Time flies, and several years have passed.

Jiang Jinyan’s sixth birthday is approaching, and the old couple of the Lu family have been busy preparing for it many days in advance.

They had no chance to participate in the first few years after their grandson was born.

So every birthday after that, they wanted to make up for it double.

Jiang Ningyan learned that Lu Guohua had even invited many comrades, and hurriedly persuaded him.

"Dad, is it necessary to invite so many guests for a child's birthday?"

If there were more guests, the scene would be as grand as Lu Guohua’s 60th birthday.

Lu Guohua didn't take it seriously. "Yanyan is a very likable kid. My old comrades even asked about his situation when they called a few days ago."

I haven't seen anyone with such a cute child within a few miles.

Isn't it enough for him to show off?

Gao Qiaolan rarely stood on the same side as her daughter-in-law, "Okay, just let him be."

The reason I didn't stop her was because she had called quite a few friends.

In the blink of an eye, it was my birthday.

As the birthday boy, Jiang Jinyan was dressed up nicely by Jiang Ningyan.

The baby fat on his cheeks had faded, and his slightly narrow and upturned eyes were exactly the same as Lu Bingchuan's.

In the first year after returning to the Lu family, there was a lot of gossip about Jiang Jinyan's life experience.

As his eyes and eyebrows gradually matured, no one dared to talk nonsense anymore.

Even if one's eyesight is poor, one can tell that he is the Lu family's child.

The mother and son came into the yard hand in hand, instantly attracting a lot of attention.

Gao Qiaolan came over with several friends, surrounded Jiang Jinyan, looked at him left and right, and smiled so hard that they couldn't stop.

"This child is so handsome. What did he eat at home? How could he be so tall at such a young age?"

"Yes, my grandson is different. He hasn't grown taller, but he's getting fatter and fatter."

Gao Qiaolan felt relaxed and relaxed after hearing this and was extremely satisfied.

Even though he was being modest, he said, "Haven't you seen how beautiful my daughter-in-law is? Yanyan looks like his parents."

Jiang Ningyan chatted for a while, and seeing that it was getting late, she turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Aunt Liu was busy cooking, and the aroma filled the air.

On a table not far away, Lu Bingchuan was looking down at the cake in his hand.

Jiang Ningyan walked over and her eyes lit up.

This cake is very similar to the ones she was most accustomed to eating in later generations. It is the result of several modifications made by her and Lu Bingchuan.

Hearing footsteps, Lu Bingchuan looked over.

His gaze instantly became gentle, "Are you hungry? Eat something first."

Jiang Ningyan shook her head, "I'll come and see how you're doing."

Aunt Liu continued with a smile, "Of course, you two have been busy making this cake since morning, how could it be bad?"

Or maybe these young people know a lot. She had never even seen this kind of cake before. It was very strange.

Jiang Ningyan found a cardboard box and used it as a protective cover.

Just as I put the cake away, I suddenly heard a burst of crying in the yard.

The voice was loud and clear, obviously belonging to a child.

Jiang Ningyan's heart skipped a beat and she quickly ran out.

The crowd automatically made way for her, and those surrounded in the center were Jiang Jinyan and another boy.

She knew this child, he was Shen Mo's son Shen Xiaoting.

He was usually the most mischievous child in the group, but now he sat on the ground, crying so hard that he couldn't catch his breath.

"Xiao Ting, what's wrong?"

Jiang Ningyan quickly stepped forward, helped him up from the ground, and wiped his tears.

Shen Xiaoting grabbed her clothes and burst into tears.

"Auntie, Jiang Jinyan bullied me!"

As he said this, he pulled open his trouser leg to show a red mark on his knee.

"Jiang Jinyan pushed me and I fell down and it hurt so much!"

Jiang Jinyan, who was accused by him, did not move, his face was stern, and his black and white eyes were full of anger.

Seeing Jiang Ningyan looking at him, a hint of grievance appeared on his little face.

"Yanyan, what's going on?"

Before Jiang Jinyan could answer, a man and a woman suddenly rushed out from the crowd.

The woman ran over in a hurry and pushed Jiang Jinyan away.

He turned and pulled Shen Xiaoting, who was supported by Jiang Ningyan, into his arms.

"Xiaoting, who bullied you? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, mom is here..."