Xiaobai said to himself: "Hey, Uncle Chocolate gave you so many things, why didn't Dad give them to you? By the way, Sister Mai, didn't Dad give you a necklace before? I also have the same one..."
She suddenly opened her eyes wide: "No, Sister Mai, if dad doesn't like you at all, why would he give you this necklace? Didn't Uncle Song say that? That necklace is very expensive..."
Qiao Xiaomai was still very patient and thought carefully before answering: "Xiaobai, uncle Yi gave me the necklace because he wanted to thank me, right?"
"Why should he thank you?"
"Maybe he thinks I raised you so big..."
The child looked puzzled, but Qiao Xiaomai couldn't tell her: If he could buy you back with money, Yi Xiangxi would be willing to pay a price ten or a hundred times more expensive than the necklace.
"Sister Mai, that necklace..."
Qiao Xiaomai didn't want her to get entangled in this issue, so he said softly: "That's Uncle Yi's thing. I left it in that room when I left. Besides, we can't ask for other people's things for no reason, right? Xiaomai
Bai, you have to remember that you can't just ask for other people's things."
Xiaobai raised his face and said childishly: "Does it mean that a boy wants to give a girl money to show that he likes a girl?"
Qiao Xiaomai couldn't laugh or cry: "Silly boy, if you look like this, people will say you are a little gold digger."
"Huh, that's right. If Uncle Chocolate likes you, he will give you money. If Dad doesn't like you, he won't give you gifts. Alas... If only Dad liked Sister Mai as much as he likes me..."
"No! This is impossible."
"Why?"
"This is an adult matter. It's very complicated. Even if I tell you, you won't understand."
This time, the child didn't refute, but couldn't help but run to the window and stand on tiptoe to look down. After looking for a long time, there was no sign of his father at all. He didn't come, and he really didn't like Sister Mai.
She walked back unhappy, picked up the pudding and fed it to Xiaomai: "Sister Mai, happy birthday."
She smiled and kissed the child's little face: "Sit down obediently, and I will bring out the roasted lamb chops for you to eat."
He took out the perfectly cooked lamb chops from the oven and sprinkled fragrant coriander on top. The delicious aroma mixed with red wine and black pepper sauce immediately filled the room. When Qiao Xiaomai was about to go out with the plate, he stopped again and was slightly lost.
When I was a child, my birthday was always the biggest birthday in the family every year.
Her father would not entertain guests for her, but he would prepare an unusually large number of dishes, buy her favorite gifts, make exquisite cakes with his own hands, and ultimately a set of beautiful new clothes - at that time, she never felt that she
Like a delicate little princess.
This habit continued until my father died.
Since the death of her old father, she has never celebrated her birthday again. After so many years, no one except Xiaobai has ever remembered her birthday. Even Xiaodong, she can't remember whether she told him or not.
You never told him at all, right?
She shook her head. After all, so many years had passed, and at least Xiaobai was with her this year.
Just as he took out the roasted lamb chops and put them on the dining table, his cell phone rang. On the phone, Xiaodong's voice was calm: "Wheat, I'm passing by for something. Come out and help me bring something back."
"What is it? I've already made food, why don't you go home and eat some first?"
"We'll talk when you come out, right at the door. Ask Xiaobai to come with you."
She heard Xiaodong's voice was a little urgent and didn't feel comfortable asking any more questions. She agreed and immediately asked Xiaobai to close the door and go out together.