How to spend the 8 million won after rebirth

The car was speeding on the highway and when it arrived at Deng's house, it was still a few minutes before twelve o'clock.

Su Yelai remembered that Mo Xiaoting said that the password was her birthday, so she subconsciously entered 1201. The system prompted an error. She was stunned for a moment before realizing that her birthday was actually fake.

According to the hospital's birth information, she should have the same birthday as Deng Jiuyue, July 7, but the date on the ID card given to her by Su's mother was changed to December 18.

Just as she was about to re-enter the information, the door opened and Mo Xiaoting appeared at the door in thin pajamas. There was a cool breeze in the night and she started coughing uncontrollably.

He didn't even say, "You're here."

Su Yelai quickly closed the door and said, "Let's go in and talk."

Mo Xiaoting coughed for a while, her eyes reddened, and she took Su Yelai into the house, mumbling: "Your room has been tidied up. It's on the second floor. I don't know what style you like. Judging from your usual dress, you should like warm yellow. I changed the sheets and quilt covers to light yellow."

Su Yelai listened to her for a few words in silence and then asked her, "Have you ordered the birthday cake? There are only five minutes left. I will celebrate your birthday."

Tears welled up in Mo Xiaoting's slightly red eyes. Her pretty face had lost its color due to her illness, but it also made her look more pitiful. Su Yelai didn't know when she softened her attitude towards her.

Maybe it was because she looked so weak and helpless, maybe it was because of her sticky nature, or maybe it was simply because she was nice to her.

Su Yelai doesn't have high requirements for people. As long as others are nice to her, she will always respond with a corresponding degree of goodwill, and this goodwill will turn into a response.

When she thinks back on this night in the future, she will be very glad that she came and celebrated her last birthday with her so that she will not have any regrets.

Later someone asked, what does your mother look like?

Su Yelai thought a lot, but what she thought of most was tonight. She would answer: "Like light water under the moonlight."

Her tears are like ripples on the water, seemingly weak but long-lasting. However, when you scoop up the water to catch the moon, the reflection of the moon will be shattered by you.

In fact, it was a rainy night and the moonlight had long disappeared. The light in the room was warm, but Su Yelai seemed to see fragmented moonlight.

"In the refrigerator." Mo Xiaoting walked to the refrigerator, opened the door, and turned back with a bright smile.

Su Yelai then realized that she looked like a child when she smiled.

"Well, I'll sing you a happy birthday song."

"it is good."

Candles are lit and lights are turned off.

Su Yelai seldom sings, and even less often sings the birthday song, but tonight she sang two versions, and Mo Xiaoting clapped her hands and hummed along.

"I want to make a wish." Mo Xiaoting was in high spirits. She walked to the candle and, like a devout believer, clasped her hands in front of her forehead, closed her eyes and recited silently.

It was already past midnight when we blew out the candles.

Su Yelai said loudly: "Happy birthday"

"Thank you, thank you my daughter." Mo Xiaoting's eyes were filled with tears again. She lowered her head, but when she mentioned her daughter, a look of loss flashed across the corners of her eyes.

Su Yelai knew that she missed Deng Jiuyue and felt a little unhappy, but she still held back.

"What wish did you make?" Su Yelai smiled slightly.

"My first wish is that my daughter can be safe and healthy. My second wish is that I can get better."

Su Yelai's eyes flickered, not knowing who the daughter here referred to was, or whether it meant both of them.

When he heard that she cared about her health, Su Lai comforted her: "Cooperate with the doctor, don't think too much, just eat and drink like a little pig, and you will get better."

Mo Xiaoting chuckled and lowered her eyelashes.

She didn't say everything, but she hoped that she would get better and live until her daughter got married, so that she could personally bring her to the stage and watch her walk into the marriage hall.

She vaguely felt that she might not be able to hold on for much longer.

It’s already past the time when I made the wish. I wonder if it will be invalid?

"Let's go upstairs and sleep." Su Yelai pulled her hand.

"it is good."

Su Yelai was really tired. She fell asleep almost as soon as she touched the pillow. When she woke up the next day, her stomach was rumbling. Then she realized she had not eaten since yesterday afternoon.

Just then, the smell of food came in through the crack of the door of the room. Su Yelai sat up from the bed, turned over, climbed out of bed, and went downstairs in her slippers.

Mo Xiaoting and an older nanny were in the kitchen. When they heard the noise, they turned around and said with a smile, "You're awake. Breakfast is almost ready. Go sit in the living room for a while."

When the nanny saw Su Yelai for the first time, her round face was full of smiles: "This is the young lady, right? She looks exactly like Mr. Deng and Miss Mo."

Mo Xiaoting nodded: "She looks a lot like her grandfather."

Su Yelai responded politely, went upstairs to wash up, and when she came down, the meal was already ready.

Su Yelai and Mo Xiaoting sat face to face and ate, which felt a bit strange.

When she was young, she was the one who made breakfast for the family and the whole family would eat together.

Since the family only had a small electric scooter with a very crowded seat, she could only take her younger brother to school. She would eat a few bites in a hurry, pick up a cake and eat it on the way, while walking quickly to school.

In her concept, breakfast is not an enjoyment at all, but purely a task to be completed. If she doesn't eat, she will be hungry, so the experience is very bad.

Later, I lived in a dormitory on campus and had breakfast in the cafeteria with my classmates. Although I didn’t have to get up early in the morning to cook, and I didn’t have to rush into the school while chewing bread, it was still not very comfortable.

Later, she started working. Although she got married, her husband was not at home. She got used to having breakfast alone, either making something simple at home or eating at a restaurant before going to the company.

For her, breakfast is mostly just about completing instructions.

Her stomach showed that she was hungry and it was time to eat, so she picked a few things to fill her stomach.

What really made her feel different was in her own villa. Jin Minghe had just returned and Yu Yi had just moved in. Several people sat around the table discussing what to eat for breakfast tomorrow. Yu Yi was very particular about food and had many options, so the styles of breakfast began to change like flowers.

At that time, I was not just coping, I was really enjoying it.

But later on, Jin Minghe was often away and rarely came back, so that atmosphere faded.

She had lived in the Qin residence for a few days before and had breakfast with Grandpa Qin and Grandma Qin. She felt warm at the time, but she did not completely consider herself as a member of the Qin family.

No matter how intimate we are, there always seems to be a veil between us.

It's different than now.

Although the two of them were eating quietly, she was surrounded by a leisurely and warm feeling.