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Chapter 122 Birthday

On this day, Fei Jingting took Fu Yunzhao for a casual walk around Huangpu Beach. They ate local food and Western food made by foreigners. However, after eating it, Fu Yunzhao didn't think highly of her. She is a girl from Xiangxi and usually likes spicy food.

The local dishes with thick oily red sauce and the half-cooked foreign steak were obviously not to her taste.

As night fell, Fu Yunzhao returned dejectedly. Fei Jingting asked Fu Yunzhao to go back to the room for a while, and then he went back to decorate the room. In the past few months, the system had not given him any good things, food, clothing, or even electronics.

There are no shortage of products, so I just picked them up to make a gift for Fu Yunzhao.

Half an hour later, Fei Jingting walked out of the room, walked to Fu Yunzhao's door and knocked. As soon as his finger fell on the door, Fu Yunzhao couldn't wait to open the door from the inside. The little girl looked at Fei Yunzhao expectantly.

Jing Ting said: "Brother Jing Ting, have you prepared a gift for me? Huh? Where is the gift?"

That money-obsessed look made Fei Jingting couldn't help but reach out and rub her head, and said with a smile: "When you're ready, it's in my room. Let's go over and have a look."

"Oh." Fu Yunzhao responded, but suddenly started to squirm. The little girl was confused and thinking wildly. Could it be that brother Jingting suddenly enlightened and wanted to do something good with her tonight? Isn't she too hasty?

?Oh, no preparation at all. Brother Jingting is so annoying.

When she came to the door, the little girl's face was already flushed. She lowered her head and looked at her toes. She kept kneading the corners of her clothes with her hands. Without paying attention, she put her head on Fei Jingting's back.

"Hey, what are you doing? You don't know where to look when you're walking."

"I, I'm just nervous."

Fei Jingting said: "Why should you be nervous about celebrating your birthday? Now, I'll cover your eyes first, and when I let go, you can see for yourself what I've prepared for you."

Saying that, he did not allow Fu Yunzhao to refuse. He walked around, stretched out his hands to cover Fu Yunzhao's eyes, kicked open the door, and pushed the little girl all the way into the room.

Fu Yunzhao's eyes were blindfolded, and his heart suddenly pounded like a deer, expecting and feeling anxious at the same time. He smelled the breath on Fei Jingting's hands with his mouth and nose, and estimated that he had reached the bed, and he stopped as expected. The little girl thought it was...

If you take one step, you will be pushed on the bed. At this time, Fei Jingting said: "Okay, I will count to three, and you will open your eyes."

"Ready, one, two, three!"

With his hands suddenly removed, Fu Yunzhao opened his eyes and blinked a few times before his vision became clear again. Looking up, he saw that there was indeed a bed in front of him, but the bed was covered with colorful balloons, and surrounded by a small box with a

The ribbon was tied with a bow.

This gift seems a little different from what she expected?

Fei Jingting stepped forward and picked up the gift box. After opening it, he revealed something like a large horseshoe inside. He hung it on Fu Yunzhao's ear, reached out and tapped it, and a burst of melodious music suddenly came from Fu Yunzhao's ears.

Listening to the melodious music, the little girl instantly forgot her disappointment and asked curiously: "Brother Jingting, what is this?"

"Headphones." To be precise, they are Bluetooth sports headphones with built-in storage function. Fei Jingting got them after signing in. He took the time to import some of the songs on his mobile phone. Most of them were Chinese style and folk songs. I think Fu Yunzhao

Should like it.

Fu Yunzhao played with the headphones fondly. After a while, he figured out how to use them under Fei Jingting's guidance. He immediately beamed and said, "Brother Jingting, thank you."

"Oh, as long as you like it. It's not over yet." As he said that, Fei Jingting pulled Fu Yunzhao to the table and moved the tea set to it. At this time, there was only a huge box on the table. Through the transparent

On the top cover, you can see a seven-inch fruit cake inside.

Fu Yunzhao's foodie nature made him sniff it instinctively, and he immediately smelled the unique sweet smell of the cake.

"what is this?"

"Cake. It's what foreign devils eat on their birthdays. Try it and see if it suits your taste."

Fei Jingting opened the box, found the candles, inserted them and said: "Light some birthday candles for your birthday, and light as many as you are. Light them and make a wish, then blow them out in one breath. It is said that your wishes will come true."

"

"I'll put in the candles too."

The two of them started working together and put in the candles in a blink of an eye, but Fei Jingting didn't notice, and the little girl secretly put in an extra one. Eighteen candles were lit, and Fei Jingting hummed a tuneless birthday song to shut up the little girl.

Eyes make a wish.

In front of the candlelight, Fu Yunzhao closed his eyes with a smile, held his hands together, silently made a wish, opened his eyes, and blew out all the candles.

"Happy birthday, Yun Zhao."

"Um!"

The candles were pulled out, the cake was cut, and a cake full of strawberries and cream was put into her mouth. Fu Yunzhao's original disappointment suddenly disappeared. She thought, this is good, there are gifts, delicious cakes, and brother Jingting is with her.

, this birthday is much better than in the village.

How great would it be if this happened every year for the rest of my life?

While eating the cake, Fu Yunzhao suddenly said: "Brother Jingting."

"Um?"

"Will you also celebrate my birthday next year? Will you still give me gifts?"

Fei Jingting swallowed the cake and said dotingly: "As long as you want it, as long as I have it."

Fu Yunzhao smiled sweetly.

After a while, she asked again: "Brother Jingting, when is your birthday?"

This is not easy to calculate. If calculated purely by time, Fei Jingting has passed his twenty-seventh birthday; if calculated by date, he will have a few more months to live. According to the latter calculation, he is equivalent to his own

Twenty-six years old is just a few extra months, which is quite good.

Fei Jingting then said: "That will have to wait until the twelfth lunar month."

"Then I will also celebrate your birthday then. But I don't have so many good things, so don't dislike it."

"Oh, thank you in advance, I won't dislike it."

After a while, the cake bottomed out, and the little girl was satisfied, but she just lingered and said, "Brother Jingting, I...can I not leave tonight?"

"Huh?" Fei Jingting lectured: "What are you thinking about in your little head every day?"

"I'm already eighteen..."

"Why is it eighteen? Isn't it seventeen?"

"I just put in an extra candle, so I'm eighteen years old."

"How can this make sense? Come back to me quickly!"

After some pushing and shoving, Fei Jingting finally pushed the little girl back to his room. He went back to clean up the mess, while Fu Yunzhao hid in the room and sulked.

Furious, she pulled out the little white snake from her trousers and muttered angrily: "Why? I'm already... like this, why did he push me out? Little Baibai, do you think he is a piece of wood?"

Xiaobai spat out the letter helplessly, conveying dissatisfaction. He didn't even mention leaving some of the delicious cake for her, and now he was complaining to her. Why?

Fu Yunzhao was noisy for a long time before falling asleep. He thought that his birthday was celebrated yesterday, but unexpectedly, when he woke up in the morning, Fei Jingting sent something else.

The flower basket woven from straw looked a bit crude, obviously not as good as Ada's craftsmanship. The flower basket full of gaps contained a hard-boiled brown egg.

Fu Yunzhao was immediately moved. She tossed and turned at night, unable to sleep, and thought of her grandmother in the stockade. She thought in her heart that if she were still in the stockade, Ada would give her hard-boiled eggs in a flower basket made of straw at dawn, but she didn't think about it this year.

Already.

Unexpectedly, Fei Jingting secretly made a flower basket after asking about it yesterday.

"Brother Jingting..."

Fei Jingting scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "It's my first time to make it. I made it several times before it came into shape. I don't know if it looks like this. If it's not right, you can go back and secretly tell me how to make it, and I will make it for you next year...

Why?"

Fu Yunzhao didn't want to listen to his nonsense. He grabbed the flower basket and rushed over, hitting Fei Jingting's chest with his head. Good guy, how much force did you use?

Fei Jingting just thought that the little girl missed her grandma, but this time he didn't push her away. He let Fu Yunzhao hug her for a while, and even reached out to rub the back of her head.

"If you miss your grandma, go back and take your grandma out. Life is hard in the mountains. Now I have a business that makes a lot of money. Even if I have a few more people, I can support her."

"Um!"

After sobbing a few times, Fu Yunzhao began to rub Fei Jingting's chest back and forth.

Fei Jingting immediately stopped: "Eh? Don't wipe your snot and tears on me, you are so dirty!"

"No way!"

"He said no, and his chest was wet..."

"No, you got it wrong!"

Fei Jingting thought Fu Yunzhao was venting his homesickness and said nothing more.

After a while, Fu Yunzhao calmed down, and then he said: "It's your birthday today, you have the final say. Tell me, what do you want to do today?"

Fu Yunzhao said in a loud voice: "I want to go to the theater."

"Watch a show..."

After a few months in Jinmen, Fei Jingting heard Peking Opera once, and the singing made him sleepy. After a hundred years, the two people's aesthetic appreciation of music is naturally different, and Fei Jingting usually listens to some opera tunes.

I also think the Chinese-style songs are quite good, but if I ask him to calm down and listen to the opera, he really can't listen to it.

But since it was Fu Yunzhao's wish, he couldn't refuse it and treated it as arty. So he said, "Okay, let's find out which theater is the most famous."

Fu Yunzhao raised his head and said, "No, no, the one I saw when I came back yesterday was pretty good. I saw a lot of people walking in."

"Okay, let's go to that house."

After taking a look at Fu Yunzhao, Fei Jingting was happy and shaved the bridge of the little girl's nose: "Go and wash your face quickly, you have turned into a tabby cat."

"whee."

The little girl put down her thoughts and ran to wash her face. Then the two of them took a rickshaw and went straight to the theater they passed yesterday.

When I arrived at the place, I saw that there were so many people coming and going, so I thought... Eh? Why do I feel like this theater is unreliable?

Look at the people coming and going, wearing silk shirts, trousers, white coats, a pair of black cloth shoes on their feet, and top hats on their heads. Some people have dicks inserted into their waists.

Is this a serious theater?

When I looked at the plaque on the theater again, I saw five big characters written on it: "Shanghai shares the stage".


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