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Chapter 436

This cake has only one layer and is very large. It was made by several children under the guidance of the chef. Everyone has their own hands.

For example, Fang Beihua and Shen Qingrong, who are a little older, beat eggs, stir batter, and do these technical tasks, while Song Lan and Song Youchao apply cream. Although the application is not very smooth, it also has a unique style. Song Xinghe and Song Nanchen finally placed some flowers and fruit decorations on the cake.

They have been making this cake since yesterday. Youhuan knew about it, so she was very touched. The brothers and sisters are really serious about celebrating her birthday!

Song Qianming helped light the candles, and then everyone began to sing birthday songs for Youhuan. Youhuan only felt her nose sore. She could feel the wholehearted love of her family. This feeling was really good.

She closed her eyes and earnestly made three wishes.

"Eat cake!" After the candles were blown out, the little ones cheered. Sure enough, no matter how rich they are, no matter how delicious they have eaten, most children still have no resistance to things like cakes, let alone this They made it themselves.

The cake was huge, so the adults shared a piece for each of them. Song Qianming began to praise after taking a bite: "Well, it's very delicious, why are you so good!"

"Really?" Song Youchaotian really looked at his father, then smiled proudly with his small chest, "I made this for my sister, of course it's delicious."

Song Qianming teased him: "Then do you still do it on dad's birthday?"

Song Youchao had a bitter face: "But doing this is very tiring."

After he finished speaking, he rolled his eyes again: "Dad, can I buy it for you with the New Year's money?"

Song Qianming showed a disappointed expression: "But Dad just wants to eat what you made by yourself."

The adults looked at their father and son and laughed, and the other children were also very nervous. Wouldn't their parents also make this request?
The grown-ups are all smart, why can't they see their thoughts, they are suddenly funny and angry, and with their hard work in childbearing, the result is that their status is not even equal to that of You Huan?

"I can't do it alone, wait until I grow up?" Song Youchao discussed.

Song Qianming refused to let him go, and raised his eyebrows: "Then you will do well this time? And you can ask your sister to help you!"

"No." Song Youchao refused without even thinking about it, "making cakes is very hard, my sister is too busy, you can't squeeze her."

press?

Song Qianming's eyes widened, even using this word?He didn't care about it immediately.

"Okay, okay, then when you grow up, you can't shirk it anymore."

"En." Song Youchao nodded heavily, thinking that it would be fine as long as he got away with it now.

"Sister, sister, look at the birthday present I prepared for you." He ran over and took out a gift box as if asking for credit.

The others were also afraid of falling behind, and they all came out with gifts and told Youhuan to gather around the sofa.

The adults looked sideways and smiled. They didn't interfere with the things the children prepared, and it wasn't like no one asked, but they didn't say anything. It was very mysterious.

"What is it?" You Huan shook the box and asked guessingly, "Candy?"

"No, sister, guess again."

"Is that a doll?"

"Nor."

The others got impatient, Shen Qingrong interjected: "Sister, guess I gave it to you."

You Huan took advantage of the situation: "Then Xiao Qingrong gave you hairpins?"

Shen Qingrong gave her a kiss in surprise: "Sister, you guessed right, I made this myself!"

"Really!" You Huan took it apart and found that it was a crystal flower hairpin. It was so delicate that it couldn't be seen that it was made by a child at all.

Song Huizhu suddenly realized: "I said, why did you go to the company all the time a few days ago, did you ask those designers to help?"

Shen Qingrong was awkward: "It's just a little help, most of it is done by me."

"It's great." You Huan kissed her back, and then pinned it on her head, "My sister likes it very much."

Hearing this sentence, Shen Qingrong was satisfied, with a small expression of complacency.

Seeing this, the others were more anxious and asked You Huan to start tearing it apart, but children have complicated thoughts. What they liked a few days ago may not be liked these days, so she didn't guess any of them except Shen Qingrong's.

"Just take it apart, they are used to the little ones." Song Qianda knocked on the heads of these boys one by one.

Fang Beihua smiled embarrassedly, and asked You Huan to take it apart before his younger brothers: "I made these by myself. I made two and I still have one."

"What is it?" As soon as he said this, You Huan started to look forward to it, and finally saw a very delicate cup.

"Wow!" You Huan was amazed by the appearance of the cup. The shape of the quilt is very conventional. It is rare to see the color and pattern on it. Light cyan and milky white are intertwined. It is hazy, like a cloud in the sky. Great for tea or coffee.

"It's so beautiful, my sister will use this to drink water from now on, thank you, Beihua."

Knowing that his sister liked it, Fang Beiping drank a glass of honey water every morning, and he was even happier when he thought that his sister could use it every day.

"Sister, if you like it."

Seeing that the second brother was so creative, the rest of them were a little nervous. Could their gift be too simple?

"Let me see what Xiao Lan sent?"

The gift Song Lan gave was long. You Huan just guessed that the clothes, weapons, and toys were all wrong, and when she opened it, she felt familiar.

She said in surprise, "Xiaolan, is this the flower you planted?"

"Yeah." Song Lan nodded heavily, "Back then, sister, you said you were beautiful, so I made dried flowers."

Youhuan didn't expect that Xiaolan would remember her just a casual sentence, and he should have prepared this gift a long time ago.

"My sister likes it very much, thank you Xiaolan."

Being patted on the head, Song Lan smiled shyly. He was born on the same day as Song Youchao, but their personalities are completely different, especially the older he gets, the more calm he appears. He is only a few years old, and he already knows restraint own expression.

Then there was Song Youchao's. He couldn't help it, and he was a little worried. Everyone gave them with a lot of heart. Although he put his heart into it, everyone felt that everyone was better than his gifts. Will my sister like his gifts?
"What is it?" You Huan opened it and saw several insects. Xiao Qingrong screamed in fright, "Song Youchao, why did you send this?"

Song Youchao's face collapsed, and he was on the verge of crying.

In the end, You Huan patted his head: "Is this the specimen you made yourself? Xiao Chao is amazing. The wings and legs of these small insects are intact."

He still couldn't believe it: "Sister, do you like it?"

"Of course I like it. The little insects are so cute. My sister once thought about giving birth to a biologist!"

"Me too." Xiao Youchao felt relieved, and her sister had the same dream as him!So she stuck out her tongue at Shen Qingrong, only she would make a fuss.

(End of this chapter)