"That's all, just think that I am being unreasonable." He gently put his chin on my forehead, sighed, and continued to ask: "If you don't like that person named Song, why did you receive his gift?

Would you be that happy?"

I shrunk my head and stopped struggling.

Even when I yelled at him just now, he was not angry at all, and hugged me back, without any intention of strangling me to death. This shows that he really has no ill intentions towards me.

"Next month is my birthday." I said lonely.

He hugged me and responded with a faint hum. "I know."

I sighed: "But next month is actually my sister's birthday."

He paused and asked, "What do you mean?"

I smiled sadly: "I am an orphan. I was thrown on a grave deep in the mountains a few days after I was born. My mother-in-law happened to pick me up when she went up the mountain to burn death anniversary papers. She saw how pitiful I was and took me back.

Family care.

One thing I knew very well when I was very young is that orphans do not have birthdays. From the time I can remember, my mother-in-law told me that she picked up my sister and I from the ravine, and she treated both of us very well.

Everyone will be treated equally and will never be partial.

It’s just that my sister is a few months younger than me, so she deliberately takes care of her more in many aspects. She told me about her sister’s tragic life experience. She said that her father lost his footing and fell off a cliff while going up the mountain to collect medicine.

No, my sister's mother couldn't bear the shock of losing her husband, so she hung herself from a hemp rope.

My younger sister, like me, was brought home by her when she was just born. My younger sister was very weak when she was a child. When my younger sister and I were eating together, I would always snatch her rations. This led to my younger sister growing up when she was four or five years old.

He is still skinny, with a sallow complexion and a malnourished appearance.

Later, every time my sister got sick, my mother-in-law would tell me that my sister became so thin because of me. When I grow up and become successful, I have to protect my sister and help her raise her.

When I heard my mother-in-law say this, I felt very uncomfortable. I also thought that it was me who caused my sister to be so frail and sick... I was twice as kind to my sister, giving her new clothes, new toys, and all the good things.

When I was six years old, Brother Qiangzi from the same village told me that everyone has a birthday, everyone has to celebrate their birthday, and they have to eat red eggs when celebrating their birthday. I asked my mother-in-law, I said, mother-in-law, why does my sister have a birthday every year?

But I can't do it on my birthday. My sister's birthday is very lively every year and she can eat a lot of good things, but I can't.

My mother-in-law told me that my sister was originally a child from the same village, so she knew exactly when her birthday was. But I was not from the same village, so I didn’t know the date of birth. If I didn’t know the date of birth, I couldn’t celebrate my birthday randomly, as the lady giving birth would blame her.

of.

When I was a child, I believed whatever my mother-in-law said. Although I was disappointed, I accepted my fate. Until I was twelve years old, during my sister’s birthday, I accidentally broke a bowl of chicken noodle soup, and my mother-in-law beat me.

My head was broken...

In my memory, my mother-in-law was very angry that day. She took a broom and whipped me hard with the broom handle. She cried while whipping me, calling me a debt collector and a life-seeking Rakshasa. She said that the twelve-year-old is auspicious.

In order to pray for the child's safe life, I broke the tribute given by the Empress to send her son. When the Empress to send her son was angry, she would take away her sister.

She said harsh words to me, saying that if my sister did anything wrong, she would throw me into the lake to fill her belly. That was the first time I saw my mother-in-law so angry. I knew I was in trouble, so I ran into the mountains to steal by myself.

Crying.

And it happened that that day I met an uncle who went up the mountain to cut firewood. After listening to my cry, the uncle smiled and rubbed my head and told me that it was okay. If the tribute is not served on the table, it is not considered a gift.

Even if the things belonging to the empress are broken, the empress will not be angry as a gift. The mother-in-law just cares too much about her sister.

I felt wronged and scared. Even though my uncle said so, I still didn’t dare to go home. When it got dark, my mother-in-law, who had calmed down, dragged me home. That time my mother-in-law was angry without any warning.

The anger also dissipated quickly.

And from that year on, my mother-in-law counted my birthday on the same day as my sister’s birthday, and started celebrating my birthday with my sister every year.

In fact, apart from allowing me to eat a bowl of longevity noodles every year on my birthday, everything else is exactly the same as before. My mother-in-law also allows me to eat red eggs, but she never prepares gifts for me.

It's just that on the surface, every year on my sister's birthday from now on, my mother-in-law will press an extra copy of my name under the statue of the Queen who gave birth to the child. On the back of the red paper with my name, the same birth date and horoscope as my sister's are written...

Later, when my sister and I went to high school, it was also popular in mountain villages to eat cakes on birthdays. My family was poor and my mother-in-law couldn't afford the extra money, so on our birthday, she only bought a small cake for my sister. She also

I would tie a longevity knot for my sister, but I don’t have it either.

My classmates also made an appointment on my sister and I's birthday, and only gave gifts to my sister, not me... They all said that I was a bastard, a wild child outside, and they all hated me.

Originally, I always thought that everyone doted on my younger sister more just because my younger sister was weak. Later, when I was in college, I learned by chance that my mother-in-law and my younger sister were related by blood. As for what kind of relationship it was.

I don't know the blood relationship, maybe she is the granddaughter, or maybe she is the granddaughter.

My family is from the Miao witch tribe, and the witch tribe’s bloodline is quite messy... and they are also very strict in their mouths.”

When it came to the more sad part, I raised my hands to cover my eyes and held back from crying: "I have never received a gift since I was a child. I actually really hope to receive a gift... After I went to college, I

I never go home again, and I don’t have any fun celebrating my birthday every year.

During the Chinese New Year this year, Song Shanshan asked about my birthday, and I told her. Mr. Song gave me a gift, and he probably heard the news about my birthday from Shanshan.

I was happy to get the gift, not because I liked anyone, but because it was the first gift I had ever received in my life."

He got the answer from me, and the arms holding me tightened subconsciously.

I pretended to be relaxed and murmured in a self-deprecating tone: "Okay now, there is no first gift. Forget it, maybe I am not suitable for birthdays in this life."

As if he realized his mistake, the cold Dragon Lord pressed my head closer to his chest and apologized softly: "I didn't expect this to be the reason. I was just afraid.

...I just thought that a woman had deceived me like this before...

That’s it, Xiaoran, I won’t scare you indiscriminately like this anymore. I’ll help you prepare this year’s gift.”

"No need." I rubbed my sore eyes and muttered angrily into his arms: "I don't want your gift. Besides, who would celebrate the birthday of his own plaything? It's ridiculous."

"Plaything..." He kissed my forehead with pity, and said in a low-key manner: "I take back all the words I said before. I hope my wife can forgive me this time.

"

"Take it back? If you say it out loud, how can you take back the water that was thrown out?" I angrily blamed him.

He raised his eyebrows, hugged my head and looked as gentle as jade and affectionate as in the previous dream: "I should know that you are different from others.

Talking about playthings is all nonsense from me. Xiao Ran, don’t blame me.
Chapter completed!