Chapter 95 Let's eat cake!
Mao Mao carried the cake box all the way.
While in the car, she held the box on her lap. Even after getting off the car, she kept staring at the cake box until her brother put it back in her arms.
When Lou Fengju stepped out the door, he saw a large box grow legs and wobble as it walked into the house. Because it couldn't see the way clearly, it would turn left and right, with two small, wobbly tufts of hair sticking out from the top.
He found it amusing.
Lou Fengju took a long stride and stood in his sister's path, when the cake box with legs suddenly bumped into him.
He deliberately asked, "Who bumped into me?"
A chubby little face popped out from behind the cake box: "Brother?"
Lou Fengju curled his lips and looked at his sister with ill intent: "Oh, it's Mao Mao... You bumped into your brother and hurt my leg so much, what should we do?"
Mao Mao stared blankly at him, her eyes wet with tears.
Lou Fengju squatted down, hands on either side, poised to strike: "Um... I can't walk anymore."
Mao Mao panicked. She quickly put the large cake box on the ground and hurriedly walked towards her brother: "Brother..." But little did she know, she was walking right into the lion's den and was pulled into Lou Fengju's arms.
Lou Fengju leaned his strong profile closer: "Mao Mao, give your brother a kiss, and your brother won't feel pain anymore."
Mao Mao quickly pouted and gave two quick kisses.
After giving him a kiss on one side, he kissed him on the other. Lou Fengju's eyebrows relaxed, and a smile played on her lips.
Lou Hongjian followed him in, his face full of disdain: "Brother, you are shameless."
Lou Fengju chuckled and said, "You're jealous because Mao Mao and I are together?"
"Jealous? I wouldn't be."
Lou Hongjian strode over, reached out and took his younger sister from his older brother's arms, and pressed his handsome face against hers, letting her kiss him twice.
Lou Hongjian smiled, his peach blossom eyes sparkling: "I'm Mao Mao's favorite older brother, why would I be jealous of you?"
Lou Fengju scoffed, his expression clearly showing his disapproval.
"By the way, big brother, what are you doing at home?"
"I'm coming back to get a document, and I'll leave as soon as I get it."
Lou Fengju lowered his eyes and saw the box containing the large cake. Although he couldn't see the contents, he could smell the sweet aroma of cream.
He casually said, "Mao Mao, you want to eat cake? Shall I cut it for you?"
Mao Mao shook her head: "No."
"don't want?!"
The two older brothers looked over in surprise.
Lou Hongjian touched his sister's tummy with a suspicious look.
Although it is still round, it has digested and is no longer bloated; it can now hold a triangular piece of cream cake.
When did their sister develop anorexia?
But Mao Mao shook her head firmly and clenched her little fists: "I want, I want Mother to cut it."
"Fourth concubine?"
...
Xia Xiaoxiang, along with her second and third wives, spent the whole day shopping at the department store, only leaving at dusk.
Not only did they buy colorful balls of yarn, but they also came out carrying large and small bags.
Shopping is a woman's nature. When the rickshaw stopped in front of the Marshal's Mansion, she was beaming as she carried the bags inside.
"Mao Mao! Mao Mao!"
Xia Xiaoxiang exclaimed excitedly, "Look what good things Mom bought for you!"
Soon, a little dumpling came running out at the sound, waving its tiny hand and happily toddling towards her: "Mama—"
"Why!"
Xia Xiaoxiang responded, put down the bag in her hand, and hugged her daughter who rushed towards her.
She said cheerfully, "Oh? Why did you change your clothes?"
Mao Mao was no longer wearing the same clothes she had worn that morning; she was wearing a new tutu, her hair had been restyled, and she was wearing a small crown with sparkling diamonds. Combined with the little girl's fair and delicate face, she looked like a walking mini cake.
Mao Mao pulled her toward the dining room, saying, "Mother, let's go, let's go."
Xia Xiaoxiang was completely confused, but she cooperated and let her pull her along, bowing as she followed behind her.
Behind them, the second and third concubines exchanged a glance, puzzled, and followed.
When they arrived at the dining room, they found it had been completely renovated.
The long table was laden with a dazzling array of delicacies, with a large cream cake in the center. Balloons and ribbons had somehow appeared all around, making it look like a celebration.
Xia Xiaoxiang was led to the center by Mao Mao. Before she could even react, Mao Mao huffed and puffed as she dragged out a heavy chair for her: "Mother, sit, sit." She plopped down and stared wide-eyed at the huge cream cake.
Xia Xiaoxiang hesitated, looking at the people around her: "This is..."
Before she could finish speaking, Mao Mao had already jumped onto her lap, her eyes sparkling as she tilted her little head up: "Mommy, eat cake!"
The first wife smiled and stepped forward to stop her, saying, "Wait, we still need to blow out the candles."
She turned around and ordered, "Ah Chun, bring me some matches."
The maid brought matches, lit the candles on the cake, and drew the curtains in the dining room.
It was already dusk, and once the curtains were drawn, the room was dark except for the faint glow of the candlelight.
Xia Xiaoxiang awkwardly made a wish, blew out the candles, and after each step, she would look back at the First Madam, afraid that she might have made a mistake.
Lou Hongjian stood aside, watching Mao Mao run around happily like a fluttering little butterfly. He turned to his younger brother and said, "It wasn't a waste of my afternoon blowing up balloons."
Lou Yansui, holding onto the armrest of her wheelchair, nodded in agreement, "Third Brother, it's rare for you to do something good."
"Of course, I didn't attend so many dances for nothing," Lou Hongjian said. "I'm the most experienced when it comes to organizing parties."
The large cream cake was cut and distributed to everyone.
Xia Xiaoxiang carefully held the cake, looking at the fluffy and sweet cream on top, which resembled clouds. Holding the fork, she hesitated to take a bite.
She looked at her daughter, whose face was pale from eating, and was still a little dazed: "Why are you giving me cake?"
"It must be because of me," Lou Yansui said. "A couple of days ago, I wrote a new story where Maomao saw someone celebrating their birthday and eating a cream cake."
Cream cakes are a luxury item in Western bakeries, and eating cake on birthdays is a Western custom. Mao Mao had never eaten one before. In the past, longevity noodles were eaten for birthdays.
"Birthday?"
The first wife smiled and said, "It was Mao Mao who said that today is your birthday."
Xia Xiaoxiang opened her eyes wide in disbelief.
She looked at her three-year-old daughter, both surprised and delighted: "Mao Mao, you still remember your mother's birthday?"
Of course Mao Mao remembers.
She lifted her head from inside the cake, raising her chubby chin: "At this time last year, my mother cooked noodles and added two eggs to her bowl!"
Mother boiled three eggs, but there was only one in Mao Mao's noodles.
My mother said that since she is the birthday girl, she should eat an extra one.
On Mao Mao's birthday, Mao Mao can eat an extra egg.
Mao Mao remembers!
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