Can I still save it? [Transmigration Book]

When Lu Tao came back, he bought a small four-wheel drive racing car for Su Yunjing and Fu Hanzhou alone.

With the popularity of the cartoon Four-Wheel Brothers, four-wheel drive vehicles are sold at the school gate.

Lu Tao listened to the advice of selling lights in the store next door, bought two racing cars when passing by the store, and bought a racing track with a big sum.

Then, without any surprise, Song Wenqian gave her a hard time.

"What are you buying this for? There is only such a large space in the house. Once you put such a thing around, there is no place to put your feet in the living room."

"Today is the children's birthday, and I also want to make them happy." Lu Tao hurriedly pulled the two children to block the gun, "Son, are you happy with the gift Dad bought you?"

If more than ten years ago, he had such a father, Su Yunjing would be happy to take off.

After all, who didn't have a racing dream back then?

Su Yunjing nodded with dignity, "Happy."

"Do you like the gift uncle bought for you?" Lu Tao asked Fu Hanzhou again.

Fu Hanzhou, who was dragged into the water inexplicably, nodded like Su Yunjing.

Lu Tao immediately responded, "Look, both children are happy."

Song Wenqian didn't want to argue with him anymore, so she said angrily, "Wash your hands and eat!"

The corners of Lu Tao's mouth twitched, and his smile was a little twitchy, "Design!"

Song Wenqian lit a ring of candles on the cake, and everyone sang birthday blessing songs together.

Su Yunjing turned to Fu Hanzhou and said, "Let's blow out the candles together."

His bright eyes reflected the flickering candlelight, dotted with stars, and the depths seemed to be melting honey-colored syrup.

Fu Hanzhou only felt very warm and sweet.

He nodded, leaned over with Su Yunjing, and blew out the candle.

After blowing out the candles, Su Yunjing took a transparent plastic knife and started cutting the cake.

After he cut it, Song Wenqian put it on the cake tray.

Su Yunjing gave the first piece of cake to Song Wenqian, "Mom, you have worked hard."

Song Wenqian was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and patted his head, "It's because my son knows that he loves me."

Lu Tao lying on the gun: "..."

Su Yunjing cut another piece and gave it to Lu Tao, "Father, you have worked hard."

Lu Tao sighed: "It's still my son who knows that he loves me."

Song Wenqian glared at Lu Tao.

After Su Yunjing cut a piece for Fu Hanzhou, he whispered something in his ear.

Seeing the two little guys biting their ears, Song Wenqian thought it was very interesting, and asked with a smile, "What are you whispering?"

"It's nothing." After biting his ears, Su Yunjing sat down calmly.

He just told Fu Hanzhou to let him eat less cake, and if he still wants to eat, he will bring it to him tomorrow.

Eating too much cake is prone to indigestion.

Fu Hanzhou was very obedient, he really only ate one piece.

After dinner, Su Yunjing asked Song Wenqian for permission, "Mom, it's not yet eight o'clock, can I give Hanzhou a bath at home?"

"Are you bathing Hanzhou?" Song Wenqian couldn't laugh or cry, "You just learned to bathe yourself, so you dare to bathe others?"

Su Yunjing: "..."

With an eight-year-old face on his face, his parents would suspect anything he did.

But Fu Hanzhou didn't like others to touch him very much, so after Su Yunjing got to know him well, Fu Hanzhou didn't feel so disgusted.

"He can take a bath by himself, so I'll wash his hair. Mom, find me the waterproof shower cap that the kid washes his hair with."

With Su Yunjing's repeated assurances, Song Wenqian finally let go.

"When foaming, let Hanzhou lower his head so that the shampoo won't splash into his eyes."

"I see."

"Try the water temperature before turning on the nozzle, don't burn Han Zhou."

"it is good."

"Clean clothes, I'll hang them here for you, put them on before you come out, don't catch a cold."

"Ah."

Song Wenqian gave Su Yunjing several instructions before she left.

Just as Su Yunjing was about to close the bathroom door, Song Wenqian turned back and said worriedly, "Why don't I wash it for you."

Su Yunjing: "..."

Lu Tao couldn't stand listening anymore, so he came over and dragged Song Wenqian away.

Su Yunjing closed the door, turned around and said helplessly to Fu Hanzhou, "My mother is afraid that I will sting your eyes."

Moms like to worry.

Fu Hanzhou sat on the small bench and looked up at Su Yunjing.

The warm orange light from Yuba cast a beautiful halo on Fu Hanzhou's soft and thin black hair.

The child with exquisite eyebrows, his eyes are black and shiny, but he is not as cold and creepy as before, but very well-behaved.

Su Yunjing felt that Xiao Kujiao today seemed to have changed from a fierce and cold wolf cub to a lamb just out of the sheepfold.

Su Yunjing's heart softened a little.

He squatted in front of Fu Hanzhou, took the shower cap Song Wenqian gave him for children to wash their hair, and put it on for Fu Hanzhou.

Tiptoing to take off the shower head, Su Yunjing tried the water temperature first.

After feeling that the water temperature was suitable, he asked Fu Hanzhou to lower his head.

The moment the shower poured down, Fu Hanzhou suddenly closed his eyes and clenched his cheeks.

Feeling the tenseness of Fu Hanzhou's body, Su Yunjing hastily removed the shower, and he asked, "What's wrong, is the water temperature inappropriate, hot or cold?"

The water was warm, not as cold as Fu Hanzhou imagined, which made him purse his lips.

Fu Hanzhou shook his head, "It's neither cold nor hot, very good."

Hearing this, Su Yunjing was relieved. He wet Fu Hanzhou's hair with the shower, then turned off the water, and squeezed some ice-cold shampoo.

Su Yunjing frothed from the palm of his hand before wiping it on Fu Hanzhou's hair.

His nails were cut very short by Song Wenqian, and when his fingers passed through Fu Hanzhou's hair and gently rubbed his scalp, he would not feel any discomfort.

Fu Hanzhou lowered his eyelashes, water mist lingered in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and his fair face was steamed with a slight blush.

I don't know if the temperature here is too high, Fu Hanzhou is top-heavy.

Surrounded by strange things, Su Yunjing in front of him also became unreal.

Fu Hanzhou suddenly felt a panic and fear in his heart.

Su Yunjing's voice was very ethereal, as if he was far away from him.

"Close your eyes, I'll rinse off the shampoo for you."

Fu Hanzhou's headache got worse, the small space was grotesquely distorted, and he gasped for breath.

Su Yunjing didn't notice Fu Hanzhou's abnormality. He was washing someone's hair for the first time, and he felt awkward no matter what, so he adjusted his posture several times.

Suddenly, Fu Hanzhou grabbed the hem of his clothes tightly.

Ok?

Su Yunjing asked Fu Hanzhou puzzled, "Did you stung your eyes?"

Fu Hanzhou didn't speak, he grabbed Fu Hanzhou vigorously, then leaned over and leaned on Su Yunjing's shoulder.

Like a tired bird returning to its nest.

Fu Hanzhou's whole world became quiet, and those distorted and chaotic things disappeared one by one.

He also wore a waterproof shower cap on his head, and the dripping water made Su Yunjing's clothes wet a lot.

Looking at the overly docile little Kujiao lying on his shoulder, Su Yunjing couldn't help rubbing his head, "What's wrong?"

Fu Hanzhou said softly, "Happy birthday."

This is his day and the first time in his life to say happy birthday to someone.

Su Yunjing smiled, "Happy birthday to you too."

Fu Hanzhou closed his eyes, with wet eyelashes hanging on his eyelids, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Well, today is his birthday too.