he asked, "Are you asleep?"

Dongzhi said: "No."

"Come to the small gate!"

The small door is the door leading directly to her yard from Chen Zhu's kitchen.

Dongzhi hesitated: "I..."

"Hurry up, I'm going downstairs now!"

It took only a few steps to go, so Dongzhi had to find him first.

When I arrived at the door, I stood on the stone slab under the steps, knocked on the iron door, and then I heard the sound of twisting the lock, and the door opened from the inside.

Chen smiled and said, "Dongzhi."

"Well. What are you asking for me?"

"This." He picked up the things in his hand.

"This is?"

"I……"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by another voice.

"What are you doing here if you don't sleep at night?"

The two were shocked to death without any protection.

Chen turned around, his face changed slightly, "Mom..."
To be continued...