Can I still save it? [Transmigration Book]

During the time spent with Song Wenqian and his wife, Su Yunjing regarded them as his family.

It's just that he is not an eight-year-old child. He knows that it is not easy to earn money, and he also knows that because of the original owner's illness, the family will spend a lot of money.

So every time he made a request, he was somewhat embarrassed.

This time when he went to the market to buy shoes, Su Yunjing didn't have any special requirements for the brand, as long as it was cheap and comfortable.

After shopping all morning, I ate a bowl of wonton and half a piece of puff pastry at a small restaurant at noon.

After eating and buying everything that should be bought, Song Wenqian took Su Yunjing to the hardware store.

When they arrived at the building materials market, Su Yunjing used Song Wenqian's mobile phone to call Fu Hanzhou.

"I was taken into the store by my mother, and I have to stay with them until after get off work. I'll check my homework later."

"Ah."

"Do you want candied haws? I'll bring you a bunch when I go back."

Fu Hanzhou didn't speak, and after a while he asked quietly, "Is it just for me?"

Su Yunjing didn't know why Fu Hanzhou would ask such a question suddenly, he didn't think too much, and said with a smile, "Yes, do you want to eat?"

"Then you can buy it." Fu Hanzhou's Qingling voice was brisk.

In the evening, Su Yunjing went to Fu Hanzhou with a bunch of candied haws.

The bright red hawthorn was poured with a thin layer of rock sugar. The bright color made Su Yunjing, who was holding a candied haws, become the focus of attention as soon as he entered the orphanage.

Su Yunjing: ...

With more than 20 pairs of eyes looking at him, Su Yunjing was a little overwhelmed.

He stood at the gate of the orphanage, not daring to go in.

Just when Su Yunjing was hesitating, a thin, handsome boy with a straight back came over.

With calm eyes and indifferent expression, he walked over, took the candied haws in Su Yunjing's hand, and left without looking sideways.

If Fu Hanzhou hadn't been only seven years old, he would have only taken candied haws.

With his arrogant appearance, Su Yunjing thought he was the overlord who came out of ancient idol dramas!

Su Yunjing is not as thick-skinned as him, and he can eat alone with such peace of mind.

Under the angry, disappointed, or pitiful eyes of the crowd, the dog followed Fu Hanzhou furtively.

It's like a little follower behind the overlord.

The true nature of the capital tycoons and ordinary people is fully revealed at this moment.

Ordinary people like Su Yunjing can't ignore the 'suffering' of the people like Fu Hanzhou, a future capital tycoon.

But there is no way, his abilities are limited now, so it would be nice if he could raise Fu Hanzhou to be fat.

When Su Yunjing lamented that he was small and weak, Fu Hanzhou stuffed him with a mouthful of candied haws.

Hmm, it's pretty sweet.

Su Yunjing took a bite, it was a childhood memory.

The candied haws are all picked now, not as fresh as when I was a child.

At this time, the candied haws are very watery, and the sweetness is mixed with the sour taste of hawthorn juice.

After feeding Su Yunjing a piece first, Fu Hanzhou lowered his head and took a bite of the candied haws.

His lips are very bright, reflecting the luster of ice molasses, and there is a hawthorn stuffed in his mouth.

When Fu Hanzhou frowned and chewed the sticky hawthorn, he finally had a bit of a lively childishness.

Su Yunjing said suddenly, "By the way, it's my birthday the day after tomorrow, so you can come to our house for dinner tonight."

Fu Hanzhou stopped biting the candied haws, and he looked up at Su Yunjing.

Now the days are short and the nights are long, and it starts to get dark at six o'clock, and the tube buildings opposite are lit up one after another.

The Wanjia lights in the distance cast into Fu Hanzhou's dark eyes brightly and secretly, and were finally swallowed up, only those eyes became more and more deep.

"Is it just me?" he asked.

Su Yunjing didn't understand what Fu Hanzhou meant for a while, "It's not you alone, but also my parents, who are celebrating their birthday at my house."

Su Yunjing was afraid that he didn't understand, so he repeated, "I invite you to our house, I have already told my mother, she will tell the dean's mother."

"Is it just the four of us?" Fu Hanzhou asked persistently.

Su Yunjing: "Yes, just the four of us."

After receiving Su Yunjing's affirmative answer, Fu Hanzhou continued to bite the candied haws with satisfaction.

Su Yunjing's tone was a little cautious, "When is your birthday?"

Fu Hanzhou shook his head with a calm expression, "I don't know, I don't have a birthday, nor have I ever passed it."

After Fu Hanzhou's mother gave birth to him, his condition has been unstable, and he beat and scolded him.

Although both the birth certificate and the household registration book have the date of birth, Fu Hanzhou has never seen these two things.

Fu Hanzhou never celebrates his birthday, Su Yunjing knows this, it was mentioned in the novel.

An unfortunate childhood often takes a lifetime to heal.

Fu Hanzhou later met a girl who could heal him, but the other was the heroine, and he was the second male lead.

The saddest thing in the world is this!

So Su Yunjing wanted to give Fu Hanzhou a happy childhood, and also hoped that he would not get involved in other people's love.

"Since you don't have a birthday, use my birthday. I was born on the tenth day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar, and the tenth day of the ninth month will also be your birthday."

"My mother said she would buy me a birthday cake, and we'll blow out the candles together."

Su Yunjing's bright eyes reflected the dazed Fu Hanzhou.

He hadn't reacted yet, but subconsciously nodded.

Su Yunjing's voice and smile were bright and clean, "Then it's settled, I'll pick you up after school the day after tomorrow."

Fu Hanzhou was shaken by his smile, for some reason, a kind of joy burst out from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't suppress it no matter what.

"it is good."

Fu Hanzhou's eyes were slightly bent, forming a beautiful arc.

Seeing Fu Hanzhou smile, Su Yunjing was taken aback for a moment, then raised his hand and stroked Xiao Kujiao's head.

No matter how mature Fu Hanzhou usually appears, he is still a seven-year-old child, so he has an inexplicable yearning for his birthday.

Su Yunjing is a rogue, he didn't tell Fu Hanzhou about his birthday present, he planned to give Fu Hanzhou a surprise the day after tomorrow.

On her birthday, Song Wenqian went to the orphanage to pick up Fu Hanzhou in person.

It's just a dinner, and Song Wenqian lives across the street, so he knows everything.

So the dean's mother didn't say much, just asked them to send Fu Hanzhou back before eight o'clock.

In order to celebrate Su Yunjing Fu Hanzhou's birthday, Song Wenqian ordered an eight-inch cake.

The cake is full of words, wishing Mingming and Hanzhou a happy birthday.

Song Wenqian specially ordered two birthday hats from the cake shop.

Su Yunjing folded a birthday hat, knocked on Fu Hanzhou's head, his eyes were stained with a smile, "Happy birthday."

Fu Hanzhou touched the red paper crown on his head.

Knowing that this is a fake, it is a way for the merchant to deceive children, he has never disdained it before.

But someone really put it on his head, and Fu Hanzhou rubbed the crown with joy in his heart.

He gently touched the edge of the crown, his movements were delicate and careful.

Seeing Fu Hanzhou's small movements, Su Yunjing thought to himself, he should be happy.

Fu Hanzhou touched it for a while before looking up at Su Yunjing.

The black eyes fixedly stared at Su Yunjing's head, as if asking silently, why didn't you wear it?

Su Yunjing has already passed the age of longing for birthdays, and he is no longer interested in birthday cakes and crowns.

But under Fu Hanzhou's gaze, he still put on a hat for himself.

Song Wenqian brought out the freshly steamed glutinous rice ribs from the kitchen, and said to the two of them, "What are you two little birthday stars doing standing around?"

Putting the ribs on the dining table, Song Wenqian grabbed a handful of melon seeds and gave them to Fu Hanzhou.

"Han Zhou, treat this place as your own home, don't be polite. Eat some melon seeds first, and when his father comes back, we can blow out the candles and cut the cake."

Fu Hanzhou thanked politely, "Thank you, Auntie."

He is very good-looking, with red lips and white teeth, delicate eyebrows, and when he hides his cold face, he looks very cute.

When Song Wenqian saw Fu Hanzhou like this, her maternal love was instantly aroused.

"Oh, this child is really sensible." Song Wenqian pinched Fu Hanzhou's porcelain white and tender face, "Wenwen is quiet, like a little girl."

Su Yunjing: ...

Xiao Kujiao didn't like others touching him, Song Wenqian pinched his face, it was rare that he didn't show disgust and disgust, his black and white eyes were innocent.

That's right, it's quite wearable.