Everyone was sitting in the restaurant. Two birthday cakes were placed on the dining table. Each cake had eleven candles lit, meaning that Han'er was exactly eleven years old.
In order to create a better atmosphere, Jiang Jiabo closed the door, making the living room extremely dark, with only the faint light from the candles.
Qin Han wore a birthday crown on his head, and others sang cheerful birthday songs.
"Happy birthday to you!"
"Happy birthday to you!"
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Everyone blessed Qin Han from the bottom of their hearts, and Qin Han closed his eyes and made a birthday wish.
In fact, his wish has already come true, but he still makes the same wish every year.
After making a wish, Qin Han opened his eyes and blew out the candle in front of him.
Seeing this, Jiang Jiabo opened the door and turned on the chandelier in the dining room.
Suddenly, the living room was brightly lit. As the birthday boy today, Qin Han cut a piece of cake of moderate size for each person.
Qin Han didn't want to eat it at first, but as the birthday boy, the cake was bought specially for him so he cut a small piece.
"This cake is delicious. Today, thanks to Junior Brother Han'er, I am in for a treat." As a girl, Hongyan naturally likes desserts.
In their dynasty, material things were scarce and it was good enough to be able to fill their stomachs, let alone eat desserts.
Those are the entertainment of rich people, poor people will not enjoy them.
What's more, they didn't have cakes at that time, only various pastries.
Speaking of which, today was her first time eating birthday cake, and she didn't expect it to be so delicious.
"Sister Hongyan, don't you have any cake to eat?" Qin Xue asked curiously while eating.
After finishing her food, Hongyan replied seriously: "No, we only have some simple meals and the desserts are also crudely made.
People of your generation know how to eat. They can cook and eat anything."
This aroused Jiang Jiabo's interest: "Miss Hong, which era are you from?"
"I am from the Qing Dynasty." Hongyan answered without hesitation.
This answer was something they had not expected. When they heard that Hongyan was from the Qing Dynasty, even Jiang Yimin, who usually remained calm in the face of adversity, could not help but look at her: "In other words, you have lived for hundreds of years?"
"My God, why do you look so young? Is there any way?" The other person was surprised by the answer.
Seeing that everyone was looking at her at the same time, Hongyan put down her bowl and chopsticks, and then continued to answer their questions: "Yes, it has been exactly one hundred and fifty-six years since I was born.
As for why she is so young..." She subconsciously glanced at Qin Han, and seeing that he looked like he didn't care about anything, she made up an excuse: "That's because of my practice."
But whether it is or not, she knows it clearly in her heart.
After her death, she had been in the state of a soul. If she had not had a connection with Qin Feng and entered her body, perhaps her soul would have been torn to pieces long ago, and she would not be here today.
But she didn't intend to tell this, otherwise she wouldn't have become Qin Han's senior sister.
"Practice can make a person who has lived for more than 150 years look like he is in his early twenties. This is incredible." Xiao Muting said sincerely.
"Aunt, if you are interested in cultivation, it is not too late to practice now." Qin Han knew what was in her mind as soon as he saw her expression.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Muting refused without hesitation. Although she was envious, she just wanted to grow old with Jiabo.
It may not be a good thing for a person to live too long.
"Grandma and Grandpa, didn't I give you longevity pills before? Don't worry, there will be absolutely no problem for you to live to be 120 years old." Qin Han said confidently.
If someone else said this, Jiang Yimin would not believe it, and he would scold the person who said it.
But since these words came from Han'er's mouth, he would believe them no matter how outrageous they were.
As for why he believed it, it was not only because Han'er had practiced, but more because of the feeling Han'er gave him.
From the first time he saw Qin Han, he had a deep impression of this child. Coupled with the extraordinary talents he later revealed, it was no exaggeration to say that Han'er was the son of God.
Lin Wanru couldn't close her mouth when she heard this. "It's rare to live to be 120 years old. But when that time comes, I'm afraid I'll be so old that all my teeth will fall out. I won't be able to eat or sleep, and that will be painful."
"No, I promise that you will enjoy your meals and sleep well. It will be impossible for you to have a poor appetite or sleep poorly."
With Qin Han's assurance, everyone was very happy.
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