Chapter 223: Birthday of the little buns (2)

Even if the Hulling Academy is run by themselves, several small buns are still going to school there. They must strictly abide by the rules and regulations of the college. They must eat at school at noon. There are several women in the cafeteria. The people were responsible for their lunch, because the county gave more land when they bought the land. Apart from the two teaching rooms, the playgrounds in front and behind and the houses of the gentlemen in the rear, the college also specially added a student lunch break. The big tile house is filled with small wooden beds on the bunk bed. After lunch every day, the children must have a nap for half an hour.
After school in the afternoon, Ling Jingxuan, who has nothing to do, has a black and black standing at the door waiting for his little buns to leave school. This is his daily course. No matter how busy he is, he will take time to greet them. Of course, the two wolves Similarly, the fungus matrix in the backyard plant has all moved to the factory area. In addition to the family, there are basically no outsiders in and out, and it is not afraid that the taller and taller black and black will scare or accidentally injure.
"Big black and black, this is my brother's birthday, you have to be a little bit, oh, let's take the biggest birthday cake for you."
The child hasn't come back yet, Ling Jingxuan simply squats and hugs the two wolf heads. Now they have made him more and more refined, the meat is only cooked, the snacks must be meat, and the crescent springs are regular drinks. In the small buns, they have to eat and eat them. If they forget them, they must look at him for a few days, until they are completely satisfied. Ling Jingxuan has long been vomiting. He can understand it. It is the wolf, in addition to not speaking, people know that you will.
"Hey...
Look, when his words are finished, the two wolves are decisively calling out to respond to him two times. They also stick out their tongues and want to lick his face, let him hide from the past: "Smelly dead, no gargle today. No? I won’t give you water any time I don’t know what to do next time. Nothing more to learn from your embarrassment. You see which time it’s not eating. Why don’t you wash your claws before going to bed? It’s all about you."
The people who came and went saw him and reprimanded the two wolves. They couldn’t help but grin. After so long, they were no longer afraid of the wolf and the father and the three. Sometimes they watched the little black scorpion being trained. They are quite distressed, and the two wolves are so poorly grievous that they don’t mention how cute they are.
"Hey..." The two wolf-stricken screams called for two sounds. The wolf head smashed his shoulders by one left and one right. Ling Jingxuan suddenly laughed and laughed. Does this family, whether it is a human or a beast, learn to spoil and sell?
"Hey, hey."
"Hey..."
"Dry..."
"Hey..."
The sound of the little buns suddenly sounded, and the buns spread their feet and ran towards them. When they saw the two, the wolf fined and dropped Ling Jingxuan. They rushed out in a blink of an eye, joined them and ran back together.
"Oh, I miss you."
Holding a clasped neck, Lingwu habitually spoiled, while Ling Jingxuan also reached out and grabbed Ling Wen and the iron baby, and all the children rushed to him: "爹爹 (干爹)"
The happiest thing in their day is that you can see you when you come back.
"Oh... well, I have to wash my hands and wash my hands. When they come back, they can eat. Xiaohuzi, you go to Zhao Shu’s home and ask them to come and eat early."
Perhaps because he is now the most leisurely person in the family, the children are very dependent on him, and they like to be spoiled with him. Ling Jingxuan is naturally happy. Before entering the yard, he did not forget to tell the little book boy behind him.
"Dry, I want them to come over to eat?"
Iron Wagon asked his hand curiously. Recently, he lived in Yuehua Mountain Villa. It seems that he has not eaten with them for a long time.
"Well, this is the birthday of Xiaowen Xiaowu, who is five years old. Our family must definitely have dinner together. Is the iron baby not happy?"
"No, it turns out that this is Xiaowen's birthday. If you don't tell me earlier, I don't have a gift."
Having said that, the iron baby can't help but rise up, they are good brothers, how can they not prepare gifts?
"Oh... you are the best gift when you arrive. When the iron baby is born next month, they will not be ready to give you a gift, but cognac will definitely prepare you a big gift."
At a young age, I knew that I would give my brother a gift. Ling Jingxuan said that he was very happy and couldn’t help but touch his head.
"Hey, I don't know if this is my birthday?"
Ling Wu, who ran in the front, ran back again. His face was full of doubts. Ling Wen on the other side seemed to be thinking about something. Ling Jingxuan felt a pain in his heart, and he smiled and said: "The iron baby does not know when he is. Birthday, is it strange? You will naturally remember when you grow up. It’s not just your own birthday. When you grow up, you should be old. When you are old, you will forget a lot of things. At that time, you have to help me to remember the birthday, and celebrate with you every year!"
The reason why they can't remember their birth, is probably because they have never had a birthday? From Ling Wang's they also forgot to see it. If it wasn't the damage that was brought to the original owner when they were produced in the same year, I am afraid that even the original master could not remember it, and he was even less likely to know.
"Oh, let me rest assured that Xiaowu will remember his birthday from this year, and will remember you and his father. I will remind you when I come to our birthday every year."
The little buns quickly relieved, and patted the chest to assure him that although the big buns did not speak, they also had their eyes shining, and the same thoughts were the same as him. The iron-clad child who was left out was quick to say: "I will, too, do Oh, I will remember it too."
"Well, these things will be handed over to you for me to remember."
Looking at the three cute little faces, Ling Jingxuan smiled so brightly. What better than the children's intimate and sensible things?
Although everyone forgot the birthday of the little buns, the dinner at night was very rich, and they all liked the dishes. Ling Jingxuan specifically told Song Zhen that when Ling Wang and others learned that this is their birth, Busy and secretly, I was careless, and everyone turned back and gave them a big red envelope.
"Thank you, Grandma, Auntie, Uncle Zhao, Uncle, Uncle, Uncle, Uncle and Shanzi."
The two buns hold the red envelopes that everyone gave, and their eyes are bent into two new moons. This is the first time they have lived in their lifetime.
Seeing this situation, Ling Jingxuan quietly gave Yan Ruirui a look. When everyone didn't pay attention, he slipped out. Yan Rurui recruited and let the two sons pass, and found two big red purses from their arms and handed them to them. "I don't have time to prepare gifts for you. You have to hold the money. If you want to buy something, you can buy it. I will wait for you to see something weird and then add it to you."
"Thank you father."
The two bun eyes were bright, and they were unceremoniously closed. When they opened the red envelope and saw that it was a silver ticket of 10,000 yuan, the small hand could not help but shake, the silver ticket almost fell to the ground, Ling Wen suddenly He gave the silver ticket to him with a tiger face: "Father, can you give so much?" I don't want to."
One thousand two, the two add up to two thousand two, and their family does not have so much money, right? In order to give them a red envelope, isn’t the father hollowing out their family?
"I don't want to." Upon seeing it, Ling Wu also arbitrarily stuffed the silver ticket to him. One hundred and two two of them could still be happy, and there were too many one thousand two.
"Oh, huh... take it, rest assured, this is not your money, it is your father's own money. My father gave you a birthday for the first time. It is also necessary to give more."
With Yan Shurui’s savvy, will you not see his son’s thoughts? To this end, he couldn't help but chuckle. The depths of his eyes were hidden from the distressed feelings. He thought that his Yan Zirui's nephew didn't even accept the one thousand two. Is it not a joke to say it? In the future, he will train and train them more, and if he has nothing to do, he will give them more money.
"Father deceives, isn't your money money? You have money, everyone is alive, but you can't give it one thousand two. You are not afraid that we have more money to learn." The dude who often said in the drama is because the money is too bad."
Ling Wen did not make any concessions, and the expression could not tell the seriousness. Ling Wu, who had always been the leader of his horse, also nodded fiercely. Yan Ruiru couldn’t help but swear, we can’t wait for you to become a dude, but unfortunately, this life is afraid It may be.
"That is your father's private money, you will accept it."
Ling Jingxuan’s voice suddenly sounded, and everyone looked up and saw that he was coming in with a very beautiful and beautiful thing. A faint fruit scent slowly drifted away. Lingwu, who just had enough food, couldn’t help himself. The stomach screamed, looking at the colorful big cake with both eyes, or swallowing a mouthful of water, even the Lingwen Iron Baby, who was not so delicious, couldn’t help but look straight, screaming naked and curious .
"There is a saying that if a man has money, it will become bad. If you don't spend more money on your father, don't you be afraid that he will go out with money? Let's take it, don't be white, your father has money." Don't care about this twenty thousand."
Ignore the appearance of their locusts, Ling Jingxuan put down the cake and took the silver ticket to them. After he said that Yan Ruirui was decisively black, the two buns did not resign, in their small heart, forever I feel that what I said is right. Since you have said this, they will be the guardians of their sons.
"Hey, this is awkward? Pastry? Look good, it’s so sweet, it must be delicious."
The attention of the little guys has long been transferred to the cake that I have never seen before. Ling Wu is a brain-filled red envelope that is held in his arms to Yan Ruirui. He looks at it on the table, but there is no flow. The saliva is gone.
"Oh, this is a birthday cake. You have done it for you. It’s a gift for you. Wait a minute."
Said, Ling Jingxuan no longer hang their appetite, pick up a special small candle resting on the side of the cake, and touch the fire to ignite them: "Come, everyone is coming over, Xiaowen Xiaowu, you sit together.

Ready everything, Ling Jingxuan sat back to Yan Ruirui, and after he glanced at him, both of them clapped their hands: "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."
The happy birthday song slowly sounded, Ling Wang and others didn’t understand it at first, but later they clapped their hands together. Because the melody of the lyrics was simple, they would soon be able to pick it up, and finally, even the people who were waiting next to it I couldn't help but sing along with the clap, and the songs of the applause and happy birthday were floating in the whole hall. The two bunny smiled and said how happy they were.