When Qingtian woke up, he saw Mrs. Ye sitting next to him and became happy instantly.
"Mom..." Her voice was soft, and she rolled over to Mrs. Ye, hugged her with both hands, and rubbed her with her face like a spoiled child.
"Is it fun at my great-grandfather's farm?" Mrs. Ye asked directly without mentioning that she already knew what happened in the morning.
"It's fun." Qingtian seemed to have really forgotten the unpleasantness of the morning and shared what he saw and heard on the farm with Mrs. Ye.
"My great-grandfather also gave me a beautiful little white horse. I named it Feixue, and it came back with us this time.
"Mom, can I take you to see the flying snow?
"My great-grandfather also said that I could ask Uncle Meng to teach me how to ride a horse!
"Mom, can I learn?"
"Of course you can!" Mrs. Ye gently stroked Qingtian's hair with her hand. "But when you learn to ride a horse, you must listen to Uncle Meng. You can't do it on your own, otherwise you will easily get hurt."
"Mom, I know."
The mother and daughter stayed in the house for a while. Sister Ye was thinking about dinner. She rubbed Qingtian's little head and said, "Get up quickly when you wake up. Mother is going to prepare dinner.
"Today is my great-grandfather's birthday, so Mom has to cook some delicious dishes.
"When you have dinner tonight, remember to wish great-grandfather a happy birthday!"
"Is birthday the same as celebrating one's birthday? Why is it called birthday?" It was the first time that Qingtian heard this word.
"Because my great-grandfather is old, it's called birthday. For people like my parents or you, it's still called birthday."
Qingtian was stunned when he heard this, then asked, "Can I celebrate my birthday too?"
"Of course you can. On your birthday, I'll make you delicious food and buy you gifts, okay?"
“But…” Qingtian twisted her hands together and lowered her head, “But I don’t know when my birthday is.
"Before... they said that since they didn't know when I was born, they didn't need to celebrate my birthday."
When Mrs. Ye heard this, her heart felt as if someone had pinched it hard, and it hurt so much.
She reached out and hugged Qingtian into her arms, kissed her little face and said, "Mom's birthday is the eighth day of the eighth month. From now on, Qingtian and I will share the same birthday. Let's celebrate together every year, okay?"
"Really? Great!" Qingtian hugged Mrs. Ye excitedly and almost fell off the bed.
"Be careful!" Mrs. Ye caught Qingtian, sweating coldly from fear. She reached out and slapped her on the butt. "Mom just told me to be careful. What will happen if I fall?"
Even after being beaten, Qingtian still smiled with curved eyebrows. He rubbed Sister Ye's arm and said, "Mom, that's great. I will have a birthday in the future too."
Hearing Qingtian say this, Mrs. Ye felt even more sour.
After settling down in Rongxi Village, the family celebrated the birthdays of their two children one after another.
Although it was just a simple celebration of cooking a bowl of longevity noodles, boiling two extra eggs, and giving some pocket money.
Mrs. Ye couldn't even remember what Qingtian's expression and reaction was at that time.
But now thinking about it, she must have felt very uncomfortable at that time, right?
But Qingtian's emotions came and went quickly. Knowing that he could celebrate his birthday with Mrs. Ye in the future, he soon became so happy that he seemed to have forgotten all the sadness before.
"Mom, go cook dinner. Can I go play with Uncle Meng?"
"Go!" Mrs. Ye also didn't want Qingtian to be immersed in the bad memories of the past.
I used to hear from the elderly that as children grow up, their memories before the age of three will gradually become blurred until they can no longer remember them.
She now particularly hopes that one day Qingtian will be able to forget all the hurt she has suffered in the past, leaving only happy and joyful memories.
Mrs. Ye changed Qingtian into some casual clothes, took off her clothes that were wrinkled from sleeping, and fixed her hair before saying, "Okay, go play!"
Qingtian ran to find Meng Yu who was feeding the horses in the stable and waved to him repeatedly.
Seeing this, Meng Yu walked over to her and bent over to listen to what she had to say.
Qingtian whispered in his ear, "Uncle Meng, can you take me out for a while?"
"Miss Qingtian, do you want to go out and play, or do you want to go shopping?" Meng Yu guessed, "Or do you want to go out and play on Feixue?"
"I want to go out and buy something. Please take me out quietly and don't tell anyone, okay?" Qingtian said in a low voice.
Meng Yu thought Qingtian wanted to go out and buy something delicious without telling the adults, so he agreed immediately.
"Okay, then let's go quietly through this corner door so no one can see us."
To facilitate access, the stable was built in the northwest corner of the house, next to a corner door that leads directly to the outside.
Although this corner gate is not often opened, with Meng Yu here, it is easy to get out from here.
Meng Yu even brought Feixue out with him, let Qingtian sit on the horse, and he led the horse in front.
"Miss Qingtian, what do you want to buy?" Meng Yu only remembered to ask this question after coming out of the mansion.
While asking, he had already gone through all the delicious restaurants nearby in his mind.
No matter what Qingtian wanted to eat, he was sure he could find a place for her immediately.
Unexpectedly, Qingtian said, "Uncle Meng, let's go to Linglong Pavilion."
"Ah? What are you doing at Linglong Pavilion?"
Seeing that everyone had already left the house, Qingtian said, "I'm going to buy something for my great-grandfather."
Meng Yu was stunned. Although he had never been to Linglong Pavilion to buy anything, he knew that they sold Western things there. Most importantly, the things there were not cheap!
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