"Uh-huh." Xiao Qi nodded his little head vigorously, and sighed with some regret: "If grandpa and grandma can also celebrate grandpa's birthday at home, he must be very happy." ”

After Xiao Qi finished washing the dishes, Ling Sheng took him to the balcony and took a photo of Snow White sprouting and sent it to Huo Ci.

Ling Sheng: Dad, your Snow White has sprouted, are you going home today?

Half an hour later.

Ling Sheng heard the WeChat ring, hurriedly ran out of the kitchen, wiped his hands, and saw that he had replied to the message.

Huo Ci: Hmm.

"Mommy, Mommy, what did Grandpa say?" Xiao Qida ran out of the kitchen, his little face was full of flour, like a little cat, and his little hands were also full of flour, and he was making longevity noodles for his grandfather.

"Come back in the evening." Ling Sheng smiled, squatted down and wiped the flour on his son's little face: "Your grandfather has been paying attention to the dishes on the balcony recently, especially Snow White, whom he likes to eat." ”

She has always felt that on her birthday, having a bowl of longevity noodles is the happiest, since she was a child, every time she has a birthday, no matter how busy she is, her father will make her a bowl of longevity noodles, which is the warmest existence in her memory.

Xiao Qi had to make longevity noodles together, learning from Ling Sheng's appearance and stretching the noodles, but the little hand was disobedient, and it was broken in two clicks, and he flattened his mouth in frustration: "Mommy, am I stupid?" ”

"It's not something you can learn in a day or two." Ling Sheng smiled and looked at his son seriously: "And grandpa eats what you want." ”

Xiao Qi nodded, mumbled, and continued to struggle with the dough, but in the end, he didn't pull out decent noodles, so he had to give up.

After a busy afternoon's work, the final cake was also baked, and Xiao Qi put the washed Snow White on the cake one by one.

Ling Sheng picked one up and put it to his mouth: "Xiao Qi eats one." ”

Xiao Qi shook his little head, swallowed his saliva, and said very resolutely: "Xiao Qi doesn't eat it, my grandfather likes to eat Snow White the most, so I leave it for my grandfather to eat." ”

Ling Sheng smiled, okay, give everything to grandpa: "I bought two boxes, can't both be put on the cake, let's eat one box, and put one box on the cake." ”

At this time, it is not the season of strawberries, Snow White strawberries are not easy to buy, she ran to several boutique supermarkets, and finally bought it, twenty yuan a piece, two boxes of a total of thirty pieces, and it cost six hundred yuan.

The strawberry variety bought on the balcony is also Snow White, and a large piece is planted, as long as you take good care of it, you can eat fresh strawberries at home at that time.

In the end, under Ling Sheng's persuasion, Xiao Qi finally wavered, and said while eating strawberries: "Mommy, when Xiao Qi makes money in the future, I will buy you and Grandpa a lot of Snow White." ”

Outside.

It's getting dark.

Ling Sheng fried all the dishes and covered them to keep warm, not knowing when her father would come back.

Xiao Qi waited and waited until he was about to fall asleep, and looked at Mommy with his eyes: "Mommy, when will Grandpa come back?" ”

Ling Sheng glanced at the time, it was already eleven o'clock, and his birthday was about to pass: "Xiao Qi will go to bed first, and I will call you when my grandfather comes back." ”

Xiao Qi shook his head and tried to keep himself from falling asleep: "Xiao Qi doesn't sleep, Xiao Qi has to wait for his grandfather to come back." ”

When the elevator sounded, Xiao Qi was like a calf, holding the prepared latte art and rushing out, Ling Sheng followed behind, and the mother and daughter smiled smartly.

The door opened.

The mother and son standing on the left and the right pulled the latte art, and the ribbon flew into the sky.

"Happy birthday, Grandpa."

"Happy birthday, Dad."

Two people, speaking in unison.

Ling Sheng also closed the waiting room in the living room, and said excitedly: "I'll go cook Shou noodles right away, it's okay in two minutes, Dad, wait a minute." ”

Huo Ci squinted his eyes slightly, drank too much, his head was a mess, and under the shaking candlelight, everything in front of him became extremely dazzling, as if he had returned to that day, and the expression under his eyes suddenly condensed, and scarlet blood came up.

Ling Sheng had just turned around and wanted to cook Shou Noodles, when a strong pungent smell of wine spread behind him, and before he could react, he saw that Huo Ci had already rushed forward and lifted the table with a bang.