Chapter 227: All Birthdays
Early winter.
Not too cold.
But the temperature difference between day and night in Jiangzhou is a bit large.
Jiang Miaomiao felt chilly when she got up.
Xier put a small jacket on her. The milky white jacket was embroidered with small flowers, which made her look very cute.
She used to think that little girls of two or three years old looked super cute in floral dresses.
She also bought one for herself.
But her mother thought the color was too white, so she changed her jacket into a goose yellow one.
Jiang Miaomiao felt a little strange.
Her mother never interfered with her dressing. Now she had her own room, right next to her mother's.
I also have my own large wardrobe, quite large, with a wide variety of clothes.
Almost all her relatives and friends would give her new clothes, and she had more than she could wear.
Some are custom-made by having someone come to her house to measure her body, while others are handmade by Sister Qiaoer and her uncle’s mother, who make some for her every year.
However, she usually wears clothes made by Sister Qiaoer and her aunt. They are practical, durable and suitable for daily wear.
As for those high-end custom-made clothes, they are beautiful, but they require careful attention to wear and washing.
If you accidentally drop a gem or pearl while climbing a tree or climbing over a wall, you will suffer a huge loss.
Those pretty little dresses gave her the feeling that it was not the people wearing the clothes, but the clothes wearing the people.
It binds people alive.
No wonder my mother never wore the noblewoman's gown she wore at the chrysanthemum viewing banquet again after wearing it once.
Although Miaomiao has a lot of clothes in her wardrobe, not many of them are made by her mother.
Because when she saw what Sister Qiaoer and her aunt had done, and then looked at what she had done, she felt ashamed.
So her mother only made her underwear such as underwear and nightgowns.
Anyway, no one will see it if I wear it inside.
But Jiang Miaomiao discovered that the little jacket she was wearing was actually made by her mother.
Because the stitches are not that fine.
Jiang Miaomiao also discovered that her mother had actually made a slightly larger coat. The two coats were almost the same, except for the size and pattern.
What’s even more strange is that my mother would make one every year and put it in a box after she was done. It didn’t look like it was for her.
Since her mother didn't say anything, she didn't ask.
Go to the dining room.
I found that today's breakfast was very rich.
"Our Miaomiao must be healthy and grow up happily." Mother put a bowl of thin noodles in front of her.
She slurped the noodles without noticing anything.
Until her mother put a red egg in front of her, not only her, but everyone had one.
She then realized that something seemed to be wrong.
Only she had noodles, no one else had them, but everyone had eggs.
She remembered that in her previous life, her grandmother would always cook a red egg for her on her birthday.
It turns out that people have been eating red eggs the same way since ancient times.
Could it be that today is her birthday?
That should be it, she has never celebrated her birthday here.
But the strange thing is that A'niang wanted to celebrate her birthday, but she was secretive and didn't want her to notice.
But she remembered that her eldest brother had secretly told her that she had an older sister whose death anniversary was two days before her birthday, so everyone tacitly agreed to be a vegetarian on that day.
A Niang would even go to Qingyun Temple and stay there for a whole day.
When you think about it this way, it seems to make sense.
Her birthday is too close to her sister's death anniversary, so her mother feels so uncomfortable.
She was delayed the day before yesterday because of salary issues, so it seems she will be going out today.
Jiang Miaomiao was a good boy today, trying not to bother her mother and brothers.
Although no one wished her a happy birthday on her birthday, she ate longevity noodles, red eggs, and wore new clothes made by her mother.
She is still very happy.
After receiving the small bamboo flute from her second brother, she blew it curiously, and then Jiang Xiaobai came over with his tail wagging.
I don't know where the chirping bird came from.
Her elder brother brought her a string of candied haws.
Aunt Xiuxiu didn’t know it was her birthday, she just thought she was happy because she had accomplished something big.
But I still secretly hid a chicken leg for her.
Mother and brothers went out after breakfast. Today Jiang Miaomiao is taken care of by Aunt Xiuxiu.
After Xier came, Xiuxiu felt much more relaxed, but unknowingly, Xier became the little guy's lackey.
So she has to work while taking care of the baby.
Today's work is relatively easy, picking flowers.
Pick the chrysanthemums in the yard to make sauce and chrysanthemum cakes.
My sister has made full use of these chrysanthemums.
She took the maids to pick flowers, and the little ones were busy chasing butterflies, and they were very well-behaved.
But the little guy, wearing a yellow jacket, is often buried in the chrysanthemums, making it difficult to find him.
Jiang Miaomiao was bored, sometimes catching butterflies, sometimes catching food for Jiujiu.
If you get hungry after playing, you can have some freshly baked chrysanthemum cakes.
It was a happy birthday.
However, Princess Jiayue, who had the same birthday as her, was not so lucky.
Although they were born on the same day, King Jing was somewhat skeptical as to whether they were born on that day.
They continued their journey today, but there were too many carriages and horses, so they moved very slowly.
There were also many women, some of whom were sightseeing along the way, and they walked even slower.
The mood when I came here is completely different from the mood when I left.
When Princess Liang came, she was both excited and worried. From time to time, she was used as a punching bag by Prince Liang, so she had no mood to enjoy the scenery.
When Princess Rong'an and the Crown Prince arrived, they rode their horses at full speed and had no intention of sightseeing.
Not to mention the Mu sisters, they were all in a hurry when they came and didn't stop for a moment.
But my mood is different now.
Mu Jiangyue is no longer afraid of wolves.
This is all thanks to the clever little Miaomiao.
Many times she woke up from her nap and saw a baby and a wolf in front of her bed. She was scared to death many times.
After doing this time and time again, she was no longer afraid.
Now, there is no need to be afraid of setting up camp outside at night.
As for Princess Liang and her daughter, they were radiant and were sitting in the mountains enjoying the scenery, brewing tea, and playing mahjong. It was so comfortable.
But they also kept an eye on King Liang.
Princess Liang thought it was good for the old man to remain as he was, but it would be hard on the horses pulling him and the servants.
All he could do was feed the horse more fodder and give more wages to the maids and servants who served him.
However, there is one person who is most worried about his father, and that is the Prince of Liang.
He would ask a doctor to see his father every day.
I pray in my heart every day: May the Buddha bless my father and let him continue to be stupid...
In King Jing's eyes, he was simply a filial and good son.
When King Jing turned around, he saw the miserable Cao Jiayue.
He remembered that today was the child's birthday.
Every year on this day, her parents would gather together to hold a birthday party for her, and countless people inside and outside the palace would give her gifts.
Let her choose, she will be the center of attention.
Especially her biological father, he would find anything she wanted, even the stars in the sky.
King Jing was regretting it so much now. He shouldn't have mentioned that in front of Cao Jiayue.
He just happened to say to Song Siyuan: Today seems to be Jiayue's birthday...
The kid heard it.
Cao Jiayue grabbed King Jing's sleeve and kept yelling, "Uncle, Jiayue wants gifts... lots and lots of gifts..."
“No gifts.”
"Uncle, Jiayue wants the little red bird."
King Jing: ...
I was speechless. Why was she still thinking about the little red bird?
"Uncle, Jiayue wants to play with a kite..."
King Jing said with a straight face, "There is no little red bird, and no kite."
"Jiayue wants a kite. My uncle wants to make one for me." Cao Jiayue said as she grabbed King Jing's sleeve and started to act like a spoiled child.
She had seen Jiang Miaomiao's brother make a kite for her, it was so beautiful, and she wanted one too.
King Jing's face darkened, and he said coldly, "I won't do it."
I will do it but I won’t…
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com