Erniu plans to give Lu Yilin the carved gun his father made for him.

Xu Niannian's eyelids twitched when she saw the glass ball. Children of this age really like these small transparent glass balls. However, Yilin is only three years old. What if he swallows it?

She planned to put it away for him after the people left.

But Lu Ze refused:

"Brother Daniu, just show the little story book you read to my brother. He will eat it up."

This was what his aunt taught him, that he should be careful about small things getting into his brother's mouth.

Lu Yilin glanced at his brother from the side. He was not that stupid, but he did prefer reading short stories, and he did not deny it.

Daniel blinked his eyes:

"Is it okay? My books are all very torn."

Xu Niannian smiled:

“He just loves reading those books.”

All the books I gave him before were torn to pieces by him.

Da Niu also breathed a sigh of relief. He liked the glass ball better than that one, but Aunt Xu gave them delicious food every day, so he took out his favorite toy.

"Okay, everyone, sit down and eat. If the food gets cold, it won't taste good."

After Lu Yilin sat down, he said to his brother:

"This is the longevity noodles that Auntie made especially for you. You should eat longevity noodles on your birthday."

There were two golden fried eggs in their bowls, which looked very tempting.

Xu Niannian poured a cup of milk tea into the cup in front of each person, raised the cup and said:

"Today is Lu Yilin's birthday, and it's also a make-up birthday for Lu Ze. I hope you will be happy every year and get better and better."

Lu Ze looked at the delicious food carefully prepared in front of him, and then at the noodles in the bowl.

Thinking of him makes me happy right now.

He clenched the cup tightly and his eyes turned red.