Chapter 288 Happy Birthday
"Yeah." Xiao Qi nodded her little head vigorously, and sighed with some regret: "If my great-grandfather and great-grandmother can also celebrate my grandpa's birthday at home, he will 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 message ringing, and hurriedly ran out of the kitchen, wiped her hands, and saw that he had replied to the message.
Huo Ci: Yeah.
"Mommy, Mommy, what did grandpa say?" Xiao Qida ran out of the kitchen, her little face was covered with flour, like a little cat, her little hands were also covered in flour, and she was making longevity noodles for grandpa.
"Come back in the evening." Ling Sheng smiled and knelt down to wipe the flour off her son's face: "Your grandpa has been very interested in the food on the balcony recently, especially Snow White, which he likes to eat."
She has always felt that having a bowl of longevity noodles on her birthday is the happiest thing. Ever since she was a child, her father would make her a bowl of longevity noodles every birthday no matter how busy she was. It was the warmest thing in her memory.
Xiaoqi insisted on making longevity noodles together, imitating Ling Sheng's way of stretching the noodles, but her little hands were disobedient and broke after two strokes. She flattened her mouth in frustration: "Mommy, am I stupid?"
"This can't be learned in a day or two." Ling Sheng smiled and looked at her son seriously: "And grandpa eats what you want."
Xiaoqi nodded, hummed, and continued to struggle with the dough, but in the end he couldn't pull out decent noodles, so he had to give up.
After a busy afternoon, the final cake was baked. Xiaoqi placed the washed and dried Snow Whites one by one on the cake.
Ling Sheng picked up one and put it to his mouth: "Xiao Qi, take one."
Xiao Qi shook her little head, swallowed her saliva, and said firmly: "Xiao Qi doesn't want to eat it. Grandpa likes Snow White the most, so leave it to grandpa."
Ling Sheng smiled, okay, give everything to grandpa: "I bought two boxes. We can't put them both on the cake. Let's eat one box and put one on the cake."
At this time, it was not the season for strawberries. It was difficult to buy Snow White strawberries. She went to several boutique supermarkets before finally buying them. They cost 20 yuan each. Two boxes of 30 strawberries in total cost 600 yuan.
The variety of strawberries I bought on the balcony was also Snow White. I planted a large area. As long as I take good care of it, I can eat fresh strawberries at home.
Finally, 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 a lot of Snow White for you and grandpa."
Outside.
It was getting dark.
Ling Sheng had fried the vegetables and covered them to keep them warm. She didn't know when her father would be back.
Xiaoqi was about to fall asleep after waiting, and looked at Mommy with her eyes open: "Mommy, when will grandpa come back?"
Ling Sheng looked at the time, it was already eleven o'clock, and her birthday was about to pass: "Xiao Qi goes to bed first, I will call you when grandpa comes back."
Xiao Qi shook his head and tried to cheer up to prevent himself from falling asleep: "Xiao Qi won't sleep. Xiao Qi has to wait for grandpa to come back."
When the elevator sounded, Xiaoqi rushed out like a calf with the prepared latte art. Ling Sheng followed behind, and the mother and daughter smiled in understanding.
The door is open.
The mother and son, standing one on the left and one on the right, played latte art, and the ribbons flew into the sky.
"Grandpa, happy birthday."
"Happy birthday, Dad."
Two people spoke in unison.
Ling Sheng also turned off the wait in the living room and said happily: "I'm going to cook longevity noodles right away. It'll be ready in two minutes. Dad, please wait a moment."
Huo Ci narrowed his eyes slightly. He drank too much and his head was in a ball. Under the flickering candlelight, everything in front of him became particularly dazzling, as if he had returned to that day again. The look in his eyes suddenly became condensed, with a scarlet and bloody trace. Come up.
Ling Sheng had just turned around to cook longevity noodles when a strong and pungent smell of wine spread behind her. Before she could react, Huo Ci rushed forward and lifted the dining table with a bang.