"Senior, this is my gift to you. I hope you will like it." Standing up, Karl smiled and handed Huang Xiaobei a feather...
Taking the flawless pure white feather, Huang Xiaobei looked at it silently for a long time, and then looked at Karl, "Is this...made of gold?"
Karl's handsome face was filled with a sincere smile, "No."
"Then what kind of rare animal feathers are these?"
"I just picked it up casually when I went out. I guess it's from a pigeon."
Huang Xiaobei bit his lip and nodded silently, "So, you just gave me a hair? You really just gave me a hair?"
Karl smiled and shook his head, "Senior, isn't there a saying in your kingdom? It's called sending goose feathers from thousands of miles away. The courtesy is light but the affection is heavy. This represents the pure friendship between us that is not disturbed by material things!"
Huang Xiaobei was so angry at Karl's words that he felt dizzy and almost fainted on the spot.
"I'm celebrating my birthday, I'm celebrating my birthday, no blood, no blood, yes, yes, be patient, be patient." Huang Xiaobei reminded himself over and over in his heart that murder is illegal...
Finally, under Karl's evil smile, Huang Xiaobei bit his lips, rubbed the hair in his hand and put it into his pocket and said, "Okay, okay, thank you, thank you, Junior Ha,
I thank you eight generations of ancestors!"
"You're welcome, senior." After saying that, Karl suddenly slapped his forehead and suddenly realized, "Ah, by the way, I almost forgot, the feather I gave you was just an exchange."
In Huang Xiaobei's questioning eyes, Karl took out a small gift box made of exquisite sterling silver from his pocket, waved it in front of Huang Xiaobei and said, "Yes, that feather is just an exchange.
It is used in exchange for the real gift in my hand. Well, would you like to ask, senior, if you are willing to return the gift I gave you now and exchange it for this small gift box? Oh, by the way, the exchange item must not be damaged in any way.
, otherwise there would be no way to exchange them."
Karl smiled slightly, "In less than a minute, the feather must still be intact in the senior's hand, right?"
Brother Wei Silin, Mao Zi, and the Fifth and Seventh Masters all lowered their heads and snickered. Soon, among the faces of everyone watching the fun, Huang Xiaobei, who looked as if he had eaten shit, tremblingly took out the bag in his pocket.
The feathers had been rubbed by him so much that their original appearance could no longer be seen.
"Pfft." Master Qi couldn't bear it any longer, so he lowered his head and smiled so loudly that he was exaggerated.
"Hahahaha." Brothers Wei Silin and Mao Zi simply hugged their shoulders and almost laughed to tears.
Huang Xiaobei couldn't bear it anymore and rushed forward to grab the gift box in Karl's hand, "Give it to me, your uncle!"
"Senior, you didn't steal the gift. Well, I can call the police for your current behavior."
In the end, Karl gave Huang Xiaobei the gift he carefully prepared.
Huang Xiaobei opened the small silver gift box in his hand expectantly. Huang Xiaobei suddenly took a breath of cold air, because there was actually a small golden pocket watch inside?
Huang Xiaobei quickly picked up the warm little pocket watch, played with it in his hand and said, "Is it gold this time?"
Karl smiled and nodded, "Yes, it's gold, and..." leaning his head against Huang Xiaobei's ear, Karl said softly, "And if one day you don't need this pocket watch anymore,
You can change it into a diamond ring. Senior, I left the address of this store in the box. When you decide to propose to a girl one day, you can change this pocket watch into a wedding ring."
Huang Xiaobei looked at Karl blankly, not knowing what to say. Karl also smiled at him, then turned around and sat back in his seat.
How should I put it, he still hopes that his senior can be happy. The wedding ring was also hand-picked by him, and it should be worthy of the status of the eldest lady.
Karl picked up the red wine glass and took a sip, hoping that his hard work was not in vain.
After Huang Xiaobei was silent for a while, he solemnly put the pocket watch in his pocket, and at the same time gave Karl an extremely grateful smile.
Thank you, Kapapi.
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Everyone present had finished giving away their gifts, but Miss Yiyi did not move. When it was her turn, Miss Yiyi smiled softly and looked at Huang Xiaobei, "Huang Xiao M has decided to give me...
..”
The special correspondent immediately clapped his hands and said, "Okay, let's get started, it's time for everyone to eat and drink!"
"That's too much! Really, if you don't want it, then I'll give you this rag."
The eldest lady threw out a Pikachu doll and said with a smile, "This is my favorite doll. Does Huang Xiao M like it?"
Huang Xiaobei glanced at the mediocre doll in his hand, immediately buried his head on the doll's chest, took a deep breath and said, "I'll have to hold it to sleep in my arms for the rest of my life!"
"He is indeed a pervert."
"Come on, come on, let's have a meal. There will be a competition tomorrow, Miss. Let's go cheer together!"
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Before the birthday party was over, Huang Xiaobei sneaked out of the private room and ran to the front desk on the first floor. Why did he go to the front desk? Nonsense, go check out!
Do you think he is stupid? How could the meal at night only cost 2,500 yuan? Although Carl said that the big cake was given to him by Donghuang Hotel, it was not like the whole table of dishes was given by Donghuang Hotel.
Right? Chairman Dongfang isn’t so kind to him, right?
He hurried to the front desk on the first floor. When Huang Xiaobei was about to ask the lady at the front desk how much they had spent tonight, the young man with dry white hair followed Huang Xiaobei.
"Xiao Bei."
Huang Xiaobei turned his head and looked at the smile on the young man's face. Huang Xiaobei immediately waved and said, "Is it brother? What is that? Brother, please wait a moment. I..."
The young man seemed to know what Huang Xiaobei was going to say, and chuckled, "The account of your table has been settled by that young British man."
Huang Xiaobei was stunned for a moment, and then said awkwardly, "It's really him..."
The young man smiled and said, "Are you okay? If nothing happens, I want to talk to you."
"Okay, okay."
Walking out of the hotel entrance with the young man, sitting on the stone steps of the hotel, looking at the well-proportioned water column fountain in front of him, Huang Xiaobei chuckled, "Brother, it's not that I'm related to you, it's true.
I thought you looked familiar the first time I saw you. Do you think we have met somewhere before?"
The young man sighed and smiled, "Yes, it does look familiar. I really hope you can be..."
Although he already knew that Huang Xiaobei probably had nothing to do with him, just seeing Huang Xiaobei would remind him of his old self, and the young man still wanted to talk to him more.
How should I put it, it seems like no one has been able to relax like this for a long time.
"Can you tell me about your parents?" The young man looked at Huang Xiaobei.
Huang Xiaobei scratched his head, "There's nothing to say, but it doesn't matter if you want to hear it. Anyway, you and Chairman Donghuang are very good to me."
The young man nodded.
Next, he sat next to Huang Xiaobei and listened quietly to him talking about his parents and his childhood. For some reason, Huang Xiaobei always liked to keep his words to himself, even about the old Uncle Liu.
I told this stranger whom I had never met a few times.
The young man just listened silently.
"Hey, that's about it. To be honest, I'm really miserable. It's just me and my dad at home, and we don't have any relatives. But it's okay. Now that we have an uncle, I think it's pretty good."
The young man nodded slightly, "Yes, it's enough to live a good life now. By the way, do you still remember your grandfather's name?"
Huang Xiaobei thought for a while, "Oh my God, I seem to remember it. I remember my dad told me that his name seemed to be Huang Wenzhong?"
Hearing this, the young man was dumbfounded and turned his head blankly, "Is your grandfather a literary person?"
"Ah, yes, brother, your grandfather is also a writer?"
The young man's eyes couldn't help but twitch, "No, my dad is a writer.
....."
Huang Xiaobei was also stunned, "Ah? You, your father is also a writer? Well, this is quite, quite a coincidence."
The young man lowered his head and thought carefully, then looked at Huang Xiaobei, "Do you have a family tree in your hand?"
"I've never heard of it."
The young man fell into thinking. After a long time, he seemed to suddenly remember something. When he looked at Huang Xiaobei, his eyes suddenly became a little uncertain, "Um, um, do you know what my son's name is?"
Huang Xiaobei shook his head, "I don't know."
"His name is Huang Xiaotian."
"Hey, we are also juniors. Hey, eldest brother, your son and I are quite destined." Huang Xiaobei smiled stupidly.
The young man's mouth twitched in embarrassment, "But he was originally from the upper generation, and I am also from the lower generation. It was my wife who thought that the upper generation was not good-sounding, so she asked her son to follow me and call him the lower generation."
In Huang Xiaobei's stunned eyes, the young man looked at him with embarrassment, "You, are you in the same situation as my son?"
Silence, a long silence came over, and soon, Huang Xiaobei silently took out his ID card. The young man took the ID card and saw that the three characters Huang Dabei were written on it.
Huang Xiaobei opened his mouth and looked at the white-haired young man opposite him with facial features very similar to him, "Brother, my dad's name is actually Huang Xiaozhi, and my name is Huang Dabei, but I later disliked that my name was too
It sounded ugly, so I changed it to small..."
The young man scratched his head, "In other words, it is really possible that the two of us are
....."
"Um," Huang Xiaobei was a little confused about his seniority, "Should I call you cousin? If there is really a possibility that we are relatives."
The young man waved his hand, "No, no, you should call me uncle, your father and I are of the same generation." After saying that, the young man looked at Huang Xiaobei opposite, "Yes, I am probably the same generation."
Your second uncle who has been dead for eight hundred years..."
In fact, there was nothing left to say. The moment Huang Xiaobei said his name was Huang Dabei, the young man understood everything completely.
Yes, Huang Xiaobei and his team are the descendants of Grandpa Huang Wanchun's younger brother. What's the reason? No reason is needed, because Huang Xiaobei is so similar to himself, so similar to his appearance when he was young.
When he first met Huang Xiaobei, the young man had an indescribable feeling of intimacy towards him.