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889. Chapter 889 Small Theater: Birthday Present

For Nian Bei’s second birthday, all the relatives at home were invited.

Child Pei Siyu prepared a gift for his little cousin.

Everyone is curious about what kind of gift it is.

Zhang Mofei started asking about this girl at home. She was so mysterious and didn't know what gifts she had prepared for the children in Nianbei.

When she got to the car, she finally couldn't help but ask: "Sisi, what gift did you give your brother?"

Pei Siyu shook his head, "I want to wait until I see Nianbei before giving it to him."

"What gift did Niannian prepare?" Zhang Mofei asked her daughter to no avail, then turned to her son.

Pei Nianqing also shook his head and said nothing.

Zhang Mofei frowned, "Why are you two siblings so mysterious?"

Pei Nianqing said, "I didn't prepare a gift."

"How could you not prepare a gift?"

"Nianbei is so young, don't I prepare gifts for my aunt and uncle? I will give them to him when he grows up."

Zhang Mofei was speechless, this guy was too down-to-earth.

Pei Siyu heard this and expressed disapproval, "How could that be? The aunt and uncle kept the gifts for Nianbei for him, and they will give them to him when Nianbei grows up."

Zhang Mofei asked: "Then Sisi, what did you give me as a gift? Is it also something you have to wait for your brother to grow up before you can play with it?"

Pei Siyu nodded.

But no matter what method Zhang Mofei used, Sisi just didn't tell her what gift she had prepared.

When the car arrived at the Cheng family compound, Ms. Wan and Mr. Yao had already arrived.

There were a lot of fireworks and firecrackers piled up in the yard.

Zhang Mofei walked in and saw a room full of people. She pointed to the fireworks outside and asked, "Why are you setting off firecrackers when the smog is so severe?"

Pei Ruomian said, "Let it go at night."

“Isn’t it polluting if you leave it at night and during the day?”

"Pollution is invisible at night."

"You are deceiving yourself and deceiving others."

"Why do you two quarrel as soon as you meet?" Ms. Lu was holding the birthday cake and holding hands with Pei Yifeng. As soon as she walked in, she heard Zhang Mofei and Pei Ruomian arguing.

These two children have been fighting since childhood, and it looks like they will continue to fight until they grow old.

Pei Siyu, a child, is famous for her sweet talk. When she saw Pei Yifeng and Lu Anyi, she rushed over to them enthusiastically, "Grandpa and grandma."

At nine years old, she is almost as tall as her grandma Lu Anyi, who is 158 years old.

Ms. Lu smiled and touched her little head, "Sisi, do you miss grandma?"

"I do." Pei Siyu smiled sweetly, "I still miss Grandpa."

"You are the only one with a sweet mouth." Ms. Lu pinched her cheek lovingly.

Sisi's gift has always been what Zhang Mofei pays most attention to, "Sisi, you are at your aunt's house now, why don't you give the gift to Beibei quickly?"

Today's birthday boy, a kid from Nianbei, is wearing a bright red sweater, dark blue jeans, and cartoon slippers. His face is rosy, and his eyes are very much like Pei Ruomian's peach blossom eyes, which are watery.

The little guy was very happy when he saw many people coming to the house.

When Zhang Mofei said that Sisi had a gift for him, he happily clapped his little hands and said, "Sister, a gift."

He is two years old, speaks in a babyish voice, and his articulation is not very clear.

Fair skin, supple and supple.

Pei Siyu walked up to him and squatted down, took out a box from his small satchel and stuffed it into Nianbei's jeans pocket.

The box made Nianbei's jeans pockets bulge.

"Beibei, when you grow up, you must be a responsible man. My mother said that children should be taken care of from an early age, and education must be paid close attention to when they are young."

Everyone was shocked when they saw the box that Pei Siyu stuffed into Nianbei's pocket.

Everyone's eyes widened and the corners of their mouths twitched.

Zhang Mofei held her forehead, the gift she had always been curious about turned out to be...a box of condoms.


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