This evening.

When Qin Jiulie came back again, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

It was cold and dark.

When Qin Jiulie walked outside the small courtyard, he noticed that there was no light in the house, and it was pitch black.

Probably Jiang Ning went to his sister-in-law's house next door.

Qin Jiulie didn't suspect too much, walked into the courtyard, pushed open the door, and walked into the house.

With a creak.

The door opens.

Qin Jiulie was just about to turn on the lights when he heard a soft sound, accompanied by the rhythm of the music, slowly coming over.

"Happy Birthday ~ Happy Birthday ~"

"Happy Birthday ~ Happy Birthday ~"

Qin Jiulie's hand that turned on the light suddenly stopped.

With Jiang Ning's humming birthday song, a faint light also appeared.

Slowly, she stepped out of the kitchen.

The faint light of the fire, jumping in the air, reflected on Jiang Ning's delicate face.

What Jiang Ning held in his hand was a cake made of bread and biscuits.

No cream, no piping.

Even the candle is only a small one.

But when Jiang Ning brought it out, it was the best birthday cake in Qin Jiulie's life.

"Jiulie, happy birthday."

Jiang Ning took the birthday cake and walked cautiously in front of Qin Jiulie.

In the light, her smile is sweeter than cake.

Qin Jiulie's heart was numb to see.

He said hoarsely, "Daughter-in-law, how did you know my birthday?" ”

"It's not clearly written on the marriage certificate, I read it once and remember it."

Jiang Ning smiled sweetly and said softly.

Qin Jiulie's birthday was actually three days later.

But three days later, Qin Jiulie had already gone to the front line, and the two of them were separated.

Therefore, Jiang Ning and Qin Jiulie tacitly did not mention a specific birthday date.

Instead, this day is regarded as a birthday.

"It's time to blow out the candles and make a wish."

Under Jiang Ning's reminder, Qin Jiulie closed his eyes.

The man's eyelashes are long, and when his eyes droop, the long shadow is reflected on his face by candlelight.

When the candle flame flickered.

On that deep, three-dimensional face, there was a flickering light and darkness.

Qin Jiulie's expression was focused, and he silently made a wish.

When he opened his eyes again, there was unprecedented tenderness in his dark eyes.

He gently blew out the candle.

"Okay, let's turn on the lights—"

As Jiang Ning spoke, a force suddenly came from his waist.

She was cradled into the man's warm chest.

Followed by.

Jiang Ning was kissed heavily.

With the invasion of the man's breath, her hand shook.

Bang.

The plates, cakes, and biscuits in her hands fell to the ground.

But neither of them cared.

Instead, in the dark environment, they kissed silently.

……

After a long time.

In the kitchenette.

A dim electric light lit up.

Jiang Ning was accompanying Qin Jiulie and was eating his birthday dinner tonight.

A bowl of hot longevity noodles.

A crispy fried egg.

Jiang Ning hadn't been cooking for a long time since his body was getting heavier and heavier.

But for today's bowl of longevity noodles, she has been preparing for a long time.

Just looking at the clear soup base, it is a chicken soup that is slowly boiled over a simmer, and some Chinese medicinal herbs are also put in.

Clear, translucent and not greasy at all.

The selection of Chinese herbal medicines is very mild, which can increase freshness, and there is no bitter taste of Chinese medicine at all.

The broth is topped with firm noodles and sprinkled with some green onions.

Color, flavor, and flavor.

Not only that, but even the noodles Jiang Ning also put a lot of thought into it.

The long one, from beginning to end, was never broken, and it was put into a large bowl one by one.

When Qin Jiulie picked up the noodles, he was already aware of it.

He slowly ate this bowl of longevity noodles full of Jiang Ning's thoughts.

Jiang Ning was on the side, supporting his arms and chin, silently watching Qin Jiulie.

The young husband and wife, there is no need to say a word.

This warm atmosphere has been deeply rooted in my heart.

But after this hot dinner.

Qin Jiulie had to say.

"Daughter-in-law, it's tomorrow."

Tomorrow he's leaving.

He held Jiang Ning's hand and held it tightly in his palm.

Everyone knows what they know, and there is a specific time.

Jiang Ning knew it in his heart, but the moment he heard it, his heart still skipped a beat.

Qin Jiulie said guiltily.

"Daughter-in-law, I'm sorry, I can't accompany you for your birthday."

Jiang Ning's birthday is in the first month.

Qin Jiulie couldn't accompany Jiang Ning for her birthday, even her birth, the birth of the child, and the full moon of the child...... These are all to be missed.

Jiang Ning was stunned.

But soon, the corners of his mouth moved.

She laughed again.

Jiang Ning put the hand he was holding with Qin Jiulie on her round belly.

She knew how much Qin Jiulie liked these two children, and she also knew how much Qin Jiulie regretted it.

So he suggested softly.

"Husband, you can give the babies a nickname."

"I want buds and ears."

Qin Jiulie did not pause, but spoke directly.

Obviously, these two names had already been turned over and over in his heart, and he thought about it for a long time before finally deciding on it.

"Bud Bud...... Spike ......," Jiang Ning muttered and repeated, "Is it spring bud, and autumn spike?" ”

Qin Jiulie nodded, "Hmm." ”

Spring buds, new sprouts in spring.

Autumn spikes, autumn fruits.

There is no better image than these two words.

Jiang Ning raised the corners of his lips, smiled very happily, touched his stomach and said.

"Babies, do you hear that? You have a name, it's called bud and spike, it's the name that Dad gave you~"

"Bud, Spike, hello. Dad will definitely be back sooner rather than soon and look forward to seeing you. ”