In addition to some classmates from Pei Yang's class and Zhao Yun, Shen Mingzhu also invited many children from the staff housing compound.

Due to limited space at home, Shen Mingzhu borrowed the senior activity center in the family compound and arranged it one day in advance.

A long table was used to form a square in the center of the venue, with balloons of various colors suspended around it. The ceiling was hung with colorful streamers, and on the wall in the middle the seven words "Happy Birthday, Pei Ziheng" were spelled out with colorful small balloons.

In addition, Shen Mingzhu also prepared table tennis rackets, badminton rackets, shuttlecocks, chess boards, etc. for the children attending the birthday party to play with.

However, Shen Mingzhu did all this secretly without telling Pei Ziheng.

Although Pei Ziheng was reluctant to let Shen Mingzhu worry about his birthday, when Shen Mingzhu proposed to hold a birthday party for him, he couldn't help but feel anticipation and desire in his heart.

In Pei Ziheng's mind, birthday parties should be arranged in advance, at least with decorations such as balloons and ribbons, and various candies, snacks and drinks should also be prepared.

But as his birthday approached, there was no movement at home.

Until the night before my birthday, the house was still deserted and there was no sign of a birthday party the next day.

At night, Pei Ziheng lay on the bed, carrying a great sense of loss in his small body.

Mom must have forgotten.

I heard that pregnant women’s memory will decline and they will lose things.

Should he remind his mother?

Pei Ziheng turned over, looked at the dark starry sky outside the window, and blinked.

Forget it. It’s already hard enough for mom to be pregnant, so let’s not add more trouble to her.

Tomorrow, he will use his saved pocket money to treat his friends who are attending his birthday party to eat fried skewers and drink soda.

Well, that's it.

Pei Ziheng closed his eyes with a heavy heart.

Early the next morning, Pei Ziheng got up and found that everything at home was the same as usual.

Dad was busy preparing breakfast in the kitchen and Mom was washing her face in the bathroom.

My mother loves beauty. She washes her face with facial cleanser every day and then applies fragrant facial cream.

"Mother."

He stood at the bathroom door, unable to hide his anticipation.

But his mother seemed to have really forgotten his birthday and just asked him to go in and wash up.

It’s okay, Mom definitely didn’t forget on purpose.

Pei Ziheng comforted himself silently.

When he sat at the table, he found that today's breakfast was hand-rolled noodles with a golden fried egg on top.

He picked up the chopsticks and was about to eat, but found that the father opposite him was eating wontons.

He looked at his mother beside him, who was also eating wontons.

"Don't look at it, eat it quickly. This is the longevity noodles your mother made for you early in the morning. You have to eat it all in one bite without biting it off."

After hearing his father's instructions, he immediately looked at his mother beside him.

"Happy birthday, son. You're one year older." Mom touched his little head gently.

Pei Ziheng was both happy and disappointed.

Happy mom remembered his birthday, but sad mom seemed to have really forgotten about the birthday party.

But it doesn’t matter, mom made him longevity noodles.

The noodles are chewy and the fried eggs are fragrant and delicious.

After breakfast, his mother took out the birthday gift she had prepared for him, which turned out to be a scooter.

The wooden handles and pedals are polished very smoothly and painted with waterproof varnish. Four small rubber wheels are installed under the pedals, which makes it light and easy to hold, and stable when sliding.

"Do you like it? I designed this myself and your father made it for you."

"like!"

It doesn’t matter if there is no birthday party, he has a scooter.

For a kid his age, owning a scooter is just YYDS.

But my mother took out a new set of clothes and said that I should wear new clothes on my birthday.

Well, whatever mom says is right.

It seems that someone is having a wedding in the family compound today, and there are a lot of beautiful balloons tied outside the senior activity center.

He withdrew his gaze without caring, and skated forward, feeling the flying comfort and feeling as happy as flying.

"Son, there seems to be some activity over there, let's go take a look."

Mom always likes to watch the fun, so of course he has to accompany her.

"Pei Ziheng, why did you come just now?"

Why are Zhou Hao and those annoying guys here too? It’s so annoying.

"Pei Ziheng, happy birthday!"

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"Happy birthday!"

What's going on? How did they know that today was his birthday? "Pei Ziheng, why does your scooter have a handle? It looks fun. Can you lend it to me?"

No! Get out! Don't touch me! "Son, come in."

Seeing his mother standing at the door of the activity room waving at him, he hurriedly picked up his scooter and ran over through the crowd.

As soon as he entered the room, he was stunned by the beautifully and festively decorated birthday venue.

Is he dreaming? He turned to look at his mother beside him. His mother was also looking at him, her eyes were so gentle and her smile was so beautiful.

"Happy birthday, son!"

Heat welled up in his eyes, it turned out that his mother had not forgotten his birthday party.

"Okay, stop crying. It's your birthday today, you should be happy. Why are you still crying?"

Looking at his mother squatting there wiping his tears with a handkerchief, his heart was filled with guilt and self-blame.

He was such a fool that he actually misunderstood that his mother had forgotten his birthday.

"Mom, I'm sorry."

"I thought you forgot about the birthday party."

His mother hugged him and said gently, "Little fool, even if I forget to eat and sleep, I will never forget your birthday."

Thank you, Mom, and I love you.

Love you forever.

…

Today's senior activity center is as lively as a kindergarten, with children's cheers and laughter coming one after another.

Many people in the family compound stood outside the windows of the activity room, looking inside in wonder through the glass.

"I heard that this birthday party cost nearly a hundred dollars."

"Shen Mingzhu is really generous. She made such a big fuss to celebrate her stepson's birthday."

"Her stepson is different from other stepsons. He loves her more than her own son. Now she is pregnant again. If she has another daughter, her life will be complete."

"Yes, a son and a daughter, really enviable."

Shen Baolan would naturally not miss such excitement.

Looking at Shen Mingzhu, who was smiling as she distributed birthday cakes to the children, the envy and jealousy in her heart surged like waves.

"It's just that this child has never seen his biological mother. If his biological mother comes to the door one day, do you think he will run away with her? Then all her efforts will be in vain and she won't even have time to cry." There are always people who say sour things.

"That's true. This isn't your own child, so you can't tame it anyway."

Everyone looked at Shen Baolan intentionally or unintentionally.

After all, among those present, apart from Shen Mingzhu, she was the only stepmother, and her relationship with her stepson had always been bad.

However, Shen Baolan didn't care about the ridicule of the crowd. She only had one thought in her mind. (End of this chapter)