2016.03.05Today is my first birthday with the stuffy oil bottle.

Wu Xie got up early in the morning, as before, cooking three meals a day for the bottle, and carrying the bottle for a healthy aerobic exercise after meals, perhaps it was the frightening step by step in the early years, and he could enjoy the peace and tranquility now, Wu Xie felt that this was the greatest happiness.

It's just that this day is too quiet, originally Wu Xie was also prepared, he had learned all the unreliable actions of his third uncle, but this year if he dared to hold a longevity peach cake full of thirty-nine sticks and appear in front of his door, Wu Xie swore that he would definitely instigate the little brother, so that his business would not be easy, and fully let him understand that the family cook is great.

It's just that a day has passed, and no one has mentioned it, not even text messages and Weibo. Wu Xie realized afterwards that something was wrong.

"Little brother." Wu Xie looked at the stuffy oil bottle that was staring at the ceiling, everything was normal, and shouted.

Hearing Wu Xie's voice, the stuffy oil bottle reluctantly moved his gaze off the ceiling and looked at Wu Xie with a puzzled look in his eyes.

"Little brother, don't you think it's too quiet today?" Wu Xie asked.

The stuffy oil bottle was stunned for a moment, looked around, shifted his gaze to the balcony, and said, "Don't you like the sound of roosters?" ”

Wu Xie had a black line, covered his face and said: "I don't like it, and it is still the same, just let them maintain the status quo, and when they are older, we will fight the head of the Zhang family, protect the courtyard and sell them to them." ”

The stuffy oil bottle shook his head and said with a serious face: "I won't sell it." ”

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why?" ”

The stuffy oil bottle said a little proudly, "Let them live a little longer, and you'll know in the evening." ”

Seeing the mysterious appearance of the stuffy oil bottle, Wu Xie walked over, sat down beside him, and directly pasted his forehead, and then tried it with the back of his hand, and said, "It's normal." ”

The stuffy oil bottle glanced at Wu Xie and said in a rare good-natured manner: "Don't make trouble." ”

Wu Xie nodded, sat quietly beside the stuffy oil bottle, but his eyes kept falling on him, looking at him from top to bottom, ten years, the years did not leave any traces on him, he still looks like he is in his twenties, on the other hand, the best time in his life is all spent on the road to find him, and the rest of the time, various physical abilities will gradually decline over time, maybe it is time to find a wife for the little brother in the Zhang family?

The stuffy oil bottle was a little hairy by Wu Xie, and he didn't know why, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Little brother." Wu Xie shouted.

The stuffy oil bottle seemed to see through what Wu Xie was thinking, and directly blocked: "The clan concubine is here, you don't want to push me out." ”

Wu Xie smiled, too, the purity of his acquired transformed blood can almost be close to that of him, the patriarch, if you want to find someone who is not as good as him to give birth to a stuffy oil bottle, but in this way, his own girl will marry the stuffy oil bottle? Thinking about it, Wu Xie felt that he was shocked by his own idea.

The stuffy oil bottle looked at Wu Xie's thoughts as he flew farther and farther away, and shouted, "Wu Xie." He believed that if he didn't stop it, Wu Xie would definitely come up with an idea that made people laugh and cry.

"Wu Xie, you promised me that you would accompany me to the end." It is rare for the stuffy oil bottle to take the initiative to explode the number of words.

Wu Xie nodded, only to realize that it seems that since the year when the stuffy oil bottle left, his appearance has not changed much, if it weren't for his birthday today, it reminds him all the time, he is already the uncle of Bensi, he seems to still feel that he is still the stunned young boy who follows the stuffy oil bottle and runs all over the world.

"Wu Xie." The stuffy oil bottle held Wu Xie in his arms, feeling Wu Xie's heartbeat, he felt that this house was home, because it was full of Wu Xie's smell, and it was very warm.

"Little brother." Wu Xie returned his hand to hold the stuffy oil bottle, and as the sun set, the afterglow slanted in through the window, sprinkling on them, plating a layer of warm gold rim for them.

"You don't have to worry, you are still twenty-six years old, even if it has been twelve years, Wu Xie, you are only about twenty-nine. We can be together for a long time. Maybe you'll get tired of everything you have now. The voice of the stuffy oil bottle was a little hoarse and whispered in Wu Xie's ear.

"You guy, you made a decision for me a long time ago." Wu Xie was not surprised, he said lightly.

"In this way, you can fulfill the promise you promised me that you will accompany me to the end." The stuffy oil bottle said as it should be.

"Okay, so was it arranged by you to be so quiet today?" Wu Xie asked with a pout.

The stuffy oil bottle nodded, he let go of Wu Xie, opened the balcony door in the living room, stomped his foot violently, and with a click, a black shadow fell from the branch next to the balcony.

The black glasses smiled evilly and said, "Little Third Master, long time no see, happy birthday." ”

Wu Xie looked at the black glasses in surprise, only to see the stuffy oil bottle turn around and walk to the closet again, and when he opened the door suddenly, three figures rushed out of it, and looked at who else could there be besides Wang Meng, Li Tuan, and Su Wan.

But this is not the end of the book, the stuffy oil bottle moved the box that appeared in the living room at noon. casually opened the bow on it, and before anyone could open the lid, a figure suddenly appeared inside, Wu Sanxing held the cake with thirty-nine digital candles in his hand, looked at Wu Xie with tears in his eyes, and said silently in his heart: "It's finally opened." ”

Wu Xie looked at the stuffy oil bottle and didn't stop yet, he suddenly felt that his house was a Rubik's cube, when would he be able to hide so many people? I didn't even realize it, but I had lived with the stuffy oil bottle for a long time, and I didn't even have a little vigilance?

The stuffy oil bottle opened the main door, transplanted the small flowers embedded in the roof into the house, and released Wang Fatzi from under the bed, and finally stomped his feet, and from different shadows, even Zhang Haike and them jumped out.

After doing all this, the stuffy oil bottle looked like a perfect magician, he wore white gloves, held a bouquet of perfume lilies, and said to Wu Xie, "Happy birthday." ”

Wu Xie only felt that his jaw was about to fall in surprise, looking at everything, he silently accepted the blessings of each of them, it was impossible not to be moved, but the stuffy oil bottle was too powerful, and before he knew it, he blocked them all. It creates an almost ordinary day.

Zhang Haike must have done it on purpose, he also wore the same face as Wu Xie, and walked over and said, "Happy birthday!" ”

Wu Xie nodded indifferently, and at the moment when the stuffy oil bottle became a living person, the long table in the living room was already full of various special dishes, and the furniture in the living room had been put aside because of the arrival of so many people.

After Zhang Haike sent his blessings, he took the lead in leaving. Wu Sansheng glanced at Wu Xie and the stuffy oil bottle with disgust, didn't say anything, stuffed the cake into Xiaohua's hand, hugged Wu Xie, and left.

Li Tuan took Su Wan and Wang Meng with him, and at the same time put on a dog-legged look, put the famous watch, gift cards and a thick stack of red envelopes on the coffee table on the side, and exited the house with a flattering smile and closed the door.

For a while, there were only five people left in the room, Black Flower and Iron Triangle.

Xie Yuchen glanced at the stuffy oil bottle, but he also dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, he and the black glasses came from Beijing, and the earliest to arrive, the two joined forces but couldn't beat this guy, his own hair Xiao found such a backer, this gentle temperament, I am afraid that no one will dare to bully in his life.

Wang Fatzi looked at the embarrassing atmosphere, walked over with a big grin, gave Wu Xie a bear hug, and shouted: "Is it easy for Lao Tzu to rush over from Banai, little innocent, in order to give you a surprise, do you know that the fat man is a great deal of goodness!" ”

Wu Xie just patted the fat man on the shoulder, he really didn't know what to say, because his heart spontaneously gave birth to a kind of domineering and pride, he suddenly wanted to roar on his back: "A bottle in hand, I have it in the world!" ”