Cen Zhengnian only has two days of vacation, and Chu Xia's feelings towards him are a bit complicated. It is impossible to say that she is not moved at all, but when it comes to deep love, it is not to that extent.

It is like a layer of ripples on the clear lake, which has not yet formed a huge storm.

Cen Zhengnian has to go to work, and what she regrets most is that there is no one to warm the quilt, and it will take until midnight for her to get warm when she sleeps alone.

In fact, the one who is most reluctant to leave Cen Zhengnian is An An.

How long can a child remember a grudge? Cen Huaian no longer has the resentment towards Cen Zhengnian.

He knew that Cen Zhengnian was leaving tomorrow, and he kept pestering him to play chess in the afternoon. Even when Hu Lei's son Hu Pandeng brought his children to play with him, he was unwilling to go out.

Then Hu Pandeng and others came in to see Cen Huaian and Cen Zhengnian playing chess together.

Hu Pandeng is a chubby kid with a dark face. He looks strong and healthy.

Chuxia asked Cen Huaian, "An'an, can Pandeng and the others play with your toys?"

Cen Huaian said generously, "Except the ones my father gave me, all others are fine."

Chuxia took out his comic books, checkers, flying chess, and also took a bunch of candy and peanut snacks and placed them on the table, so that the children could eat and play.

Hu Pandeng and the other children were well taught by their family. They ate candy and said thank you to Chuxia.

Chuxia couldn't understand Go, and neither could Hu Pandeng and the other children.

However, the children were very curious. Except for a boy who looked very quiet holding a comic book, the rest of them crowded behind Cen Huaian to watch him play chess.

Cen Huaian's side was packed with people, there was no empty seat at all.

Chu Xia did not go over, she sat next to Cen Zhengnian.

As soon as she sat down, Cen Zhengnian looked over and saw her rubbing her hands and blowing on them to warm them. He reached out and touched her hand and said, "It's a little cold."

Then he held her hand. The heat from his palm was indeed warmer than if she put it in her pocket.

But there were children in front of her, Chu Xia felt a little embarrassed, she tried to pull her hand away, but couldn't, she could only quickly put her hand down on her legs to prevent the children opposite from seeing it. Fortunately,

the children were watching the chess seriously and didn't notice the two people's actions, Chu Xia breathed a sigh of relief.

Children are not quiet. They ask questions when they don't understand. When Cen Huaian makes his next move, Hu Pandeng asks, "An'an, why do you play here?"

The other children also have many questions.

"An'an, can't you play in the middle?"

"You can block the black flag here, play here."

"There's space there, play there."

Chu Xia couldn't help laughing when she heard it. She saw that Cen Huaian couldn't bear it anymore, so she turned her head and said to a few people, "Shut up."

But these children were obviously not afraid of him. They stopped for a few seconds at most and started to interrupt again.

They didn't understand what "a true gentleman watches chess without saying a word". They only knew to ask questions when they didn't understand, and fully played the role of giving opinions.

Cen Huaian simply ignored them and concentrated on playing. Hu Pandeng and the others didn't care either. They talked about their own things and discussed them very well, which made Chuxia very happy.

Cen Zhengnian still didn't win this game of chess. There was a big gap between his chess skills and Cen Huaian's. If he didn't study hard, he would never have a chance to beat An An in the future.

But Cen Zhengnian didn't mind. "Every profession has its specializations." He was a human, not a god, and he couldn't be a jack of all trades.

Cen Huaian was dragged to play Gobang with Hu Pandeng. The little boy who was reading quietly also sat over and said that he wanted to play with Cen Huaian.

Hu Pandeng immediately made way and said, "An An, you play with Xiao He, he is also very good at chess."

Cen Zhengnian and Chuxia didn't want to join in the fun of the kids, so they prepared to leave.

He asked Chuxia, "Do you want to see the room I used to live in?"

The upstairs where Chuxia lived was a new room that Jiang Shengnan had renovated to make her feel comfortable. Many things in it were convenient for girls to use.

Cen Zhengnian and his brother used to live on the first and second floors respectively. He lived on the first floor, right next to where Yutian and his family lived.

Chuxia nodded, "Okay." Anyway, she didn't have anything else to do now.

She thought Cen Zhengnian's room should be like him, with a warm atmosphere, clean and tidy, and maybe a lot of books.

But as soon as she walked into the room, Chuxia was surprised. There were books in it, but there were more models of all kinds, airplanes, rockets, and shells. There were wooden and bullet shells, large and small shelves that filled up one wall.

"Did you make all this yourself?" Chu Xia walked over and looked at the half-man-high rocket model and asked, her eyes full of amazement.

"Yes." Cen Zhengnian walked over, reached out and touched the rocket model in front of Chu Xia and said, "I made this when I was in the first year of high school. It took me two months."

At that time, he was very interested in these things, and he figured it out by himself, collecting relevant books and newspapers, and calculating data by himself.

At that time, his brother saw that he was so serious, and jokingly asked him if he was going to do this in the future, and he was more serious about it than studying in school.

Cen Zhengnian smiled, with nostalgia in his eyes. I said to my brother, "If possible, I want to do this for the rest of my life."

At that time, I couldn't take the college entrance examination. After graduating from high school, Cen Zhengnian was very confused and didn't know if he could realize his ideal.

He almost joined the army like his older brother, following the same path as most of the children in the family compound.

Father Cen couldn't bear to see him discouraged, and said that he could work hard to get a quota for workers, peasants and soldiers in college. The army has quotas, but he still needs to join the army first.

Chuxia blinked and asked him, "What happened next?"

Cen Zhengnian smiled and said, "Then I joined the army. I performed well and did good things in the army. As long as it was conducive to my recommendation, I would do it, whether I liked it or not."

When there was the first recommendation opportunity two years after joining the army, Cen Zhengnian failed to compete with other people in the army. He continued to work hard the next year.

Later, he was finally successfully recommended to enter the university. His tense nerves finally relaxed and he concentrated on studying in the university.

Chuxia knew everything that happened afterwards, and he didn't say anything more.

In fact, those years in the army were always difficult for Cen Zhengnian, not in terms of physical suffering, but psychologically.

He didn't know his persistence, nor did he know whether all the things he had done would be useful. Sometimes at night he would look at the sky full of stars and wonder, where exactly is his future? It

was not until he entered university that he was no longer confused. He seized the hard-won opportunity and eagerly absorbed knowledge.

Therefore, he rarely mentioned his life in the army later. He thought he had forgotten those tormenting days.

But now he realized that he had not forgotten. Those days taught him to persist. Although the road ahead was long, there would be a day to break through.

Now he can also tell Chu Xia these things lightly without any complaints. Without the persistence at that time, he would not be who he is now.

After hearing what Cen Zhengnian said, Chu Xia had only one feeling in her heart: admiration.

If she didn't know that there would be a college entrance examination in the future, she probably wouldn't be like Cen Zhengnian, fighting for a tiny chance for a dream that seemed impossible to achieve.

She would work step by step like the general public, and maybe fight for it when the college entrance examination comes. If there is no college entrance examination, she will live a dull life for the rest of her life.

Scientists like Cen Zhengnian have extremely strong personalities, which are rare among ordinary people.

She knew why she was attracted to Cen Zhengnian involuntarily, because he had the unique qualities of scientific researchers of this era that she didn't have.

After Cen Zhengnian finished speaking, Chuxia didn't speak for a long time. He felt that the topic he was talking about might be a bit heavy, so he pointed at the plane and said, "Do you know when I made it?"

Chuxia came out of her thoughts and subconsciously asked, "When?"

"When I was in junior high school."

Each model has a story. When Cen Zhengnian talked about it, his eyes were shining, just like when Cen Huaian was learning Go.

Chuxia found that the two were really father and son. Their eyes were shining when they treated the things they liked.

Chuxia walked to the bookshelf again and found that most of them were professional books, and there were some red books, but nothing else.

But it was normal. The situation was serious in the past few years. Who dared to put other books at home?

However, there was a handwritten book stuck in it, which looked a bit strange. Chu Xia reached out to take it out, but Cen Zhengnian took out the book first: "These are some formulas I calculated. They are not interesting."

He flipped through it quickly, and before Chu Xia could see it clearly, he stuffed it back into the bookshelf.

Chuxia always felt something was weird, she stretched out her hand, narrowed her eyes and said: "Then I want to see what's so boring about it?"

Cen Zhengnian looked at her for a few seconds, smiled helplessly and said: "Do you have to see it?"

Chuxia nodded: "Yes."

Cen Zhengnian took out the manuscript again and handed it to Chuxia: "Actually, it contains the handwritten novels that were popular in the class that year."

Chuxia glanced at him and casually turned to one of the pages of the book. The first sentence she saw was: The moon is high, the insects are chirping, and Hu Meir walked while the thin gauze dress on her body was slipping down. She finally came in front of the eminent monk worshipped by the world. , his finger stained with cardamom gently traced on the scripture: "Holy monk, look at me~"

The enchantress was confused, and the monk came down to earth, just like the beauty of a bridal chamber, panting and begging, honey dew dripping...

Chuxia closed the manuscript with a "snap", and her face instantly flushed, "You...how come you are looking at this!"

Cen Zhengnian took the manuscript from her hand and looked at her with a smile: "What am I looking at, huh?"

Chuxia heard the deliberateness in his words, and suddenly raised her head and glared at him: "You did it on purpose."

Cen Zhengnian: "Yes." The voice has a different taste.

His hand touched Chuxia's face, and the atmosphere between the two suddenly became charming, and the air was filled with a breath that made people's hearts beat wildly.

Just as Cen Zhengnian leaned down, the two of them were getting closer and closer, and Chuxia was so nervous that her breathing almost stopped.

Suddenly, the door of the room was pushed open. "Dad, Mom! I won!"

Chuxia immediately pushed Cen Zhengnian away, with an unbreakable smile on her face, looking at Cen Huaian at the door: "An An is awesome!"

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Chuxia used too much force, and Cen Zhengnian was caught off guard. He was pushed back against the bookshelf, and his posture was a bit strange.

Cen Zhengnian stood up as usual, brushed his clothes and said: "I tripped accidentally." While speaking, his eyes were always on Chuxia, and Chuxia looked away guiltily, deliberately not looking at him.

Other children also squeezed in. When they saw the models on Cen Zhengnian's wall, they all exclaimed "Wow" and ran to the front of the wall, their eyes bulging and shining.

"Uncle, are these all yours?" Hu Pandeng looked at Cen Zhengnian with admiration, his eyes shining.

"Yes."

"Wow!"

Cen Huaian was particularly proud in his heart. He ran to Cen Zhengnian's side and held his hand. Such an amazing father is his!

Chuxia said beside him: "And uncle made them all by himself."

This group of children exclaimed again. Even the quiet Xiaohe couldn't help asking Cen Zhengnian: "Uncle, can I touch this rocket?"

"Yes."

Cen Huaian pulled Cen Zhengnian over to touch it and asked him how he made it.

Cen Zhengnian squatted down, put his hand on Cen Huaian's shoulder and hugged him, and explained to these children how to make the model.

The children couldn't understand the complicated data, so he didn't say it, but explained it in the simplest language so that these children could understand.

Chuxia listened to the children's constant "Wow" sounds of surprise and admiration, as well as Cen Huaian and Xiaohe's occasional questions.

She leaned on the desk next to her, looked down at Cen Zhengnian and Cen Huaian, and listened to him carefully. She didn't realize that the corners of her mouth were always raised.

At night, Chuxia was lying on the bed. Cen Zhengnian turned off the lights and suddenly whispered in her ear: "Chuxia, are the books in the daytime good?"

Chuxia instantly felt a tingling in her ears and her face was red.

"It's OK." She pretended to be calm, turned over and prepared to go back to sleep.

But Cen Zhengnian did not let her go, and what was interrupted during the day was completely carried out at night.

In a daze, she was coaxed into calling him a holy monk, but she regretted it after calling him, because Cen Zhengnian was like a ferocious beast, completely out of his mind.

The next day, Chuxia woke up and found that Cen Zhengnian was no longer in bed, and it was bright outside.

Chuxia sat up from the quilt and put on her clothes, but in her heart she was cursing Cen Zhengnian for being a beast in human clothing. He looked elegant and gentle on the surface, but in fact he was not like that at all, and he could even play tricks.

But as soon as she got out of bed and walked to the desk, she saw the letter Cen Zhengnian left for her. He had already returned to the base.

Chuxia took the letter, and suddenly a faint sense of depression arose in her heart. She thought she didn't care about Cen Zhengnian's departure, but in fact she still felt a little bit.

When she walked out of the room, it was quiet outside, without any sound. Chuxia opened Cen Huaian's door, but he was not in the room either.

When she saw the note downstairs, she realized that Cen Huaian had followed Jiang Shengnan to her office. There was rice in the pot in the kitchen, and she could go directly to eat when she got up.

While eating, Chuxia recalled the scene of having breakfast two days ago, sighed, and found that Cen Zhengnian had a profound influence on her.

She took a deep breath, probably because he just left, so she is not used to it yet. Normally, it is sad to separate from a friend, let alone a husband who is with her day and night.

There was no one at home, Chuxia did not know other people in the army, and had never been to the place where Jiang Shengnan worked, so she took out her high school test paper and started to do it.

After resting for so many days, it is time to study. Mainly because studying can help her get rid of the uncomfortable mood faster and return to normal life.

At noon, Cen Huaian came back with Jiang Shengnan. Chuxia had also finished several sets of papers. She stretched her waist and her emotions had calmed down.

"Mom, when did Zhengnian and the others leave?"

Jiang Shengnan was young at her age and woke up before five in the morning, so she knew when there was any movement outside.

She looked at Chuxia and made sure she was not very sad. She breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "At five o'clock, your father was not awake at that time."

In fact, Cen's father woke up, but Jiang Shengnan did it to comfort Chuxia. As a person who had experienced it, she naturally knew why her daughter-in-law woke up late.

Chuxia said "hmm", hugged Cen Huaian who ran over, and asked him what he played at grandma's house this morning.

"Mom, I saw the soldier uncle shooting a gun, so cool!"

Chu Xia: "Really? Do you want a gun?"

Cen Huaian hesitated and said: "Can I have one? Grandma said that only the People's Liberation Army and the police can have guns."

Chu Xia nodded: "That's right. But you can have a toy gun."

Jiang Shengnan smiled and said: "Yes, I forgot that there are toys. I will take him to buy one later."

Chu Xia stood up and pulled Cen Huaian held Cen Huaian's hand, looked at Jiang Shengnan and said, "Mom, you can't spoil him like this. An An has little red flowers, and he can use the little red flowers to exchange for what he wants."

Cen Huaian nodded and said, "Grandma, I have a lot of little red flowers. Mom, you haven't drawn me the little red flowers for helping with housework these days."

He calculated very clearly what he did on which day and how many little red flowers he should get, even counting the time he helped Chu Xia with her legs.

Chuxia drew for him and teased him with a smile: "Oh, being filial to mom also counts the red flowers, mom is so sad."

Cen Huaian immediately said nervously: "Then mom, it doesn't count this time."

Chuxia drew all the red flowers according to the number he said, gave him the red flower book, rubbed his head and said: "I'm teasing you."

Cen Huaian counted the red flowers himself, pursed his lips and raised a small arc, and exchanged ten red flowers for a toy gun.

Jiang Shengnan watched the mother and son get along with each other, her eyes full of surprise.

When Chuxia cooked with her, she cut vegetables while talking to Chuxia who was lighting the fire with a smile.

"How did you come up with this little red flower? Why didn't I think of using this method to discipline Zhengnian and his brother?"

She was full of regret, and complained to Chuxia about how naughty the two little boys were at home.

"Zhengnian is less of a worry, you don't know how naughty his older brother is, the teacher comes home every day, and every other day there are adults bringing their children to complain to me, and I only discipline him for two days at most after beating him." Chuxia

could hear that although she complained, she actually loved this son very much in her heart.

"Was Zhengnian like this when he was little?"

"No, he was just being bad on purpose." Jiang Shengnan said with a smile, "He always pitted his brother, came up with bad ideas, and encouraged his brother to do them. In the end, it was his brother who got beaten, and he was fine. But later, your dad and I knew that Zhengnian was the one behind it, so we both taught him a lesson."

Thinking of what happened at that time, Jiang Shengnan felt like it happened yesterday, with a smile in her eyes.

Chuxia continued to ask curiously, "Did Zhengnian get beaten when he was little?"

"Yes." Jiang Shengnan told her about the most naughty thing they had done. In order to eat a roasted sweet potato, they almost burned down the army's house.

"Your father beat them both severely at that time."

Chu Xia was very happy to hear that. She didn't expect that Cen Zhengnian was also naughty when he was young and would be beaten by adults.

In fact, she was often beaten with a bamboo stick by her grandfather when she was young because she didn't want to memorize those difficult herbal names and prescriptions.

Now she wants someone to chase her to recite, but there is no one. Her grandfather is no longer here.

Chu Xia's eyes showed sadness. She lowered her head and didn't let Jiang Shengnan see it.

Jiang Shengnan was still talking about Cen Zhengnian and his brother when they were young. The two were the two bullies in the family compound. The children liked to play with them because they had many ideas.

As she was talking, Jiang Shengnan sighed, "Who knew that the two of them would grow up, one of them was assigned to a faraway place as a soldier and could not come back for several years. The other's job was so special that he could not come back either."

Didn't she miss her son? Yes, she did.

But Chuxia saw that she and Mr. Cen were both very busy during the New Year, and she knew that they could not spare the time to see their son.

She could only comfort Jiang Shengnan and said, "Mom, An'an and I are here to accompany you. When I am free in the future, I will bring An'an to see you and Dad."

Jiang Shengnan smiled so much that she couldn't close her mouth. She liked Chuxia's words so much that she kept responding, "Okay, okay!"

In the afternoon, Cen Huaian got a toy gun, which was very simple and could not compare to the realistic toy guns of later generations. Even so, Cen Huaian liked it very much.

The days that followed were actually no different from those in Liangzhou. She memorized books and did exercises every day.

She hardly saw Jiang Shengnan and Cen's father during the day. She also did not have close friends with other people in the family compound, and only stayed at the Cen family.

However, Cen Huaian got to know many children in the family compound, and the ones he had the best relationship with were Hu Pandeng and Xiaohe.

One of them has a generous and open personality, and took Cen Huaian to integrate into the group of children in the military family compound. The other is smart and loves reading, and can play chess with Cen Huaian.

When Cen Huaian and Chu Xia talked about what they played outside, these two people were mentioned the most.

As the Lantern Festival was getting closer, Chu Xia suddenly remembered that Cen Huaian’s birthday was also coming, and his birthday was the day before the Lantern Festival.

In fact, during the Chinese New Year, she reminded Cen Zhengnian that An An’s birthday was coming soon, and asked him not to forget to prepare a gift.

At that time, Chu Xia had already prepared a gift for Cen Huaian, but she hadn’t figured out how to celebrate Cen Huaian’s birthday.

This matter should have been discussed with Cen Zhengnian, but he was not at home, so Chu Xia went to talk to Jiang Shengnan.

"Mom, are there any cakes for sale in Ganzhou?"

Cakes were introduced to China during the war when Westerners opened restaurants in China. They were available in Beijing, and Jiang Shengnan had even eaten them.

However, Ganzhou was too remote, and because it had been closed for more than ten years, she had never seen them on the streets. There were some famous snack shops that had been open for many years.

Chuxia thought for a moment and said, "We have milk, eggs, oil, and sugar at home. We can make one ourselves."

After Cen Huaian and Chuxia arrived in Ganzhou, Jiang Shengnan ordered milk every day for her and Cen Huaian.

In the past, when Chuxia was resting, she would watch videos like everyone else, and by chance she saw a blogger who was showing how to make a cake without tools, molds, or ovens, but with only simple ingredients.

At that time, she was on leave at home and had nothing to do, so she tried it and actually made a cake that tasted pretty good.

In order to give Cen Huaian a surprise, on his birthday, Jiang Shengnan coaxed him and said that someone would teach him how to shoot a gun, and took him away.

Then Jiang Shengnan handed him over to Xiao Liu and asked him to teach Cen Huaian how to shoot a toy gun and how to shoot a bird with a slingshot.

She returned home and helped Chuxia make the cake.

Chuxia had already separated the egg whites and yolks from the beaten eggs, and in the bowl with the egg yolks, she put flour, oil, and milk.

"Mom, help me stir these things."

Chuxia went to add water to the pot and heated it up. There was no oven at home, so she could only use a floor pot to make it.

After the water boiled and the pot was covered to keep it hot, she used chopsticks to beat the egg whites.

While beating, she added sugar according to the degree. It was really tiring without tools. Jiang Shengnan and she took turns beating until it was finally usable.

Then mix it with the egg yolk and flour liquid that had just been mixed. Then you can brush a layer of oil on the basin, put the pot in the basin and steam it.

Before steaming, Chuxia also sprinkled some biscuit crumbs, raisins, and dried apricots on the top, so that the cake tastes richer.

Then it is time to beat the cream, which is more strenuous. The egg whites are stirred constantly, and sugar and milk are added in the middle, over and over again, until it looks like cream. It is very tiring.

After Chuxia and Jiang Shengnan finished, she tasted it and found it a little sweet. But it worked, and she really didn't want to make it again.

"Mom, this is it."

The time for the cake in the pot seemed to be almost up, so Chuxia opened the lid of the pot and steamed it well. Although the shape was not so beautiful, Chuxia was already very satisfied. After all, she had no tools and the materials were not complete.

Jiang Shengnan was surprised: "It's done! Chuxia, it really works!"

She didn't think Chuxia could really make a cake at first, but Chuxia said she wanted to try it. Anyway, there were things at home, so she gave it a try.

I didn't expect it to be really made.

The next step was to spread the cream and decorate the cake.

Chuxia also used all the tools at home, including the pot lid, and finally made a simple turntable that could rotate.

She put the cake base on it and carefully spread the cream with a spatula, layer by layer, until it completely covered the cake base.

Then Chuxia took the apples, pears, and oranges at home and placed them on the cream one by one, and the cake was done. She was at a loss for decorating the

cake. She couldn't find a plastic bag to use, and the cream was also white, so she had to use fruits to make the six words "Happy Birthday, An An".

Actually, it looked pretty good. Chuxia stood outside and said to herself, "Mom, is the cake I made okay?"

Jiang Shengnan praised her generously, "Very good, just like the cakes I ate before."

Chuxia knew that Jiang Shengnan's praise was exaggerated, but she was still very happy in her heart. After all, they had worked hard to make it.

Although the cake didn't look as good as those exquisite cakes in later generations, Chuxia was still very proud. In her

previous life, she borrowed tools, such as an egg beater, when she made it herself. Chuxia didn't expect that it would be so difficult to whip the cream and egg whites without an egg beater.

Then Chuxia and Jiang Shengnan started cooking again, which was almost the same as the New Year's Eve dinner prepared during the Chinese New Year.

The prepared food was placed in the pot to keep warm. Chu Xia clapped her hands and said, "Okay, now we just have to wait for An An to come back."

Jiang Shengnan went to call An An. He estimated that he and Xiao Liu were having a great time.

Chu Xia was making other preparations at home. In addition to the birthday cake and the rich food today, Chu Xia was also going to invite other children to celebrate Cen Huaian's birthday. You have to celebrate your birthday like a birthday.

Cen Huaian had no idea that he was going to have a birthday. He didn't even know when his birthday was, and the original owner had never celebrated his birthday before.

For children from ordinary families nowadays, they just have to eat an extra egg on their birthday, and their mothers have to cook them a bowl of noodles. This is already a very happy birthday for the children.

Of course, Chu Xia also prepared noodles for Cen Huaian.

Chuxia went to the family compound and invited Hu Pandeng, Xiaohe and other children to come home, and asked them to celebrate Cen Huaian's birthday together today.

"We will give An An a surprise later. When he comes in, everyone will say loudly, 'An An, happy birthday!' Okay?"

Hu Pandeng and the other children showed excitement on their faces. This sounded like fun, and they immediately responded loudly, "Okay!"

Cen Huaian followed Jiang Shengnan and Cen's father home, and Xiao Liu followed them.

It was the first time that An An saw his grandfather come home for lunch at noon. He also asked Cen's father, "Grandpa, are you not busy today?"

Cen's father still had no smile on his face, but his eyes were very friendly. He said, "Well," "Grandpa doesn't have much work to do today."

Cen Huaian asked Jiang Shengnan again: "Grandma, what did you cook for lunch today?"

Jiang Shengnan said with a loving smile: "A lot of delicious food, all of which An An likes to eat."

Cen Huaian immediately wanted to go home quickly. He was already hungry after playing for a whole morning.

Jiang Shengnan asked him what he played with Uncle Liu today and whether he learned to shoot a gun?

Cen Huaian's eyes lit up and nodded: "Uncle Liu is very good. He can shoot birds with his slingshot. Grandma, you see we shot quite a few birds."

The birds were now in Xiao Liu's hands. The two were preparing to roast them and eat them when Jiang Shengnan came over.

Cen Huaian was very curious about the taste of sparrows, so Xiao Liu carried them together and waited until Cen's house to put them in the bottom of the pot to roast.

"Uncle Liu said that sparrows don't have much meat, but they taste delicious."

Cen's father and Jiang Shengnan have also eaten sparrows. When they were fighting, they ate whatever they had, and sparrows have meat.

Jiang Shengnan: "Yes, they are delicious. I'll roast them for you when we get home."

Cen Huaian walked into the door of his home with anticipation.

"An An! Happy birthday!"

The laughing voices of his mother and friends rang out, causing Cen Huaian to widen his eyes and freeze in place.

Happy birthday? Cen Huaian still didn't understand what was going on.

"Mom."

Cen Huaian looked up at Chu Xia with a confused look in his eyes.

Chu Xia raised her hand and rubbed his head: "Today is your birthday. Happy birthday, An An. You were born on this day six years ago."

An An finally understood what her mother and friends were doing, and joy and disbelief suddenly filled her eyes.

Chu Xia gave him the gift she and Cen Zhengnian gave him: "An An, this is your birthday gift from me and your father. Your father knew that he couldn't come back to celebrate your birthday today, so he gave it to me in advance and asked me to give it to you on his behalf."

At this time, Jiang Shengnan and Cen's father also took out their gifts and gave them to him.

Hu Pandeng and the others didn't know that today was Cen Huaian's birthday, and Chu Xia invited them over suddenly, so they didn't prepare any gifts.

But they all had things in their pockets, your marbles, my cards, and small comics, candies, and firecrackers.

In short, whatever he could find,

he stuffed into Cen Huaian's hands. "An'an, this is my birthday present for you."

"An'an, this is from me."

"An'an, this is my present."

Cen Huaian suddenly felt his eyes a little wet, he sniffed quickly, trying not to let his tears fall.

"Mom." Cen Huaian had too many presents on him, he didn't know what to do, he could only look to Chuxia for help.

Chuxia, Jiang Shengnan, and Cen's father helped him take off all the presents on his body and in his hands, and put them on the sofa.

"There's another surprise next."

Chuxia carefully brought out the cake and put it on the table: "An'an, this is a birthday cake! It was made by mom and grandma."

Cen Huaian had already seen the words on the birthday cake, and he was even happier. He had never eaten a birthday cake before, and had never even heard of it.

"Next is to blow the candles and make a wish."

Chuxia couldn't find edible candles, so she cut the candles at home into smaller pieces, wrapped them with paper at the bottom, and stuck them on the cake.

Chuxia had already taught Hu Pandeng and the others how to sing the Happy Birthday song. When Cen Huaian made a wish, she and Hu Pandeng clapped and sang together.

An'an felt that there was no happier than this moment, so happy that he was about to fly.

It was a little regretful that his father was not at home with his mother to celebrate his birthday, but it was only a little regret, and he was very happy now!

He closed his eyes and made a silent wish as Chu Xia said: I hope I can celebrate my birthday like this next year, and of course it would be even better if my father was there.

Cen Huaian opened his eyes, smiled, puffed up his mouth, blew a big breath, and blew out the candle.

Chu Xia pulled out the candle, took out a small knife and handed it to him: "An An, you are the protagonist today, you come and share the cake with everyone." Chu

Xia made a big cake, enough for so many children.

Cen Huaian carefully cut off a piece and gave it to Chu Xia first: "Mom, you eat it."

His face was a little red, he actually wanted to say thank you to his mother, but he was embarrassed to say it.

Then the cake was distributed to grandma and grandpa. Jiang Shengnan and Mr. Cen happily took it and took a big bite: "Delicious!"

Hu Pandeng and others couldn't wait. They also wanted to eat cake, something they had never seen before. Looking at the fruits on it, they felt it was delicious.

Soon, everyone had a cake. When everyone took the first bite, their eyes lit up instantly: "Delicious!"

Cen Huaian also took a bite and showed the same expression as Hu Pandeng and others. He agreed with them very much.

It's just delicious, the kind of deliciousness that can't be described.

Cen Huaian loves sweet food, and the sweetness of the cream on the cake is just right for him.

He ate happily with big mouthfuls, and even ate the cream that was accidentally smeared on his hands. He was reluctant to waste any of it.