Chapter 68: First Birthday Ceremony

"Fu Bao, come and put on new clothes."

An Ran sleepy-eyed hazy, looking out the window, it was already three poles in the sun.

"This is your birthday, our Fubao is one year old."

An Ran suddenly sobered up, it had been a year, and it felt like it hadn't been long since he came here.

Today's clothes are a pink and white floral gown and a pair of wide-legged trousers.

Ever since she had rejected open crotch pants before, her mother had always made closed crotch pants.

"Fubao, come on, I have prepared a gift for you."

A few of the kids came up with their own gadgets, which were either cute or funny.

There was something going on at home for Meng Fuzi, and a few boys had a few days of rest and were very happy.

"Fubao, look, let's not break our promise, let's see if it's suitable."

Fang Cuiying opened a box, and a shiny long-life lock was lying in the box.

"This is what we are looking for someone to fight, the silver lock locks are safe, the gold lock locks are rich, and our Fubao will be safe and sound in the future."

She originally intended to make a golden lock, which looked rich and noble, but the master who made the lock let her make a handful of silver, saying that she would wear silver first and then gold.

This longevity lock is the shape of the wishful head, the whole longevity lock is engraved on one side and carved on one side, one side is engraved with the auspicious word of "longevity and wealth", and the other side is the auspicious pattern of goldfish playing lotus.

"This is a pair of silver bracelets, and the lock of your second aunt is one piece."

An Ran is now like a little rich woman, shining all over.

The third aunt made a set of good-looking clothes, with meticulous workmanship on them, which were sewn out with stitches and threads, which was very good-looking.

"Grandpa also prepared a gift for our Fubao."

"Wow! It's a villain book. ”

Wen Ming was very envious, he had read other people's villain books before, it was very interesting, as long as he turned the page quickly, the villain on it was like he was alive.

An Ran held the villain book, and there were one painting after another in it, this is not a comic book, it is the kind with color.

An Ran could see that the boys were very interested in villain books, so he raised his hands and took them to read.

"Don't break it, it's expensive."

"Got it, wow, isn't this the legendary fox fairy, it has nine tails."

For breakfast, An Ran ate a whole egg, and this time she ate the yolk inside.

"Wen Qing, go to the intersection to see if your grandmother is here."

Today, the Wang family was ready to celebrate, and only called people close to them.

An Ran, the little birthday star, sat on a stool and untied the nine links made by the uncle.

The gossip lock last time only figured it out, and now the nine rings are starting to burn their heads again.

"Fubao, I'll teach you, I will."

Wen Yuan pulled a small stool and put it around one by one.

"Huh?" Wen Yuan scratched his head, he remembered that it was like this.

An Ran rubbed her hands together, it seemed that she couldn't play.

Look at your own farm, this batch of medicinal herbs should be harvested today.

Looking at the medicinal herbs column, the variety has reached a thousand.

What is this special reward?

Bite! The special reward has arrived, please check.

Enron can't wait to open it, wow!

The call from the primordial is like the joy of Brother Monkey jumping out of Wuzhi Mountain.

Her farm can store things!

It's really not too pretty!

In the future, valuable things can be placed in a place where no one can find them.

An Ran took small steps and walked into the courtyard, where chairs and benches could be placed, but living animals could not.

The big black and coal can't be collected, only some flowers, grass, or dead things.

"Mother, grandma is here."

Wen Qing jumped back, followed by several women and children.

"This is our gift."

The old lady was carrying a few packets of candy in her hand, the best candy she bought.

"This is Fu Niu Niu, a well-behaved doll."

The old lady took An Ran's hand and pulled open a bag of candy.

"Eat a piece of candy."

An Ran held the candy in his little hand, a little sticky, but it was very sweet.

The other children looked at her and swallowed their saliva, and the grandmother said that it was bought and given away, and it should not be greedy.

Today, the Wang family is very lively, and the courtyard is full of people.

"You've got a lot of rabbits."

Several children are very interested in the animals of the Wang family, there are not only rabbits and chickens, but also big black cows.

Wan Guan turned over to the wall and lay on his stomach, there were a lot of children!

Iron eggs wander around the kitchen and eat fish today.

"Fubao, look, we've made a wreath for you."

An Ran's tiny head was covered with a small wreath full of wildflowers.

"Fourth brother, Fubao is like a fairy child in a villain's book, do you say that the fairy child is like Fubao."

An Ran felt beautiful in his heart and looked at the villain's book.

This villain book tells the story of a scholar and a fox.

The person who draws the villain book is a wonderful hand, and it is a pleasure to look at the pictures and read the story.

"Let's be reading a book." Grandma Hua smiled and touched An Ran, who was holding two small tugging.

"Grandma~" An Ran responded happily.

The soft and glutinous voice made Grandma Hua's heart sweet, what a pleasing doll, and when Ping'er came back, she would tell her a parent, and she would have such a well-behaved grandchild in the future.

Liu Chunlan kneaded the dough and used a rolling pin to spread out one cake after another.

"The fire is smaller."

Wang Yongping controlled the heat, afraid that one would accidentally be burned.

"This fragrant bowl is steamed, Fu Bao loves to eat this."

Fang Cuiying held a knife in both hands, chopping lean meat, the more crushed the better.

"I'll tell the boys to peel the garlic."

Put the minced meat in a bowl, pour some soy sauce and small chopped ginger, beat a few eggs, and stir the shallots and minced garlic together.

"This is fried tofu, make a cut here with bamboo slices, and stuff the meat filling into it."

"I haven't seen meat stuffed in tofu, so I don't know if it's delicious."

Several women worked on the recipe while doing it, but this tofu should be cut thicker and break at every turn.

"In-laws, you are well-connected and well-informed, what is the situation over there."

The old lady misses her husband and sons, and for more than half a year, there is no reply to the letters sent, and I don't know whether she is dead or alive.

Her third daughter-in-law had a dream not long ago, and she dreamed that her son was covered in blood, and there were people who had been killed everywhere, and arrows and spears were stuck in her body.

After a while, there were soul-attracting sails hanging in the house, carrying several coffins.

The third daughter-in-law was so frightened that she couldn't sleep at night, sweating profusely, and ran to her at night, not daring to sleep alone.

She chuckled in her heart, comforting herself that her dreams were all reversed, but this omen was not good.

Daddy Wang took a sip of Kuding tea, his eyebrows frowning slightly.

This bitter ding is not a real tea, it is the leaves of large-leaved holly, which is cold and bitter, but it can clear the head and disperse wind and heat, and it is Daddy Wang's favorite.

After clearing his throat, Father Wang talked about the situation outside.

He had a hunch that this year would be an eventful autumn, and as soon as the autumn harvest was over, he was afraid that this big battle would have to start.

The autumn harvest is the time to reserve military rations, and other countries are waiting for the autumn harvest, and once the autumn harvest is over, they will have enough grain and grass to support military operations.

On the other hand, after such a half a year, the treasury has been depleted, and because of the calculations of the enemy country, the autumn harvest will be greatly reduced.

When the autumn and winter freeze, it will take fewer troops to fight them.

Although the old lady didn't understand it very well, she knew that she would still fight, and her heart couldn't help but be empty and sad.

(End of chapter)