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Chapter 739: Happy Birthday!

Chapter 739: Chapter 739: Happy Birthday!

This Saturday is Dragon Boat Festival and also Zhu Qianying’s twenty-sixth birthday.

Zhu Qianying, who had been kept awake by the lively eldest young master of the Yan Family the night before, woke up a bit late. The moment her young boy saw her coming down the stairs, he promptly scampered over to her.

As Zhu Qianying approached him, she noticed he was holding a small cloth doll in his hand.

"Mommy, happy birthday!!"

The little boy handed the cloth doll to Zhu Qianying. Zhu Qianying squatted down to take the doll, giving the little lad a kiss first.

"Mommy, I made this myself!"

The young master showed off with pride. Zhu Qianying scrutinized it closely. Well, every stitch and thread seemed definitely hand-sewn by her precious son.

"Wow, it’s so beautiful. You’re so talented, my baby, Mommy loves it!" Zhu Qianying hugged her son, showering him with kisses out of pure happiness.

Of course, even though she grumbled about the craftsmanship, she had to admit, if anyone tried to trade the doll for a limited edition doll designed by a famous designer, she still wouldn’t exchange it.

To be honest, this is typical of most mothers, the more touched they are, the more they grumble on the surface!

"Ying’er, happy birthday!"

As Zhu Qianying, holding hands with her little boy, walked into the center of the living room, Mrs. Yan and Yan Bo greeted her with warm smiles, both handing her a large red envelope.

Zhu Qianying took the red envelopes, bending over slightly with a smile to express her thanks to the elderly couple.

"Thank you, Daddy, thank you, Mommy!"

The little boy tilted up his face, gazing at Zhu Qianying. "Mommy, you’ve received a big red envelope, can you treat me to lot of yummy food, right?"

Zhu Qianying pinched his face, "Of course!"

Mrs. Yan pulled him over, "Baby, whatever you want to eat, just tell your grandparents, we’ll take you to eat!"

Her grandson, Tong Xiaohua, did he seriously have something he wanted to eat but couldn’t get or afford?

The elderly couple has always been indulgent with the baby boy. Forget about worldly delicacies, if there really is a rabbit on the moon and the baby boy wants to eat it, they’d probably figure out a way to get it for their precious grandson.

The overindulgence of the grandparents towards the baby boy might have been excessive before, and Zhu Qianying would occasionally remind them not to spoil him too much.

But now, even Zhu Qianying thought, if her son wants to eat, play, or buy something, let him do it. After all, it wouldn’t cost much.

Or to put it another way, it’s not a sum that the Yan family can’t afford.

Zhu Qianying knew that her current mentality was a bit off, but she couldn’t help it.

Every time she thought about how her son looked under the boulder, she felt, if he wants it, just give it to him.

While the baby boy was cozying up to his grandparents, Zhu Qianying glanced around, "Baby, where’s your daddy?"

The baby boy looked at his grandparents. Mrs. Yan quickly jumped in. "Xiao Han went out early in the morning. He probably had something to do."

Zhu Qianying didn’t suspect anything, she took the warm milk that Uncle Hai personally brought over and drank a large mouthful.

The little boy waited for Zhu Qianying to finish half a cup of milk, then came over to steer her towards the dining room.

"Mommy, go eat breakfast now!"

Zhu Qianying turned her body sideways to look at her son, "Baby, why the hurry? Isn’t it almost time for lunch?"

Zhu Qianying’s way of thinking was, it’s already past ten, might as well just have some snacks and then eat lunch at noon. There’s no need to sit down and have a proper breakfast.

"No, you’ll get hungry!"

The little boy had no intention of compromising, though, and vigorously ushered her into the dining room.

Upon seeing Zhu Qianying coming down the stairs, Uncle Hai had already instructed the servants to prepare Zhu Qianying’s favorite breakfast. As for Zhu Qianying’s preferences, they included a wide range of foods.

"You guys haven’t eaten yet?"

Zhu Qianying looked at the various Western and Chinese traditional breakfast and pastries spread across the table and was taken aback.

"We’ve already eaten, this is a special birthday breakfast that Uncle Hai has asked the chef to prepare for you."

The little boy scurried to stand in front of her, drawing back a chair. He courteously said, "Mommy, please have a seat."

Zhu Qianying felt that something wasn’t quite right, but she couldn’t figure it out at the moment.

Only when she had made her way through half the meal did she remember the bizarre feeling. Because seeing the breakfast spread across the entire table when she entered the dining room was almost the same as the second time she came to the Yan family and asked for breakfast cause she was hungry.

At that time, Uncle Hai probably just asked the chef to put all the breakfast pastries in the kitchen on the table just like now.

She remembered that scene very clearly, but remarkably, five years had already passed since then. And Zhu Qianying had matured from a clueless twenty-year-old girl to a sophisticated woman who is a wife, a mother and has her own career.

"Mommy, this and this..." The baby boy stood in his chair, his whole body leaning onto the table, struggling to move a big bowl filled with noodles toward Zhu Qianying, "These are longevity noodles, you must eat..."

Zhu Qianying nodded with a smile, moving the big bowl of noodles to herself. "Baby, you eat some too, okay?"

Zhu Qianying’s birthdays from the time she was twenty-one to twenty-five were all celebrated in Country M.

Those days, her mother would indeed prepare a big bowl of longevity noodles in the morning of her birthday, then the whole family, three generations, would share that one big bowl of noodles.

Her mother might not be there, but her son still wanted to share with her.

"Of course!"

To be honest, he had asked Uncle Hai to prepare this big bowl of noodles.

The baby boy took three bowls from the drawer beneath the table. "Mommy, get some for grandpa and grandma too."

Zhu Qianying complied, using her chopsticks to get half bowl of noodles for each of them, the little boy then took the two halves of the noodles on a tray and headed out.

"Grandpa, grandma, you both should eat some noodles to live a long and healthy life."

Yan Bo and his wife didn’t pay much mind to these things, but since their grandson emphasized it, they would.

Besides, even if he didn’t bring them the longevity noodles, or even if he didn’t say those auspicious words, just the fact that a five-year-old little boy could personally serve them noodles is enough to touch them deeply.

"Thank you, baby!" The couple, fearing they would tire their grandson, quickly took the bowls from the tray.

The little boy smiled at them. "No need for thanks. Grandma said that on any family member’s birthday, everyone should eat longevity noodles together, indicating that everything will go smoothly in the coming year."

Yan Bo and his wife exchanged a look, sharing a tacit smile. This little guy is really thoughtful!

Yan Bo patted his head. "We have noodles, where’s yours, baby?"

The little boy was reminded by his grandpa and remembered that he had promised Mommy to eat noodles with her.

"Mine is in the dining room. I’m going to eat with Mommy."

Saying so, the little boy turned around and quickly slipped away as if he had greased soles.

Yan Bo, with his wife, exchanged another glance, then they picked up their own bowls of noodles and headed into the dining room. The family of four sat down together to eat the noodles.

"Ying’er, do you have any plans later?"

Zhu Qianying’s birthdays were always very casual. Aside from the bowl of longevity noodles her mother used to prepare, everything else was optional.