Obviously he discovered Qu Jian'er's true thoughts, but he knew that he couldn't change it.
I had to change myself.
Then.
Follow the people to the small kitchen.
Zuo Chen was suspicious: "Can you make cakes?"
Qu Jian'er took it as a matter of course: "I don't know how, so I bought all the materials and you do it."
She showed off the cake base and whipped cream she bought from the supermarket, and wiped both parties' hands very proudly.
Zuo Chen was silent for a while.
Under Qu Jian'er Buling Buling's big eyes.
Zuo Chen raised his eyebrows and said hesitantly: "It's my birthday, should I make a cake?"
He was a little unsure.
It seems like this is the first time I heard this.
Qu Jian'er patted Zuo Chen on the shoulder and explained sincerely: "I don't know the key. Don't worry, after you make it, the cake is yours and the wish is also yours."
Zuo Chen pursed his lips and said nothing: What, after hearing what you said, can you still fight with me?
There was silence for a long time.
When Zuo Chen was about to compromise.
Qu Jian'er urged: "Hurry, it's too late if you don't do it anymore."
Zuo Chen sighed: "Okay, but this is also my first time."
Qu Jian'er shook his head: "It's okay, I don't mind it."
Zuo Chen rolled up his sleeves resignedly.
Because Qu Jian'er is not here.
Zuo Chen ate very little for dinner.
Plus today is the 15th of every month.
Zuo Chen is very likely to have a mental riot.
When Zuo Zhoubai and his wife were worried about their son, they came to the small attic to see someone with worries.
I heard these three conversations.
The couple downstairs looked at each other.
Both sides saw the words "son is a beast" in each other's eyes.
In order not to accuse their son unjustly, they decided to stand still and listen to what was going on.
Qu Jian'er: "Hey, can you do it?"
Zuo Chen: "Not very good."
Qu Jian'er: "I'm coming!"
Zuo Chen: "Stop, how can you be so forceful?"
Qu Jian'er: "Believe me, you can come out with just one stroke."
Zuo Chen: "It did come out..."
Qu Jian'er: "Ah - you can do something to me!"
Hear this.
The couple downstairs were stunned.
Before the situation got serious, they hesitated to go upstairs because they were afraid they would see something unspeakable.
Just hesitated for a second.
The couple pushed me to let them go upstairs.
Zuo Zhoubai did not look at the source of the sound: "Son, we know you have your own opinion, but, there are some things that you really can't rush."
He Yun nodded heavily.
She encouraged her husband to keep up his good work.
Zuo Zhoubai coughed and continued: "Xiaoqu is still a child, and she hasn't passed..."
He swallowed the last word of "passing through".
Because he saw Qu Jian'er walking out with hands full of cream, and Zuo Chen holding a mounting bag with a smile on his face.
He Yun, who had his head buried in his husband's arms, raised his head when he heard her husband's voice suddenly stopped.
He Yun was confused: "Why didn't you say..."
She saw it too.
A moment.
Silence and embarrassment filled the entire building.
Zuo Chen and the others noticed it before their parents approached, but neither of them stopped.
It’s just that I feel there’s nothing wrong with making cakes.
Who knew that such words could be misinterpreted.
But think about it carefully.
It is indeed quite easy to misunderstand.
Qu Jian'er didn't notice the embarrassment: "Uncle and aunt? Do you know how to make a cake? We are fifty years old together, and we still don't know how."
He Yun blinked: "Let's... make a cake."
Qu Jian'er tilted his head: "Well, what else?"
He Yun was speechless for a moment.
"It's nothing. Your aunt is very good at her crafts. Let her teach you." Zuo Zhoubai first smiled at Qu Jian'er, and then glared at his son who was causing trouble: "You, come with me!"
Zuo Chen silently put the mounting bag aside.
He signaled Qu Jian'er to prepare first, took out a towel, wiped his hands, and followed him.
He Yun, who was left behind, thought about it carefully.
The two people in front of me seemed to have not expressed their feelings yet, and it was impossible to proceed to the next step.
Qu Jian'er got close to the beautiful woman and said with a smile: "Auntie, let me help you."
He Yun said with a smile in his eyes: "Okay."
At this moment, they were basking in the joy of preparing birthday cakes for their sons and friends.
It seems that everything has gone off the rails with metaphysics.
Qu Jian'er cut fruit slices and whispered: "Auntie, why didn't he celebrate his birthday?"
He Yun sighed and remembered the past: "It's not that I couldn't pass, but that I didn't dare to pass."
She knew what Qu Jian'er was thinking, and she just wanted to celebrate Zuo Chen's birthday, so she went to such trouble.
But she hesitated.
She couldn't bear to hurt Qu Jian'er's good intentions, so she slowly spread the cream and told her past.
As Zuo Chen grows older, his ability to see resentment gradually increases.
The two develop in direct proportion.
But.
Zuo Chen's mental energy will violently riot every 15th day, and his birthday falls on August 15th.
So much so that when he was a child, every month he carried it, he looked like a person who had been washed in blood.
As I grew up, I gradually gained the ability to resist, and also because of the emergence of inhibitors on the market.
But.
Until now.
Zuo Chen didn't even have a decent birthday.
Qu Jianer imagined many reasons, but she did not expect such a suffocating factor.
She hated those people more and more.
If Zuo Chen's luck and destiny were still there, his mental riots would not occur so frequently.
If those people have a conscience.
If he is willing to leave anything for Zuo Chen, Zuo Chen will not be as difficult as he is now.
Not a single bit was left.
Whether it's luck or destiny.
Swallow them all greedily, leaving nothing behind.
Qu Jianer exerted force in his hand.
She cut the chopping board into pieces, and with a loud noise, the fruit slices turned into juice.
The Zuo family's father and son, who were talking about something, hurried over and saw Qu Jian'er standing aside with his head lowered.
He Yun, with quick hands and quick eyes, held the intact cake, and did not forget to coax people: "You didn't hurt yourself, did you? It's okay, kid, the cake is in Auntie's hand."
Zuo Chen walked to Qu Jian'er and asked, "Are you injured?"
After he confirmed that his mother was fine.
He didn't care at all what happened to the cake, and looked at Qu Jian'er with worries in his eyes.
Qu Jian'er raised his head: "Yes."
Zuo Chen frowned: "Where?"
Qu Jian'er was about to cry but had no tears: "My heart is hurt!"
Zuo Chen pursed his lips: "..."
Qu Jian'er was still chattering: "The fragile chopping board has caused 10,000 points of harm to my young mind, but I am powerless and unable to fight back."
Zuo Chen looked at He Yun in silence: "It's okay, mother, okay. Can I help you go to rest?"
He Yun was frightened, but she shook her head lightly and handed the cake to Zuo Chen: "I'll watch you blow out the candles."
She has seen the changes in Zuo Chen's mental strength, and she believes that with Qu Jian'er here, nothing will happen to Zuo Chen.
so.
She wanted to fulfill her dream of spending her birthday with her son.
Qu Jian'er looked at the bare cream cake: "Oh, the soul of fruit is missing."
Zuo Zhoubai went to get the candle: "It's okay, it's okay."
In the midst of three people humming happy birthday songs.
Zuo Chen's eyes flashed and he slowly closed his eyes:
If there really is a God of hope, please listen to my heart and listen to my prayers.
I hope my mother will be safe all year round.
Hope everything goes well for her.
Hope you get what you want.
Hope the future is bright.
I seem to have a lot of wishes. If it is really extravagant, please help me realize the first two...
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(*?︶?*)Dragon Boat Festival Health~~~Added an additional chapter to express my gratitude, thank you Baoer for your monthly tickets and recommendation tickets!
