Chapter 342 The adorable baby's first birthday celebration amazes everyone!
Upon opening it, I found two safety buckles made from bullet casings, gleaming brightly.
"Thank you, Commander." Gu Beichen didn't stand on ceremony and took it, putting it in his pocket.
Su Yue handed Ning Jing, who was in her arms, to Zhang Huilan and turned to greet the guests.
Huo Wenxuan was dressed like a peacock today, carrying a heavy sandalwood box, and squeezed to the front.
"Su Yue, watch me."
He put the box on the ground and opened it with a snap.
The golden light almost blinded everyone.
A small abacus made of pure gold, a longevity lock inlaid with rubies, and two small, bright yellow gold bars.
"Vulgar," Su Yue commented with a single word.
"It's good to be vulgar!" Huo Wenxuan took out the abacus and shook it, the beads clinking loudly. "This is called 'wealth rolling in.' We business people just want good fortune."
Gu Zhengfeng took out a set of writing implements from the house and placed them in the center of the red carpet: "This is the heritage of our Gu family. Reading and understanding principles is the right path."
Gu Beichen was displeased. He turned around, went back into the house, and took out a wooden pistol model.
He spent three sleepless nights carving it out bit by bit from rosewood; even the magazine could be removed.
He placed the wooden gun in the most conspicuous position: "A member of the Gu family must wield a gun."
Su Yue didn't say anything, but silently took out a stethoscope and an unsharpened scalpel from her pocket and quietly placed them in the corner.
The auspicious time has arrived.
All the items for the baby's first birthday celebration were arranged in a semicircle on the red carpet.
Books, pens, seals, abacuses, coins, food, cosmetics, wooden guns, stethoscopes... a dazzling array of items.
Zhang Huilan changed Gu Pingan into a pair of tiger-head shoes and placed him at one end of the red carpet.
The little guy was wearing a bright red cotton-padded jacket and a tiger-head hat today, which made his little face look even more serious.
He neither cried nor made a fuss. He sat on the red carpet, his dark eyes scanning the adults around him.
"Ping An, go." Gu Beichen squatted down at the other end and patted the wooden gun. "Take that one, Dad will teach you how to shoot targets."
Huo Wenxuan, shaking his abacus, said, "Nephew, look over here! This one's shiny! This one's valuable!"
Gu Zhengfeng tapped the inkstone: "Ping An, pick up your pen, and grow up to be a great scientist."
The surrounding guests joined in the commotion.
"Take the seal! You'll become a high-ranking official someday!"
"Take the scallion! Smart!"
Gu Pingan remained seated, without moving.
He seemed annoyed by these shouting adults, a small knot forming on his brow.
Su Yue leaned against the pillar, peeling a peanut in her hand, without urging him on.
A full minute passed.
Gu Pingan finally moved.
He braced himself with his hands on the ground and crawled forward steadily.
As he passed the seal that symbolized power, he didn't even glance at it, and his knee ran directly over it.
As he passed Huo Wenxuan's gleaming abacus, he paused. Huo Wenxuan was about to grin when he saw Ping An reach out her little hand and disdainfully push the abacus aside, as if it was blocking her way.
"Oh, my gold!" Huo Wenxuan clutched his chest.
Gu Ping'an, without any distraction, climbed straight up to the wooden gun.
Gu Beichen straightened his back instantly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.
That's right.
This is Gu Beichen's son.
Ping An reached out and grabbed the barrel of the wooden gun.
Gu Beichen was just about to get up and applaud.
The next second, Ping An picked up the wooden gun and casually tossed it aside.
"Clatter".
The wooden gun rolled under the table.
Gu Beichen's expression froze on his face, looking even worse than if he had eaten a bitter melon.
The entire room fell into a deathly silence.
This child really doesn't respect his own father.
After throwing away the gun, Gu Ping'an continued crawling forward. His goal was clear: to reach the corner.
There lay Su Yue's stethoscope and scalpel, which she had casually set aside.
He stopped in front of the scalpel.
The silver-white metal handle refracted a cold light in the sunlight.
Ping An stretched out her chubby little hand and grabbed the knife handle. She gripped it tightly, then raised it and waved it in the sunlight.
A rare, satisfied look appeared on his face.
"..."
Everyone was stunned.
This scalpel was a spare knife that Su Yue used for practice. Although it wasn't sharpened, its design exuded a chilling aura.
A one-year-old child holding a knife—the scene is undeniably bizarre.
"good!"
Su Yue tossed the peanut shells aside and led the applause.
"As expected of my son, he has such good taste. With this knife skill, whether he's on the operating table saving lives, or..." She paused, glancing at Gu Beichen, "he'll be an expert at dissecting anything else."
Gu Beichen wiped his face, feeling both helpless and resigned.
"Alright." He walked over, picked up Ping An, and took the knife away, replacing it with a rattle drum. "A military doctor is a soldier too. As long as it's a sharp blade, it can kill the enemy anywhere."
Commander Zheng laughed loudly: "This kid has a ruthless streak; he'll definitely amount to something!"
Next up is Gu Ningjing.
This little girl and her brother are complete opposites.
As soon as she was placed on the red carpet, she giggled, revealing her two newly sprouted baby teeth, and waved to the people around her.
"Ningjing, come here!" Huo Wenxuan, unwilling to give up, picked up the abacus again and added two gold bars next to it. "Uncle is saving up for your dowry!"
Gu Ningjing used both her hands and feet to climb very quickly.
She first crawled over to the book and patted it with her little hand. Gu Zhengfeng was about to stroke his beard and laugh when she didn't take it. Instead, she reached over the book and grabbed a fountain pen.
That was the Parker gold pen that Su Yue usually used to write medical records.
Without stopping, she made another turn and headed straight for Huo Wenxuan's pile of gold.
She grabbed the heaviest gold bar.
A fountain pen in his left hand and a gold bar in his right.
We must grasp both aspects firmly.
"What a joke!"
Chen Xinyue exclaimed in surprise, "She's going to be a great writer and a super rich woman!"
Huo Wenxuan was overjoyed: "See that! See that! This girl takes after me! She knows money is a good thing! These gold bars are hers, consider it a gift from me!"
Gu Ningjing seemed to understand that everyone was praising her. Holding up the gold bar and the pen, she stood up unsteadily on the red carpet and gave Su Yue and Gu Beichen a big smile.
The laughter in the yard almost shook the dust off the grape trellis.
Huo Wenxuan's shout made everyone in the room laugh.
“A cultured rich woman? That’s a novel term!” Commander Zheng laughed so hard he almost fell over, pointing at the swaying Gu Ningjing. “This little girl is going to be something special. Our compound is probably going to have a female god of wealth.”
Academician Qian pushed up his glasses, looked at the little boy with a pen in one hand and a gold bar in the other, and nodded repeatedly: "To grasp both material and spiritual civilization, this awareness is higher than that of us old men."
Gu Ningjing seemed to know that everyone was praising her, so she held up the gold bar and said "Ah" as a response.
Su Yue walked over, picked up her daughter, and casually handed the heavy gold bar to Gu Beichen.
"Keep this safe, it's my daughter's first pot of gold."
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