"Aunt Su, Xiaobai is here, I wish you a happy birthday, beautiful as a flower, every year eighteen. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" As soon as Wu Jinbai sat down, he immediately stood up and blessed Su Mu who was sitting opposite.

Isn't it? A well-behaved little girl with such a sweet mouth, which adult can't like her after being shouted like this?

"This is for you." She slowly took out a scarf wrapped in a beautiful box from her black and white schoolbag, reached out and handed it to Su's mother: "Aunt Su, hehe, what's that, a little courtesy, not a respect." I hope you've been weaving for almost a month, but don't be ugly. ”

Wu Jinbai is polite at this time.

Su's mother's birthday was in early spring, in early spring, the weather was not completely warm, occasionally hot and cold, this kind of season in Wu Jinbai's own opinion, naturally sending scarves of this type of woolen fabric is the best for her as a student, not to mention that this is a scarf woven by herself.

This morning, Wu Jinbai told Su Jingchen that he didn't prepare a gift for Su's mother, but in fact, most of them were just deceiving him.

As a student who is about to become an adult, Wu Jin said that he is about to become an adult, so how can he still be as ignorant as before and really not prepare gifts?

The answer, of course, is no.

In Wu Jinbai's opinion, there is a saying that this saying is good, courtesy is light and affectionate, and those who are hairy, and even more, are heavier than Mount Tai.

Although the gift she gave looked ordinary and ordinary, it was not necessarily worth a few dollars, but this was indeed prepared by Wu Jinbai himself.

Seeing the little girl she loved in her heart, she gave her own hand-knitted woollen fabric to herself. Where can Su Mulin Miao not be happy?

Even with Wu Jinbai's sincerity, Su Mu was already moved.

You say, such a well-behaved, obedient and sensible girl, why don't you like her?

When Su's mother saw that it was Wu Jinbai who knitted a scarf for her, she immediately reached out and took the gift box, and was very happy: "Auntie's Xiaobai, it's so good, over the years, it can be regarded that Auntie hasn't hurt you in vain." She looked at Wu Jinbai with a smile: "Auntie is very satisfied with this gift you gave to Auntie." This gift is the best gift my aunt has ever received for her birthday this year. Thank you, Xiaobai'er. ”

"Hey, no." Wu Jinbai smiled: "It's good if you like it, it's good if you like it." ”

To be honest, she likes what Aunt Su said.

"Mom, Xiaobai gave you a hand-knitted scarf from her, why are you so lucky, I haven't even confiscated it." Su Jingchen on the side shouted unhappily.

When Su Jingchen went to sit with Wu Jinbai, he also walked to the seat next to his parents and sat down to eat, which just happened to let him see the scene of Wu Jinbai giving a gift to his mother.

As a young man who loves Wu Jinbai, he naturally thinks that his beloved can knit a scarf for himself.

However, seeing that his mother received a gift made by Wu Jinbai so simply because of a birthday, Su Jingchen couldn't help but be a little jealous.

"Alright, you kid, what are you talking about?" Father Su scolded his bastard boy angrily. has no ambition, and even has to grab a gift from his mother.

Wu Jinbai was speechless after hearing this. Uh, why did she get to him again?

So she glared at Su Jingchen, and then said, "Uh, uncle and aunt, leave him alone, he's a fool." ”