"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, I wish you happiness and health~"
Wang Siyi and Li Changle sang Happy Birthday together to He Shumin, who was all smiles. It seemed as if the family had not been so lively for many years. Li Changle is not only talented, but also has a good personality and is easy to get along with.
He Shumin was forced by Wang Siyi to close her eyes and make a wish, then she blew out the candle and said to the couple in front of her with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, you two."
"Mom, happy birthday! I will come back every year to celebrate your birthday!" Wang Siyi leaned over to He Shumin's face and kissed her, then said with a smile.
He Shumin took Wang Siyi's hand and said jokingly, "Then you must remember, next time you have a conflict with your mother, remember to come back and celebrate my birthday."
When Wang Siyi heard He Shumin teasing her again, she suddenly looked embarrassed and said with her head down: "Mom, I will never quarrel with you again. I was young and ignorant at the time."
He Shumin touched Wang Siyi's hand and said softly, "What your father and I did back then was wrong. Mommy apologizes to you."
Wang Weimin saw the mother and daughter acting out their affectionate performance and couldn't help but interrupt: "What are you doing? It's your birthday, why are you being so pretentious?"
"What do you know, you old man." He Shumin rolled her eyes at her husband.
Wang Weimin shook his head. In this world, only small women and small men are difficult to raise. He disdained to argue with his wife. He pulled Li Changle aside to discuss poetry, leaving the mother and daughter to reminisce about the past.
Wang Weimin couldn't forget Li Changle's three Qingping tunes, and finally got the chance, "Changle, your three Qingping tunes were really popular this time. Come, tell me how you wrote these three poems."
"Well, when I write poetry, it mainly depends on inspiration. Sometimes a thought flashes through my mind and a poem comes out." Li Changle smiled awkwardly. He couldn't say that he had hundreds or thousands of poems in his head. Who would believe it?
"It's good to be young. I really hope my brain can flash like this." Although Wang Weimin knew that Li Changle might say this again, he still said it with emotion.
Li Changle could only smile. Honestly, Wang Weimin was the most talented person Li Changle had ever met. If he didn't have his memories on Earth, Wang Weimin's status as the president of Jinling University aside, his status in the Chinese poetry world was beyond Li Changle's reach.
Li Changle said sincerely, "Uncle Wang's poetry talent is not bad either."
Wang Weimin took it as Li Changle being modest and flattering. "Hey, I don't know my own worth, but you're definitely a genius. At least I can't write poems like yours. It's good for young people to be modest, but there's no need to be too self-deprecating."
Wang Weimin patted Li Changle on the shoulder and said, "Come, I've written a few new poems recently. Come and help me take a look..."
When Li Changle heard that Wang Weimin was going to grab her for poetry appreciation again, she felt bitter in her heart. The last time she was trying to appreciate it was just a blind cat catching a dead mouse. She didn't have so many allusions to learn and apply.
Fortunately, Li Changle still had some basic knowledge, and with the rich knowledge reserves in her head, she was finally able to fool Wang Weimin. During this time, she kept looking in the direction of Wang Siyi, hoping that she could rescue her, otherwise her knowledge reserves would not be enough for Wang Weimin to drain.
After discussing the newly composed poems with Wang Weimin, Wang Weimin felt unsatisfied and wanted to bring out his earlier poems to continue the discussion. Li Changle's scalp tingled and she quickly changed the subject, "Uncle Wang, do you know when Siyi's birthday is?"
"Huh? Didn't Siyi tell you?" Wang Weimin looked at Li Changle strangely. He thought Li Changle had known Wang Siyi's birthday for a long time. After all, they had been together for a while.
"No, Siyi never told me when her birthday is."
"Oh, that's right. Siyi even forgot her mother's birthday, so I guess she won't bother to remember mine." Wang Weimin was not surprised at all. He knew Wang Siyi quite well.
He glanced at Li Changle. He didn't ask Wang Siyi, but came to ask him instead. It seemed that this boy wanted to give his daughter a surprise. "Siyi's birthday is the month after next. Laba is her birthday, which is easy to remember."
"Okay, okay, thank you Uncle Wang." After finding out Wang Siyi's birthday, Li Changle was overjoyed. He then took out his mobile phone, opened the calendar, and set an alarm directly on Laba Day.
"Come on, Changle, try to call me father-in-law as soon as possible." Wang Weimin laughed, stood up and went to water the flowers.
Li Changle had just realized that Wang Weimin, his future father-in-law, while high-ranking and a scholar, was not pedantic and actually enjoyed playing pranks on him and Wang Siyi. Unsure if Wang Weimin was lying, he dared not respond. He simply watched as Wang Weimin stood up and walked away.
Wang Siyi had almost finished chatting with her mother, so she walked over to find Li Changle. Seeing Wang Weimin laughing and walking to water the flowers, she couldn't help but feel curious.
Wang Siyi asked in confusion, "What were you and my dad discussing just now? Why are you so happy?"
Li Changle blinked at Wang Siyi and said, "What can we talk about? It's still poetry."
You can't tell Wang Siyi directly about her birthday, as she will have to give her a surprise when the time comes. But Li Changle didn't lie either, after all, they were really talking about poetry just now.
Wang Siyi glanced at Li Changle and said, "I don't believe it. My father is laughing so happily, it's definitely not because of poetry."
"Really? If you don't believe me, go ask your dad. Liars are puppies."
"So do you want to be a golden retriever or a husky?"
"I want to be a human being." Li Changle rolled her eyes. How could this woman's intuition be so accurate? If that was the case, he couldn't tell her.
"We don't believe that you have been chatting for so long and only talked about poetry. Tell me, did you mention anything about me? What did you talk about?" Wang Siyi asked angrily and domineeringly.
"No, baby."
Wang Siyi felt ashamed when she heard Li Changle call her that. This guy was such a straight man before they were together, how could he change so quickly after they were together, saying dirty words one after another. "Bah, who is your treasure, you are just trying to make a fool of yourself."
Li Changle pretended to be serious and said, "You, you are my treasure."
"Don't...don't say anymore." Wang Siyi was also shy, and quickly covered Li Changle's face. Her mother was still watching from a distance, and it would be so embarrassing if she heard it.
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