A serving of all kinds of meat dishes, along with vegetables and soup, filled the entire table.
The group of five didn't take the little incident to heart at all and happily ate their meal.
After a satisfying meal, we rushed off to the next event: ice skating.
The two old men were also pulled over. They couldn't slide, so they just watched from the sidelines, mainly to let them experience the atmosphere.
Wrapped in thick cotton coats and wearing big woolen hats, the two old men stood shivering in the cold wind. They were so dizzy from looking at all the heads that they didn't find it fun at all to slide around like that.
After ice skating, they went to the movie theater, where the three women dragged the two old men in with them to watch an uplifting romance film.
The three women were drowsy, but the two old men were full of energy, especially Old Zhuang, who cried his eyes out at the touching parts.
Zhuang Le handed over the embroidered handkerchief with disdain, saying, "At your age, you still cry while watching a movie. Aren't you ashamed?"
"I'll cry, what's it to you?" Old Zhuang took the handkerchief and wiped his snot and tears all over it.
Zhuang Le's face scrunched up as he dodged to the side, waving his hand, "I don't want it anymore, throw it away, throw it away."
“Who do you think you are? You throw away such a nice handkerchief like that. You can wash it at home and still use it,” Old Zhuang said, sniffling.
Zhuang Le waved his hand as if shooing away flies, "Anyway, I don't want it anymore."
"If you don't want it, I will." Old Zhuang folded it up and stuffed it into his pocket.
Zhuang Le nearly threw up his leftovers. "Old man, you're disgusting."
The movie ended as the two bickered.
After leaving the movie theater, it was already dark. The group went to a roast duck restaurant to eat roast duck, and after finishing the duck, they brought back a cake.
When we got home, we lit candles, sang "Happy Birthday," made a wish, blew out the candles, and ate cake.
As Zhuang Le stuffed the sweet cake into his mouth, he exclaimed, "I never thought that after living for more than 20 years, I would be able to celebrate a Western birthday. Hahaha, this life has been worthwhile."
Li Xiyue was amused by her, "Sister Lele, this is nothing. Times are progressing, and our lives will get better and better."
"Yes, Sister Zhuang Le's birthdays will definitely get better every year from now on," Xie Mingying said.
Liao Qingshan took out a red envelope and handed it to Zhuang Le, saying, "Junior Sister, happy birthday."
"Pfft—" Zhuang Le spat out a mouthful of cake, coughing as he accepted the red envelope, "No, no, no."
Everyone: "..."
Why did you have to answer so quickly?
Zhuang Le explained, "What I mean is, a red envelope is fine, but calling me 'junior sister' is not appropriate; it makes me sound old."
Li Xiyue and the others were somewhat helpless.
"You brat, look at my face!" Old Zhuang said angrily.
When everyone looked over, they saw that his face was covered in cake, and realized that Zhuang Le had sprayed the whole cake on his face. They burst into laughter.
After eating the cake, the day's excitement came to an end.
Li Xiyue and Liao Qingshan went to bed early.
Zhuang Le carried something to Old Zhuang's house, saying, "Old man, this is for you."
Old Zhuang took it and saw it was a hat. He asked, "Where did this come from?"
"Of course I bought it. Did I find it on the way?"
Old Zhuang glared at her. "You're not trying to take advantage of others again, are you?"
"Of course not, do you think I'm that kind of person? I bought this with my own money. It's cold in the capital, and you don't have much hair, so don't let your head get cold."
Old Zhuang touched his head. "Where do I not have a lot of hair?"
"Stop fooling yourself, I'm sleepy, going to sleep." Zhuang Le yawned and went back to his room.
Old Zhuang stroked the hat, finding it thick and warm, and couldn't suppress the smile on his face. This girl, at least, has some conscience.
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