Li Mengxue would never have imagined that Yi Qingqing could see all the little thoughts in her mind clearly in the big golden book.

But Yi Qingqing was helpless. Perhaps this was the side effect of the golden book.

Not only can she use the golden book to happily eat Li Mengxue's melons, but she can also see Li Mengxue's mental journey of eating melons, but she can do nothing about it.

Out of sight, out of mind. "Let's go, let's go to work!"

Yi Qingqing urged.

That day, after work in the afternoon, the group of seven returned to the educated youth site as usual.

The four girls linked arms and walked crookedly in a row. Wang Lingling, who usually lived at the outermost room, would let go of the girl's hand when she reached her door and go in, but today she did not let go.

Yi Qingqing was still confused when she walked to the door of Li Mengxue's house. Li Mengxue let go of the door and went to open it. Yi Qingqing was held on the left and right by Qian Lailai and Wang Lingling and turned around with her back to them.

"What are you doing?" Yi Qingqing asked puzzledly, but she followed their arrangements reluctantly.

After all, Yun Guyuan had reminded her in the morning.

However, they only shared their specific birthdays on New Year's Day this year, with Yi Qingqing being the first one to do so.

"Do you have any surprises?"

No one answered her question. Qian Lailai and Wang Lingling each grabbed one of her hands and lifted them up: "Just cover your eyes and count to 18 before you turn around."

Yi Qingqing became more and more curious. She covered her eyes obediently: "1234..."

"Hey, stop cheating, count slower!"

"Oh...5...6..."

She felt that the people around her were gone, they must have gone into the house.

There was a rustling sound, and finally it became quiet.

“…17…18!”

Yi Qingqing turned around abruptly.

My pupils shrank slightly and I felt like running away.

This wasn't quite how she'd imagined her birthday celebration would be.

However, Li Mengxue and the others did not allow her to do so. They pulled her into the room and locked the door with a bang.

"Happy 18th birthday to our Little Golden Flower Yi Qingqing! Come here, this is a special commemorative birthday card issued by the organization. Keep it well. It has our autographs and handprints on it!"

Among the six people, five stood in two rows, with three at the back and two at the front, guarding a big red paper poster.

The two big words "Greeting Card" were written on the top with a brush, and at the bottom it was written "Happy 18th birthday to Comrade Xiaojinhua Yiqingqing", and there was also the signature "Jointly awarded by the Jinhua Organization and the Anyu Squad".

A breath of second-year student vibes hits me in the face.

"Comrade Yi Qingqing, this is a birthday souvenir from the organization," Li Mengxue said solemnly, handing her a bamboo basket covered with red cloth and hanging a big red flower on her chest.

"Thank you for the organization's arrangement!" Comrade Yi Qingqing succumbed to the intimidation of the six women, took the bamboo basket, opened it and saw that there were quite a few things in it, a four-piece set of prizes from that era: a towel, an enamel cup, a notebook and a fountain pen.

"Come get the card!"

Yi Qingqing: "..."

"Thank you for the organization!" It was like an award ceremony.

"Okay, our birthday boy, please take a seat," Qian Lailai and the others made way.

Yi Qingqing was pushed to sit on the kang, holding the award certificate in one hand and a bamboo basket in the other.

Wang Lingling poured her a glass of water: "Please drink it, the meal will be ready later."

"Haha, you guys make me feel embarrassed," Yi Qingqing couldn't hold it anymore and took the water while laughing.

"Come, please have some melon seeds," Qian Lailai peeled the melon seeds and put them in Yi Qingqing's hand.

The others went to make a fire and cook.

"Hahaha," Yi Qingqing was overjoyed. "The organization's benefits are too good, they even include serving tea and water, and peeling melon seeds for you?"

"Serving the birthday boy!" Qian Lailai said with a smile, "Hahaha, I can't help it!"

"Whose idea is this? When did you prepare it?" Yi Qingqing didn't even notice it, and it wasn't written in the big golden book.

"Serving the birthday boy!" Li Mengxue said seriously.

Oh, I see! Sure enough, only she could come up with such a stupid idea.

Yi Qingqing blinked her eyes and decided to blend in with the "crowd", enjoying the feeling of having food and clothes provided for her: "This wall I'm leaning against is a bit hard!"

"Please lean on me!" Wang Lingling opened her arms.

Yi Qingqing lay on her legs like a boneless person, rubbed the soft flesh on her belly, and continued to act like a demon: "Oh, this tea is a little out of reach."

Wang Lingling brought the cup to her with a smile.

"Pumpkin seeds!" Yi Qingqing pursed her lips.

Qian Lailai sat down next to her and peeled some melon seeds and fed them into her mouth.

Yi Qingqing was shaking her head, taking sips of melon seeds and tea, with a human pillow leaning against her. It was a god-like day!

She kind of wanted to have a few more birthdays like this.

Of course, if this evil thing is done too much, it will be retaliated against.

"My dear birthday boy, do you feel an itch around your waist?" Qian Lailai asked.

Yi Qingqing keenly sensed that something was wrong: "It's not itchy, I'm not itchy!"

"Oh, it's itchy, Lingling, let's help her scratch it!" Qian Lailai said with a smile.

Wang Lingling held Yi Qingqing's hand and said, "Come on, the birthday boy is ready!"

Yi Qingqing: "..."

"Ah...hahaha...I was wrong! I was wrong!"

"Ah? What, are you comfortable? Okay, I'll try harder!" Qian Lailai took smiling service to the extreme.

Yi Qingqing laughed so hard that she had no energy left and gave up resisting.

Yun Guyuan was the chef for dinner, with the others helping out. By the time it was time to eat, Yi Qingqing and the others had finally calmed down a bit.

Apart from being tickled, she just opened her mouth and ate.

After the meal, the celebration came to an end.

Yi Qingqing expressed her gratitude to the organization again, and went back to the house holding her big greeting card and prize, oh no, gift.

After returning to the house, she rubbed her stiff cheeks with a silly smile.

He went to the brighter space of the thatched house, folded up the big red paper that was full of sand sculpture atmosphere, and placed it in the cabinet beside the kang to keep it well.

Although the content on the paper was funny, the handwriting was good, and it seemed that it was written by the same person as the handwriting on the bottom of the comb box this morning.

I kept the gift carefully and took the cup out directly, planning to use it in daily life, replacing the old cup I brought from home.

Today's birthday was quite memorable. I can't help laughing when I think about it.

Yi Qingqing felt that she was very lucky to meet these rare friends here, which warmed her time in the countryside.

With them around, every day seems to be filled with happiness and laughter. Even the smallest things can make us laugh together because there are people who share the same interests as us.