Everyone had a lot of fun that day, and after getting off the cruise, they stood at the pier and talked for a while, and then they reluctantly parted.

Since then, this birthday party can also be regarded as a successful conclusion. Although the content is just an ordinary dinner entertainment, it seems that because of the blessing of the Qixi Festival, the atmosphere of the whole birthday banquet is extraordinarily high.

Because everyone drank a little bit on the cruise, most of the people who came by car called a substitute driver when they went back.

Feng Chengyu's driver was already waiting at the port, leaning next to the car and playing with his mobile phone. Seeing that the two of them walked straight towards him after leaving the scene with Ding Xiaowei, the driver hurriedly put away his mobile phone and entered the driver's seat.

Ding Dong drank a little too much, and because the amount of alcohol was not very good, he was a little abnormal along the way, and he kept talking to Feng Chengyu.

"Are you happy today?"

"I think I'm amazing, such a big birthday party. Everyone seemed to be happy, and the cake was delicious. ”

"Thank you for the Tanabata gift......"

Feng Chengyu lowered his eyes and looked at her.

Her face was red, but her eyes were shining, and the whole person was nestled in his arms, and there was a faint smell of wine on her body, which was not annoying, but added a bit of seduction.

Looking at her like this, his mouth was a little dry.

But there were four people in the car, so he didn't do anything but hold her and sit quietly in the back seat.

"I haven't given you your birthday present yet. She looked at him with a smile in her eyes as if she had remembered something.

Feng Chengyu looked back at the past, his eyes were heavy, "What is it?"

Ding Dong beckoned to him and motioned for him to come over.

Feng Chengyu froze for a moment, and was about to laugh at why he was so mysterious, but after a pause, he still bent down to approach her.

As a result, she just whispered in his ear, "Secret." ”

He briefly lost consciousness, but recovered quickly.

"It's eleven o'clock, are you sure you want to keep it mysterious?"

He glanced down at his watch and chuckled.

Hearing this, Ding Dong's eyes widened, and he looked incredulous, "Is it? It's so late?"

She struggled to get up from Feng Chengyu's arms, and leaned to the front row to urge the driver: "Master, hurry up, otherwise my gift will be late." ”

Ding Xiaowei glanced at her suspiciously.

The driver answered, unequivocally, with a throttle to the fullest.

"Your gift at home?" he curled his lips slightly, suddenly feeling a little interested.

"Sort of. Ding Dong vaguely agreed, and then added: "Half at home, half here." ”

Half here?

Hearing this, Feng Chengyu's eyebrows suddenly jumped without warning, his eyes were dim, and his gaze swept over her with a bit of exploration.

He didn't ask again, but the curiosity in his heart was indeed aroused.

When he returned to the Xiang Pavilion, it was half past eleven, Feng Xiaochuan had already slept, and the old man was guarding the door, and when he saw a few people coming back, he got up and gave him a pair of calligraphy and paintings on the sofa.

"Feng Lao gave you a birthday present. ”

Feng Xiaochuan can't stay up late, so he usually sleeps early, and today is no exception. It's a pity to say that today is Feng Chengyu's birthday, and the grandfather and grandson haven't even really met.

Feng Chengyu bowed slightly, took the calligraphy and painting with both hands, and said respectfully but politely: "Thank you Uncle Fang, thank you grandpa." ”

"No thanks, no thanks, I'm also a change of hands. The old man smiled, "You still have fun today, right?"

"Very good. Feng Chengyu's voice was faint, but it sounded much softer than usual.

"Okay, I'll go upstairs to rest first, and you guys should go to bed early. The old man waved at a few people, turned around and went up to the second floor.

The three of them also went back to their own rooms, Ding Xiaowei's room was at the end of the third floor, Feng Chengyu and Ding Dong had been living together since they moved in, at the other end of the third floor, the window was against the back garden, and the scenery was very good.

Feng Chengyu put the scroll on the dresser with his hand, turned around and prepared to get a change of clothes, and didn't seem to be in a hurry to open it.

Ding Dong was interested, pestering him and asking, "Can I open it and take a look?"

"Hmm. Feng Chengyu saw that she was interested, so he simply responded, and the movements in his hands also paused, and he was not in a hurry to take a bath for a while.

Ding Dong untied the winding red ribbon and unfolded the scroll little by little, only to see four words written in cursive on it.

The lower right corner is also stamped with a red seal in the seal body: Feng Xiaochuan Book.

"Grandpa Feng wrote it himself. Ding Dong looked at it for a while and sighed, "The words are really good." ”

Feng Chengyu lowered his eyes lightly, stretched out his hand and rolled up the word scroll, "He will give me a painting every year, and every year he writes different hopes." ”

After a pause, he wrapped the ribbon and added as if a little funny: "This year is not a 'premature son'." ”

Ding Dong was overjoyed, and rolled on the bed with a smile.

Feng Chengyu was happy to see her smiling, and he didn't interrupt her for a while, he just packed up his clothes and wanted to go to the bathroom, but he didn't expect to be pulled by Ding Dong on the bed at the next moment.

"I'll wash first. Ding Dong looked at him with a pair of big eyes, as if begging.

Feng Chengyu paused and asked, "Wash together?"

"I'll go first!"

Ding Dong jumped up from the bed suddenly, took a change of clothes and rushed into the bathroom with the momentum of the wind and clouds, as if he was afraid that he would go first.

The bathroom door was slammed shut, Feng Chengyu lowered his eyes and glanced at the clothes in his hand, and finally smiled helplessly.

As soon as he put down his things, there was a knock on the door.

Feng Chengyu opened the door and saw Ding Xiaowei standing outside the room with his head down.

Seeing that it was him who opened the door, Ding Xiaowei seemed a little nervous and a little surprised, with his hands behind his back, looking like he was hiding and tucking, looking suspicious.

"How?"

After a long time, without waiting for Ding Xiaowei to express his intentions, Feng Chengyu took the initiative to speak.

Although Ding Xiaowei has grown a lot in height during this time, he is already a little taller than Ding Dong, but in front of Feng Chengyu, he still looks like a child.

Feng Chengyu's momentum was already vigorous, and as soon as he opened his mouth like this, Ding Xiaowei suddenly retreated in his heart.

But he didn't flinch, but took out the hand behind his back with a twist, handed him a small wooden box in his hand, and said in a somewhat awkward tone: "Oh, happy birthday to you." ”

Feng Chengyu didn't answer for a while, but just looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze for a few seconds.

Just to give a gift, and dare to speak until the whole day is almost over?

But in the end, it was still sent.

Feng Chengyu actually didn't care about these material things, and in previous years, Luo Zhuang and Shao Jiamin would not specially prepare gifts for him, so this kind of thing was dispensable at all.

However, since Ding Xiaowei sent it, he had no reason not to accept it.

After all, this little ghost's performance has been really good these days.