"Grandpa, you forgot that today is your birthday!" Mrs. Ye said, "Meng Yu told me before you took Qingtian to the manor.

“Because it’s not a big birthday, and you don’t seem to want to make a big deal about it.

"So I bought some extra things today and plan to cook a few more dishes tonight so we can celebrate together as a family behind closed doors."

Mr. Cen was stunned when he heard this. He really didn't expect it to be his birthday.

Come to think of it, I haven’t formally celebrated my birthday in more than ten years.

I am all alone, and every birthday I celebrate brings me another year older.

When he thought of this, he no longer had the heart to celebrate his birthday.

Even though Shi Lei and Meng Yu were around, Old Cen hadn't taken care of these things for a long time.

Unexpectedly, Meng Yu actually told Mrs. Ye his birthday this year, and Mrs. Ye even wanted to help him celebrate his birthday.

It was not until Shi Lei carried him into the house and settled him on the couch that Old Cen reacted and felt a little sore in his nose.

This year I won't be celebrating my birthday alone anymore. There's a lively family again, and I have a child. It's time to celebrate properly.

"There are some things and dishes we brought back from the farm in the car. I'll have Meng Yu take them to the kitchen later. Please use whatever you need."

"Okay, don't worry about that." Mrs. Ye agreed readily. Watching Shi Lei massaging the acupuncture points on Elder Cen's legs, she couldn't help but ask, "How about your legs and feet? Are they feeling better?"

"It's nothing serious, just rub it and it will be fine." After saying this, Elder Cen raised his hand to touch his nose and said, "But there is something I need to tell you. It's all my fault for not taking good care of Qingtian. The child was scared so early in the morning..."

General Cen told Mrs. Ye everything that happened this morning.

As soon as Mrs. Ye heard it, she knew what was going on with Qingtian.

"I should have gone over earlier to accompany Qingtian, maybe this wouldn't have happened..."

Seeing Mr. Cen's annoyed look, Mrs. Ye quickly comforted him, "Grandpa, how can you be blamed for this?

“Qingtian is young and indeed more easily frightened.

"But that's the good thing about kids; they forget it after a while.

"It's okay, you have a good rest, I'll go back to see her."