After knowing that Lan Shuang was going to have a birthday, the arrogant and stubborn Mr. Jiang secretly looked up some travel guides online without anyone knowing.
“What should I get my friend for his birthday?”
A bunch of random answers popped up immediately, including watches, shavers, electric toothbrushes, red envelopes, and even Mercedes-Benz, BMW, and Lamborghini...
Jiang Han took one look and frowned: "What the hell is this?"
Someone asked: "If I want to give a gift, I have to first tell my friend whether they are male or female. What does it matter? Friendships are very broad, and gifts are very particular to different genders and friends."
Jiang Han was awakened by this and immediately deleted the original question. Then he hesitated for a while between girlfriend and female friends. Female friends were too general. His relationship with Lan Shuang was obviously not that simple.
My girlfriend...it hasn't reached that point yet.
"Tsk..." Jiang Han was a little annoyed. He thought for a while and asked selfishly: [What should I give to a female friend I'm in a relationship with for her birthday?]
This time the answers below are much more normal.
Passerby A: [See if you have money, red envelopes and flowers are a must, and a set of room cards for a big dinner and a movie will definitely win. Good luck, buddy.]
Passerby B: [Isn't the above person too superficial? If you really want to have a good relationship with someone, forget about the room card or anything like that. It's too purposeful and disrespectful. I'd say flowers are essential. They don't have to be a lot, but they must be there. Other gifts depend on your ability. It's best if they're homemade; they show more sincerity.]
Chiguajia: [Make your own birthday cake or longevity noodles. Trust me, it will move you to tears. Just ask and I've tried it.]
Then a group of people in the building asked him about his story.
Jiang Han looked at it for a few seconds, as if thinking about something.
"You made it yourself? It shouldn't be too difficult, right?"
He thought about it, turned around and searched for the recipe of making cakes, and went into the kitchen for the first time. This scared his aunt so much that she kept watching from the side, as if she was on guard against a terrorist who could set off an explosion at any time.
Jiang Han: "..."
He looked at his aunt helplessly and said, "I'm just making a cake, don't be so nervous."
Auntie smiled awkwardly and said, "So what did you do with the ten eggs?"
Jiang Han said as a matter of course: "I'm afraid it's too little and not enough."
Aunt:"……"
She looked at Jiang Han kneading the dough with a complicated expression. It was sometimes hard and sometimes thin, and he was busy and exhausted. Then he sulked at the half-finished product.
After finally getting to the oven, Jiang Han set the temperature to high before she could say anything. Auntie asked sincerely, "Uncle Jiang, aren't you afraid it will get burnt if you leave it on for too long?"
Jiang Han: "Hmm? This cake is big. What if it's not cooked in a short time?"
"But--"
"You go out first, don't worry, I can do it."
Aunt: “…” Okay, then you can just bang your head against the wall.
She went out nervously, closed the kitchen door and began to pray devoutly, hoping that God would protect her and prevent the kitchen from exploding.
Half an hour later, Master Jiang came out with a dark face, holding a piece of charcoal whose original appearance could not be recognized.
Aunt:"……"
Jiang Han took a deep breath, but ended up inhaling a burnt smell into his lungs. He couldn't help coughing.
Auntie quickly poured him a glass of water and said, "Mr. Jiang, you'd better not make it. Let's order one online."
"No, the order is not sincere." Jiang Han looked at the charcoal in his hand stubbornly, frowning, as if wondering what went wrong.
Auntie sighed helplessly, "If you insist on making something yourself, I'll teach you how to make longevity noodles. That's easier."
Jiang Han's eyes lit up: "Alright."
Then Jiang Han spent a whole afternoon in the kitchen and finally learned how to do it.
Prepare to give Lan Shuang a surprise on her birthday.
As expected, on her birthday, Lan Shuang was deeply moved when she saw the longevity noodles he made by himself.
Jiang Han asked expectantly, "Is it delicious?"
Lan Shuang burst into tears after taking a bite and nodded vigorously: "Mm, delicious, especially delicious!"
888 asked suspiciously, "Really, host? Why are you crying so miserably?"
Lan Shuang took a piece of paper and wiped her tears and said, "Nonsense, try eating a mouthful of salt."
888: “…”
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