Song Ci suddenly reacted, isn't the Dragon Boat Festival the first day of her rebirth?

If you really count it, it's her "birthday", right?

It's such a fate.

She was in a good mood, carefully raised her arm and rested it lightly on her lap, without touching the wound, and pulled her fingers and said:

"My mother's birthday is easy to remember, it is the second dragon in February, and my father's birthday is the tenth day of October. ”

Maybe it's really a Scorpio.

Song Ci was distracted for a moment, remembered something, and asked:

"Grandpa Luan said that his name is Luan Bailu, it can't be because he was born on the day of Bailu, right?

It can't be the white dew in the frost, right?

In order not to make herself look too reckless, she also deliberately added:

"My uncle is like this, he happened to be born on the National Day, so my father named him Song Chunqing. ”

Gu Mingjing didn't ask why he wasn't called Song Guoqing, with his IQ, of course, he could think of the custom of typesetting in the family lineage.

For example, he is from the Ming generation, his sister is called Gu Mingxiu, and his younger brother is called Gu Mingchuan, which is the same reason.

It's just that he didn't expect that Song Ci, a little doll, was also so smart, as soon as he heard his grandfather's name, he thought of the twenty-four solar terms, instead of making fun of his grandfather's name being too feminine like others.

The sense of identity is more, and it is rare for the little boy to be willing to say a few more words to this equally smart friend.

"You're right, it's about the holidays. On the day my grandfather was born in Bailu, I was the Dragon Boat Festival, and my uncle and aunt were on February 14th, Valentine's Day in the West.

There are also my eldest cousin and second cousin, who were born on the 14th day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival. ”

Song Ci vaguely heard a trace of regret in his tone, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at him twice.

It really is.

When you think about it, you understand.

This is probably the unique way for young teenagers to make friends, and they want to have a common topic with their friends.

If you can find more common ground, you will feel that there is an indescribable wonderful fate, and it is the chosen friendship, right?

Song Ci suddenly felt that the little boy in front of him who was indifferent was a little cute.

It's still a kid.

She smiled and nodded:

"Uh-huh, that's a coincidence. Your sister is so good at giving birth, fortunately it is the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival. If they were born a day later, their families would probably ignore their birthdays and spend them with August 15.

And everyone celebrates the Mid-Autumn Festival at their own home, so they may not have the opportunity to invite their friends to their birthday party, which sounds a bit miserable. Your sisters are so lucky!"

Gu Mingjing was stunned, can he still think like this?

It seems to make sense.

It's really nice that the little doll isn't angry!

"You're right, but it's not my sister who gave birth, it's my aunt who loves her sisters very much. ”

Song Ci nodded again:

"What mother doesn't love her child? ”

Gu Mingjing's eyes dimmed suddenly, and he lowered his long eyelashes, becoming calm again, and a little melancholy.

Song Ci didn't see the change in his expression, but he keenly sensed that he was depressed, and his whole person's aura became very negative, like a sign that he was going to blacken.

Okay, what's wrong with that? Is it so hard for kids to do it?

Song Ci sighed tiredly, consciously taking on the role of pistachio, interrupting his blackening process and reducing the instability factor.

Maintaining social stability is everyone's responsibility!

This is the belief engraved in her bones, the genes carried from the last days, which cannot be erased.

"Well, do you know which birthday is the worst?"

She quickly remembered a stalk to coax the child.

Gu Mingjing likes to examine the question of intelligence in this way, and thought about it and answered:

"February 29th?"

Song Ci nodded secretly.

The young boy has not yet entered elementary school, so he knows that the leap year has a good knowledge reserve.

But she smiled and shook her head:

"No, think about it again. ”