Nongbao is three and a half years old in the famine year, and the whole family is a big villain

Luo Yan looked at the exquisitely crafted cake in his hand, his eyes were a little distracted.

He had never seen such a delicate and beautiful pastry, subconsciously moved his nose, and could even smell the sweetness.

There were fifteen whole candles on this cake, which reflected his face.

Under the light of the candlelight, Luo Yan's handsome face flickered on and off, making his facial features more three-dimensional.

Looking up at Luo Yan's dazed expression, Luo Jiaojiao couldn't help feeling a little funny.

From the first time Luo Jiaojiao saw Luo Yan, he has always been mature, stable and strategizing, as if nothing in this world can defeat him.

At this time, he showed the appearance that a teenager who is divided into fifteen or sixteen should have.

"Second brother, close your eyes and make a wish and blow out the candles, so that the wish will come true!" Luo Jiaojiao opened her eyes wide and looked at Luo Yan with great interest.

Everyone's eyes fell on Luo Yan, and their eyes were full of blessings.

Luo Yan felt that he was surrounded by a warmth.

"Second brother, have you made your wish? Hurry up, I want to eat cake!" Luo Yuan's eyes were almost glued to the cake.

He swallowed and said.

Hearing this, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, he closed his eyes, and silently made a wish in his heart.

I wish the family peace and happiness, no disease and no disaster...

After silently saying this sentence in his heart, Luo Yan opened his eyes and gently blew out the candles on the cake.

Then Luo Jiaojiao took out a plastic knife, a few paper cake plates and a few small plastic forks, and put them by Luo Yan's hand.

After stretching out the little finger, these things are of any use.

Holding a plastic knife in his hand, Luo Yan cut the cake into eight portions, one for each person.

Luo Jiaojiao picked up her own piece of cake, and joined Luo Zhe's two furry heads together, eating the cake on the small plate in her hand bit by bit.

The sweet and soft taste exploded in the mouth, and the two delicious children Luo Jiaojiao and Luo Zhe kept shaking their little feet and narrowing their eyes happily.

In modern times, Luo Jiaojiao didn't really like desserts, especially cakes.

She always felt that the sweetness of the cake was a little too boring, and she didn't like it.

It may be because her body has become smaller, but she is always irresistible to these sweet things.

Thinking about it, Luo Jiaojiao stretched out her hand and took another big mouthful of cake and stuffed it into her mouth.

While eating, he swayed his small body.

Looking up, not only her, everyone at the dinner table was fascinated by the charm of the cake.

Xu Chuan was even worse. He ate a full three yuan and was about to reach out for the fourth.

"Master, you've already eaten the third piece. It's not good to overeat. This is what you taught me." Luo Jue said with a serious face.

"You... the old man is already so old, this person can only live once in a lifetime, why are you holding me back?"

Xu Chuanyue spoke more vigorously, reached out and slapped the table fiercely, staring at Luo Jue with both eyes, "Do you regard me as a master or a son? You don't know how to respect the old and love the young at all."

Then he pointed to the cake on the table and said, "Why don't you put it on for the teacher?"

Without changing his face, Luo Jue got up and pushed Xu Chuan's wheelchair, directly pushing Xu Chuan to the corner to make him face the wall and think about it.

In order to prevent Xu Chuan from pushing back by himself, Luo Jue supported Xu Chuan and put him on a chair beside him, pushing the wheelchair far away.

"Luo Jue! You little bastard, you actually treat your master like this!"

"Little brat, wait for me!"

"..."

Xu Chuan was cursing alone.

Luo Jue sat down without changing his face, turning a deaf ear to Xu Chuan's cursing, "Second brother, I wish you a happy birthday."

After eating the cake, everyone unanimously took out the birthday gifts they had prepared.

What Luo Yan gave was books, what Luo Jue gave was a refreshing medicine that he made himself, Uncle Thirteen gave a writing brush that he made himself, and even Luo Zhe, who hadn't been able to speak for a long time, took it out of his pocket. A few candies that have been saved for a long time.

Everyone prepared a birthday gift for Luo Yan, and a small hill was piled up in front of Luo Yan's desk.

He only felt that his eye sockets were slightly hot, and his voice seemed to be a little hoarse.

……

the other side,

Li Jiuxiu was still locked in her house and could not go out, and could only see Dr. An once every seven days.

Although Dr. An said he was willing to do anything for Li Jiuxiu, he was just a doctor of the Jiang family after all.

On weekdays, he couldn't even take a single step out of Jiangfu.

Even if he wanted to teach Luo Jiaojiao and others a lesson, he didn't have much chance.

Li Jiuxiu cursed Jiang's grandmother and Jiang's mistress with resentment on her face.

"Damn old man, he keeps talking about how much he loves me, and if anything happens, he will lock me up indiscriminately!"

"And that Jiang family mistress is not a good thing, no wonder she can't be favored by her husband, bah, she deserves it."

Although there was a lot of dissatisfaction and resentment in her heart, Li Jiuxiu still suppressed her voice.

There were two maids watching at the door, if these words were heard by them, it would be bad if they reached the old lady's ears one day.

She is angry, but she is not stupid.

"Knock", there was a knock on the door.

Li Jiuxiu instantly became vigilant, turned to look outside the door, "Who?"

Two soft voices came from the door, "Miss!"

Miss?

Li Jiuxiu's face was blank for a moment, who is the eldest lady?

"It's okay, I'm just here to see sister Xiu'er, you don't need to worry about me."

It was Jiang Zhiyu's voice.

It turned out that this so-called eldest lady was Jiang Zhiyu.

Li Jiuxiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Then the door opened with a "creak--".

Jiang Zhiyu walked in cautiously.

The maid at the door didn't intend to stop Jiang Zhiyu, and let her in directly.

Jiang Zhiyu's eyes lit up when he saw Li Jiuxiu, and he ran towards Li Jiuxiu, his goose-yellow skirt fluttering in the air.

She took out a folded square white handkerchief from her bosom as if offering a treasure, and put it in Li Jiuxiu's hand.

"I've found it. I've been looking for it for a long time!" Jiang Zhiyu looked at Li Jiuxiu with bright eyes, as if seeking praise.

Li Jiuxiu, who didn't take it seriously at first, changed his expression instantly after seeing the square handkerchief.

She hastily snatched the veil over and opened it carefully, only to see a crooked "Xiu" embroidered on the lower right corner of the veil.

It was embroidered by her, and it was indeed her handkerchief.

Her expression kept changing, she had lost this square handkerchief for two days, but she did not expect to meet her here.

When she thought that if Jiang Zhiyu hadn't found her square handkerchief, if that foreigner took it away, she really couldn't explain why.