Seeing He Jing walking into the yard in a dashing manner, but He Jing still didn't show his face, Jiang Lili, who was immersed in watching the show, finally remembered that she had relatives and friends at the scene.

She looked for Xin Che, who was still sitting opposite her. She didn't know who had offended him, but his face was cold.

Jiang Lili blinked at Xin Che. Xin Che raised his eyes. There was helplessness in Ruifeng's eyes. He glanced at He Jing.

Taking advantage of the wind in the courtyard, He Jing's robe was blown up and flew around. Xin Che turned his wrist, and a small white chess piece appeared at his fingertips, and was thrown out the next moment.

At this moment, He Jing's veil fell off as if blown away by the wind, and a strange yet familiar face appeared in front of the He family.

This scene of showing his face is very atmospheric, and it makes He Jing look even more handsome.

He Jing has delicate eyebrows, red lips, white teeth, flowing clothes, and a pair of deep phoenix eyes that are very special.

Jiang Lili secretly sighed that the double eyelid tape was really effective, both invisible and shaping.

Compared with the ugly servants standing beside him, He Jing's face is so handsome.

The women were talking about it, "Who is this? She's quite pretty."

"I don't know, but the performers He Jing chose this time finally have good taste."

He Manyu also frowned: "Where did He Jing find such a handsome man?"

She had held several auditions for this ritual music performance, so how could she have missed this person? Did this musician usually live in seclusion in the mountains and forests and never come out to see people?

Just when everyone was speculating about the identity of the person playing the flute, He Jing spoke up -

Today we gather together to celebrate your birthday, and may you have a happy birthday every year. "

"The spring breeze blows on my face and the peach blossoms smile; the autumn moon shines in the sky and the osmanthus fragrance blooms."

He had been avoiding certain foods for a month, using pear and loquat juice every day to maintain his throat. In addition, he had taken some Jinshengzi throat lozenges before going on stage. His voice was like a spring flowing around rocks, clear and melodious, which made the girls present feel a little moved. They looked at He Jing with some shyness in their eyes.

But then, the man's first words made everyone's expression freeze -

"Nephew He Jing wishes Aunt a happy birthday. May we gather together every year on this day, filled with laughter and joy."

who?

He Jing?!

As soon as this self-introduction came out, the whole audience fell silent for a moment.

Everyone present was wondering if there was something wrong with their ears.

"Is this the person with the same name and surname as He Jing from the He family?"

He Fengqing's eyes almost popped out of his head: "Is this He Jing?!"

"Is this some kind of witchcraft?"

The usually quiet eldest brother He Fangzhi was stunned. He looked closely and found that the shape of the man's nose, lips, and facial features were similar to He Jing's. "He really does look a bit like He Jing's cousin, but he's a lot taller and stronger."

He Manyu, who had just said that the musician was a handsome man, was now as disgusted as if she had eaten a fly. Her face turned green. She had actually thought that He Jing was good-looking! The world had gone crazy: "He Jing, how did he become like this? Is he burning incense to the goddess Nuwa?"

When He Shao heard the man in front of her say that he was He Jing, she was also shocked: "He Jing?"

She looked again at the sea of ​​colorful flowers and sat up straight. The reason she had said in anger to make things difficult for He Jing was actually fulfilled by He Jing.

He Shao was suddenly overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

Just when the atmosphere in the venue became lively because of knowing He Jing's identity, He Jing's action elevated the atmosphere again.

He Jing shook his sleeves, and a pink carnation appeared in the blink of an eye as if by magic. With another shake, the pink carnation turned into a white dove and flew out!

The whole audience was in an uproar!

"How did you do that? It's amazing!"

"I haven't seen the flowers in his hand before, so I don't know what kind they are."

"Could it be another new variety cultivated by the He family? We flower shops can't compete with the He family now, and we won't have a chance in the future!"

Jiang Lili looked at everyone's reactions with satisfaction. This modern magic trick would be really different in ancient times.

He Shao was also surprised by the magic performed by He Jing. She raised her eyebrows in surprise, then looked up at the pigeons flying high in the sky and smiled. The moment she withdrew her gaze, He Jing had already walked in front of her.

He Jing held an exquisite bouquet of carnations and lisianthus in his hand, and brought a food box half a person's height in front of He Shao.

He Shao was once again amazed by the gorgeous bouquet in He Jing's hands. "What kind of flower is this? Is this a new variety you cultivated?"

He Jia replied, "Aunt, this flower is called carnation, and its language is respect and love."

"I know that the grudges of the previous generation have caused you indelible harm. I, your nephew, can only do my best to make up for it."

Every word he said was firm and sincere: "I just want you to know that I can be relied upon like a child. I will never let you down again."

He Jing opened the food box, and a three-layered fondant cake appeared. The scenery on the fondant cake was the first flower shop that He Shao took over. The first layer was the simple appearance of the flower shop more than 20 years ago.

At the age of sixteen, He Shao stayed in the greenhouse day and night to cultivate flower seedlings. She cultivated a variant of jasmine and saved the flower shop.

On the second and third floors, the flower shop became prosperous, with many more flowers decorating it, symbolizing that He Shao's business was booming.

Many details of the flower shop on the fondant cake overlap with those in He Shao's memory, and there are traces of care everywhere.

He Shao looked at He Jing, who had a refreshed spirit, and then looked at his sincere and respectful eyes. This was the first time she looked this uneducated nephew in the eye.

"Aunt, I've fulfilled your wish." He Jing pointed to the sea of ​​flowers in the yard and said, "The exotic flowers you requested have been grown by your nephew."

He Shao had a thousand words to say at this moment, but in the end, they turned into one sentence: "Jing'er, you have worked hard. Auntie is very happy today."

This comment was considered a very high evaluation by the He family members who were familiar with He Shao.

He Manyu was furious: "Wait, you said you grew it? Why do I feel like it was dyed?"

"Every season, the flower garden you're in charge of produces the lowest yield and quality of flowers. Are you trying to fool Auntie with dyed roses this time?"

He Fengqing also chimed in, "Yes, cousin, the sea of ​​flowers you sent is actually very pleasing to the eye. It's a hundred times better than any other gift I've given you before. So don't be so stubborn and say you grew these flowers. We can accept them being dyed."

"Lying is easy to be exposed. You might as well admit it openly so that the situation won't be too embarrassing."

He Fangzhi shook his head: "Cousins, please don't forget to speculate. I believe that cousin He Jing has been working so hard these days, and he can grow these colorful flowers with his own strength. Whether they are dyed or not, there are so many people here who know about flowers, and they can tell with just one test."