Chapter 414: A Little Birthday Banquet

One afternoon two days later......

Luo Didiu woke up from a nap and continued to write a manuscript, Chen Ziyu's phone rang again: "Brother, answer the phone!"

Chen Ziyu was washing clothes in the bathroom: "You can help me pick it up, I'm doing laundry!"

Luo Didiu went to Chen Ziyu's room to answer the phone in a wheelchair, but it was the dean who called: "Hey...... Hello Dean, I'm ...... Didi."

"Lose it, Ziyu, call him to answer the phone...... I'm looking for something for him......"

"Oh~ Then wait a minute......" Luo Didiu walked into the bathroom with Chen Ziyu's phone, she put the phone to Chen Ziyu's ear, lowered her voice and said, "Brother, it's the dean's phone ......"

"Hey...... Dean, are you looking for me? Oh...... Well...... It's a little birthday, okay, well, I'll go...... Well, I see, okay, Dean, we'll see you later...... Good ......" hung up the phone, Chen Ziyu still looked at Luo Didiu with crooked eyebrows

"Xiaoxiao in the welfare institute has a birthday today, and she really hopes that I can spend it with her, do you want to go with her?" Chen Ziyu seemed to be asking Luo Didiu's opinion.

Luo Didiu shook his head and joked to Chen Ziyu: "I won't go, the little girl wants to celebrate her birthday with you, a handsome guy, and I'll join in the fun!"

Hearing this, Chen Ziyu pretended to be angry, stretched out a hand and pinched Luo Diudiu's little nose and shook it fiercely: "Call you poor!"

"Brother, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts......"

Luo Didiu broke free of Chen Ziyu's hand pinching her nose, screamed in pain coquettishly, stretched out his hand to rub his sore nose, and then, making a face at Chen Ziyu, he shook his wheelchair and ran away.

Chen Ziyu still murmured with a doting look: "Dead girl!"

Chen Ziyu followed the address given by the dean all the way to find it, this is a high-end villa area, Chen Ziyu found a villa, looked through the big iron gate, the scale inside was like ...... A castle, the front yard of Noda, lawns, rockeries, pavilions and pavilions are all available......

There is a small sign hanging above the doorbell at the door, on which are written two words in seal characters - Chen Zhai

As soon as you enter the door, the decoration style of this villa gives people the feeling of a small Suzhou garden, one step at a time.

Chen Ziyu has never seen such a big mansion since he was a child, and it is at least a few hundred meters away from the gate to the house, Chen Ziyu took a deep breath and rang the doorbell of Chen's house.

After a while, an old man who looked gray-haired, walked a little lame, and was about 60 years old, walked over, he didn't speak, just smiled faintly at Chen Ziyu, and then opened the door.

Chen Ziyu was led all the way into this courtyard by this old man. Chen Ziyu walked into the hall, which was decorated like a palace, resplendent and magnificent, the same as the Chinese style outside, a landscape area in the hall, there was a gurgling rockery, under the rockery was a pool of clear spring (artificial landscape), and there were a few red and white koi fish in the pool......

The whole hall is decorated in Chinese style, and the matching style is mainly in traditional furniture and decorations, and the colors are mostly red and black. A large number of symmetrical arrangements make the whole hall elegant, beautiful in shape and rich in color. The Chinese living room style furnishings such as calligraphy and painting, hanging screens, bonsai, and porcelain reflect the owner's self-cultivation attitude to life. There is a faint smell of wood throughout the villa.

Chen Ziyu followed the old man to the center of the hall, most of the children in the welfare home were brought here, and the hall was specially arranged to have a birthday atmosphere for the children.

As soon as Xiao Xiaoyi saw Chen Ziyu coming, he suddenly ran over and hugged his thighs, looked up at his round little face and said with a smile: "Brother Ziyu, do you see that I am beautiful today?"

Seeing the little cute little face, Chen Ziyu didn't know why Luo Diudiu's appearance when he was a child appeared in his mind, he squatted down, rubbed the top of his little hair with his big hand, and said with a smile: "Beautiful, we are the most beautiful little girls in the entire welfare home......"

Although Xiaoxiao is young, he already has his own aesthetics. Hearing Chen Ziyu praise her as the most beautiful, her little face was as shy as a little apple.

Chen Ziyu gave the prepared gift to Xiaoxiao, and Xiaoxiao smiled even more happily. At this time, Chen Qinghua and Xiao Ran walked out of the kitchen.

Today is a small birthday, and the two old people are busy cooking. When Xiao Ran saw Xiaoxiao, he bent down, opened his arms, and said with a smile: "Xiaoxiao, come, come to grandma! Let grandma hug ......."

Chen Qinghua also looked at Chen Ziyu with crooked eyebrows and beckoned to him: "Come, child, come here~"

Chen Ziyu's impression of these two old men is that although they have had a few encounters, they feel very cordial, but they have not yet reached the level of intimacy.

He was pulled by Chen Qinghua to sit next to him, and Chen Ziyu looked a little restrained. Xiaoxiao saw Chen Ziyu sitting between Chen Qinghua and Xiao Ran, and she also stretched out a pair of small hands to Chen Ziyu to hug him.

Among the children in the welfare home, only she loves to stick to Chen Ziyu the most, as long as she sees Chen Ziyu, she is inseparable from him, and often begs for a hug with Chen Ziyu.

Xiaoxiao's background is pitiful, she was born in a remote mountainous area, where there is still a bad habit of patriarchy, the little mother is said to be unmarried and pregnant, because she is afraid of the gossip of the villagers, she was thrown at the gate of the welfare home before the full moon when Xiaoxiao was born, just because she is a girl.

Every time Chen Ziyu sees Xiaoxiao, she will care about her and feel sorry for her. And Xiaoxiao has also grown older, and his dependence on Chen Ziyu has become more and more intense.

Xiao Ran looked at Xiaoxiao and threw herself into Chen Ziyu's arms, and couldn't help touching her little head and said with a smile: "This little girl, you know that you are sticking to Brother Ziyu"

Chen Ziyu hugged the five or six-year-old Xiaoxiao, and his memory once again recalled Luo Diudiu's childhood uncontrollably. One year, Luo Didiu fell ill with a high fever, and Chen Ziyu was so frightened that she ran six stops to the hospital with her.

In order to take care of the sick Didiu, he was only seven or eight years old and did not sleep a peaceful sleep for several nights. Luo Didiu was sometimes bullied by other children and ran back to cry under the covers, so Chen Ziyu hugged her to tell her stories and coaxed her to sleep......

The past is like an imprint, deeply engraved in Chen Ziyu's bones.

"Ziyu, how old are you this year?" Chen Ziyu's thoughts were interrupted by Chen Qinghua, who was sitting on the side, and he quickly pulled back his thoughts

"I'm Chinese New Year's Eve ...... today," Chen Ziyu responded lightly.

"Then what is your birthday?" Chen Qinghua continued to ask.

Chen Ziyu was a little uncomfortable with Chen Qinghua's "checking household registration" style of talking, but he still responded politely, "The eighteenth day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar ......"

Hearing this, Chen Qinghua and his wife were a little excited: "How did you get into the welfare home?"