The black moonlight brother dressed as the male protagonist

The young master was terribly wronged after being slapped in the face, and ran back to the heaven crying, saying that his elder brother was a bad person, and he didn't want to live with them anymore, so he cried loudly while hugging his mother.

Gan Lu looked at the slap marks on her youngest son's face and felt very distressed.But both sides are their own sons, there is really nothing they can do, they can only coax them all the time.

But the young master didn't listen to the persuasion, the more he persuaded, the more wronged he became, crying and burying his head in his mother's arms, sobbing, "I don't want to see my brother in my life!"

Ganlu patted Pingyu Feng's shoulder, and comforted him softly, "Feng'er, listen to me, your brothers are also doing it for your own good. That trafficker is so dangerous, they are naturally very worried."

Ping Yufeng hummed softly, wiped away tears, and hiccupped uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Gan Lu felt even more distressed. She lightly rubbed her youngest son's blushing face, and sighed, "But this attack was indeed a bit cruel."

Relying on Yufeng avoiding the pain, "Mother, it hurts."

Ganlu followed his example, thought for a while, and said, "Mom is very busy recently, so I really don't have time to deal with your affairs, how about this, it happens that tomorrow is your second brother's birthday, why don't you organize a birthday party for him?" , apologize to him."

Ping Yufeng was even more aggrieved when he heard the words, and said in a crying voice: "I did nothing wrong, why am I apologizing?"

Gan Lu comforted her, "It's true that you have made your brother anxious because you are playful. Naturally, you have to apologize."

Ping Yufeng lowered his head and sobbed, but what his mother said made sense, so he nodded, "Okay."

Ping Yufeng's childishness is actually not very childish, his personality is a bit square, heartless, he cried a lot, and after being coaxed by others, nothing happened.

He knew that his elder brother had been secretly following him to the heaven, so he deliberately shrank behind Fang Cun and jumped in front of him.

"Big brother!"

Fang Cun chased after him from the world, afraid that the child would be too angry to do something after being beaten since he was a child, but now seeing that the child stopped crying, he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's Feng'er, How is it, does it still hurt?"

Ping Yufeng shook his head, "Big brother, I just received a mission."

Fang Cun waited for him to speak, "Let's listen."

"Mother wants me to help Second Brother hold a birthday party in Heaven." Seeing no one around, Ping Yufeng approached mysteriously and said, "But I found out that Second Brother has never held a birthday party in Heaven. Really?"

Fang Cun scratched his head awkwardly, "Yes."

"Then he is too pitiful, don't worry! This time I will definitely do well."

With Yufeng's fighting spirit instantly high, he now feels more distressed for his second brother, he has long since put that slap in the back of his mind, and is ready to wholeheartedly help his second brother hold a birthday banquet.

Just do what you say, Ping Yufeng is happily at the jade table next to him, ready to transform into a pen and paper to write invitations, but this first step is difficult for the young master.

Ping Yufeng is indeed a child who only knows how to play around, so he doesn't know how many people there are in the heaven and how many people he wants to entertain.After spreading out the paper, I couldn't start writing and didn't move anymore, biting the tip of the pen with a distressed expression.

Fang Cun saw that the child was in a hurry, but suddenly stopped, walked over and asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

Ping Yufeng continued to bite the tip of his pen, and said vaguely: "I'm counting the second brother's birthday banquet, how many people will be invited."

Fang Cun said, "Naturally, all the priests in the heavens must be present."

"But I don't know how many priests there are in the heavens, where they live, and whose names they are."

Fang Cun frowned, "It seems that you have lived happily these six years, and you don't care about anything."

"I also want to help my second elder brother do it well, but the first step can stump me, I'm so useless..." Ping Yufeng blamed himself with his head down.

Very good, starting to pack green tea again, Fang Cun has seen this child thoroughly, sure enough, Ping Yufeng's next sentence is right.

"Why don't you help me, brother. If the second brother knows that you helped him arrange it, he will be happy."

Fang Cun refused decisively, "I don't."

Ping Yufeng pouted, "Why?"

"Your second elder brother's current appearance is too scary. Don't say you dare not provoke me, and I dare not provoke him either. It's good that the birthday party is completed, but if it fails, he can't do it for me?"

Ping Yufeng obediently listened to him finish the last word, and then began to cry with his hands covering his face like a playwright, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo old brother, help me.""

Fang Cun looked at him for a long time, then said helplessly, "Okay, I'll help him."

Instead of letting this crying child stay by his side and keep packing green tea, Fang Cun would rather choose to help organize the birthday party and get rid of him quickly.

Isn't it just a birthday party, and it's not like I haven't helped Gan Ting before. For example, last year, when he was going to give Gan Ting a landscape painting, he found Ban Lao and blindly drew a painting that was higher than the roof. Hold it steady, stepped on the painting and tore it apart.

In the end, I had to do it myself, and drew a stick figure at random and gave it to Gan Ting.

For another example, the year before last, Fang Cun was going to give Gan Ting a piece of clothing, but when the tailor picked it up, he and a lady took the wrong clothes. Fang Cun just gave Gan Ting a playful light yellow dress, and said brazenly, Ladies!nice!

Can Gan Ting bear it?

No.

In the end, Fang Cun was beaten up, and with a bruised nose and a swollen face, he wore this light yellow dress for Gan Ting's birthday.

Dimensions: "..."

Looking back on the past a lot, Fang Cun's face is full of regret.

Ping Yufeng was afraid that he would go back on his word, so he quickly stuffed the pen and paper into Fang Cun's bosom, turned around and ran away, "Then please take care of big brother!"

Fangcun was reluctant to accept this task, but in fact, he was quite looking forward to it. After all, organizing Gan Ting’s birthday every year is a war. Either you die or I die. Fangcun wants to see if he compromises or is willing this time. Ting compromised.

Step one, blow up the balloon.

Fang Cun finds Pai Xiu, whom he hasn't seen for a long time, and spends a lot of money to buy some balloons, but he forgot to buy a pump.Unexpectedly, these fairies, like seeing some rare objects, don't know how to blow up balloons, and they have to teach them how to blow up balloons, because they can't control their strength, and they have already blown up more than a dozen balloons.

The priests panted and said, "Your Highness, is your thing reliable?"

"Of course it's reliable, keep blowing."

A little fairy was paralyzed from exhaustion, "But more than a dozen have been blown up, you won't be cheated by profiteers, right?"

Fang Cun looked like a fool, "You guys blow it up so big, can this balloon not burst? Take it easy and blow it up."

"Yes..." The priests finally took a break, and when they heard this, they picked up the balloon again listlessly, and started to blow it up slowly.

Ping Yufeng was also on the sidelines and couldn't stand it any longer, pondering for a moment, "Big brother, I think you are not very reliable, can these few balls make the second brother calm down?"

Fang Cun grabbed his collar bluntly and carried him away, "What do you know, kid, go play in the mud."

Ping Yufeng didn't like his elder brother treating him like a child, touched his neckline in dissatisfaction, snorted and was about to turn around and leave, but before he took two steps, he suddenly turned back and hugged him. With square inch thighs, she hid behind him tremblingly.

Fang Cun followed Ping Yufeng's frightened eyes and looked over.

Gan Ting looked leisurely like a young boy playing, and looked around at the exhausted priests, "Which song are you singing?"

Fang Cun thought for a while, and found a random reason, "I'm training them, and I'm idle in Tiangong all day long, why don't I get up and exercise."

How could those priests dare to speak, they could only nod and bow their heads, "Yes, yes, what His Highness said is true."

Gan Ting approached, bent down and picked up a fully inflated balloon from the ground, "Why, instead of releasing pigeons this year, you will release balloons instead?"

"You...can you see through it without revealing it?"

Gan Ting shrugged his shoulders. Over the years, he has seen through everything, "The key point is that your methods are too stereotyped. Every year I can guess what you want to do. It's boring."

"Boring?" Fang Cun was in a hurry, and asked Ping Yufeng to comment, "Feng'er, he said I was boring, did you hear that?!"

Ping Yufeng struggled to push him away, "Slow down, I'm not deaf."

Fang Cun said angrily, "Okay, okay Gan Ting, you dare to challenge me."

Gan Ting helplessly supported his forehead, "Here again...I never said that."

Fang Cun instantly felt insulted, rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll show you today what a wonderful birthday party is."

"boom--!"

A sound resounded through the blue sky, and the fireworks exploded in the night. The bright and gorgeous golden lotus blossoms wrapped some of the blue flowers, illuminating the golden palace like lightning and thunder, which lasted for a long time.

Although it is often said that in the heavens, the sky full of fireworks in the human world can often be seen, but these fireworks attracted by Fangcun are indeed different from ordinary ones, each has its own status and is colorful.

The little fairy envoys had never seen a firework with words, so they looked up curiously.

Gan Ting looked up at the bright sky, "What's the trick? It's not like the usual banquets, nothing new."

Ping Yufeng liked the fireworks show quite a bit at first, but when he saw the calm expression of the second brother, he asked in a worried voice: "Big brother, if this banquet is not well managed, will I be beaten to death by the second brother? "

"What are you all in a hurry for? You're always so impatient that you can't eat hot tofu. The best thing, of course, is the finale. If you have this time to be anxious, why don't you look forward to what I will give you?"

Ping Yufeng said loudly: "I guess it's red mushrooms! I heard that big brother likes to eat them the most."

Gan Ting shook his head, "I guess he must be like last year, randomly find a piece of rice paper to paint and draw as a gift, after all, it is difficult for him to come up with any tricks in such a short time."

Ping Yufeng suddenly realized: "It turns out that big brother always sends these weird things!"

"Hey." Fang Cun raised his chin, "Here comes something strange."

The khaki-colored little Pixiu was hanging on a balloon and floated slowly, with a look of unlovely expression on his face, holding a square box in his hand.

Gan Ting tilted his head and looked at Pixiu for a moment, "You want to give this Pixiu to me?"

"boom!"

Fireworks reflected the sky, and there was another deafening bang, and a flower ball exploded, accompanied by the prosperous songs and music, and scattered a lot of gold foam like war rockets, overwhelming the sky and covering the sky, the fire trees and silver flowers, and the lights and candles were brilliant.

The balloon that Xiao Pixiu was hanging on also exploded with a bang, it didn't react for a while, and fell heavily to the ground with a sad face.

Fang Cun covered his mouth and couldn't help laughing, and walked over to pick up the square box in his arms.

Gan Ting was curious, "What's in here."

"Open it and see for yourself." Fang Cun handed it over.

Gan Ting was puzzled. He didn't expect that Fang Cun secretly hid something he didn't know. He opened it for a moment of novelty. Inside the box was a spar that was much brighter than fireworks, inlaid on a ring ring.

Fang Cun smiled and took out the ring, "Will you marry me?"

"I'll marry you."

Fang Cun didn't wait for him to finish, grabbed his hand and ran out, "It's too late to regret."