Chapter 566 What a pervert (3)
In the next second, the old man puffed up his cheeks and put on a pose of blowing out candles.

At this moment, Li An and Wei Wenshui happened to hang the gold-plated birthday plaque that Ling Jing gave in the main hall.

Wei Changjue picked out a pair of bright moon and clear eyes, and his two eyes fell on the flamboyant birthday character. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile, and then his red lips parted slightly.

"I wish you good luck and longevity, and congratulations on your birthday. Every year has today and every year has today..." She sang a birthday song.

The singing is crisp and clean, just like a lark singing in the mountains.

Ling Jing leaned on the chair, quietly staring at Wei Changqu's expressions. This was the first time he heard Wei Changqu sing. The clear and melodious singing was like a gurgling stream, flowing slowly from his heart. However, it cleansed his soul.

At the bottom of the ancient ink-colored eyes, a bright light flashed away.

He quietly stared at the little girl in front of him, and there was another kind of novelty in his eyes.

He had never heard such a tune before, it was fresh, unique, tactful, and beautiful. He felt that the little girl in front of him was like a treasure mountain, no matter how hard he dug it, it seemed that he could not dig it to the bottom.

In other words, he wanted to blow out all the candles in one breath, but Mr. Jiang is getting old, and his lung capacity is not so strong.

The old man puffed out his cheeks, shook his stubble, and blew several breaths in succession before he blew out all the nine candles on the cake.

The candles were blown out, and Wei Changqu's birthday song was sung.

"Grandpa, I wish you a happy birthday, and you will have a bright future every year." Wei Changjue grabbed Mr. Jiang's arm and smiled brightly...

"It's really grandpa's good granddaughter." Mr. Jiang couldn't restrain his joy.

Seeing that the old man is happy, Mrs. Wu is also happy.

"Zhu'er, what are you singing, birthday song, it's really nice." Wu said in a whisper.

Wei Changqu rolled his eyes, shifted his gaze to Wu Shi, smiled slightly, and said softly: "Grandma, if you like to hear it, I will sing it to you again when your birthday is celebrated."

"Okay." Wu Shi nodded cheerfully, "Grandma will remember what you said."

Wei Changjue just smiled and said nothing, and immediately, she picked up the bamboo knife she had prepared before from the tea table.

"Grandpa, it's time to cut the cake."

While speaking, he pulled out the nine residual candles on the cake.

Immediately, he wanted to pass the bamboo knife in his hand to the old man, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, you are the birthday star, you come to cut the cake for everyone."

"Like this, just cut a small piece and put it on a plate." He demonstrated it to Mr. Jiang.

Because of the large number of guests, Wei Changju specially made two layers of big cakes, and each person shared a small piece, which was probably enough.

Mr. Jiang looked carefully, then took the bamboo knife from Wei Changqu, and with the help of Wei Changqu, began to cut cakes for everyone to eat.

Cakes are a sweet treat, especially for children.

This time, Wei Changjue made a two-layer cake, one layer is made of peanuts, the other layer is made of sesame seeds, that is, a layer of peanut butter and sesame paste is spread on the surface of the cake, and then decorated with red dates and red beans. Although there is no modern birthday The cake looks good, but in this day and age, it is extremely attractive.

As soon as Mr. Jiang cut a few pieces and put them on a plate, Wei Changyu, Jiang Xiaodan, Wei Baolin, Wei Changjuan and a group of children got off the table, and ran to Mr. Jiang like a few greedy cats. Wei Changqu surrounded the tea table half a circle, and one or two raised their heads, staring eagerly at the cakes on the plate.

"Sister, can Chang Yu eat the birthday cake you made for grandpa?"

Wei Changyu stared at the big cake on the tea table, his small mouth nuzzled, and his saliva was almost drooling.

Wei Changqu lowered his eyes, looking at his cute and cute little appearance, his heart softened to scum, and he smiled slightly, how could she forget that this little lady of hers has always been a foodie.

The little guy continued to stare at his sister eagerly, his big black and white eyes rolling around.

Wei Changjue just felt that his heart, which had been softened into slag just now, had melted into water at this moment.

God knows, she can't stand this kind of cute thing the most.

"Sister, can you?" Wei Changyu saw his sister staring at his little face all the time, but didn't speak, pouted her pink and tender mouth, and continued to act cute and coquettish.

No matter in which era, cute goods have always been eaten by young and old.

Before Wei Changjue could speak, Mr. Jiang spoke first.

The old man looked at the obedient little grandson in front of him, and his heart ached. He put a freshly cut cake on the plate, handed it to the little guy, and said kindly: "Grandpa's birthday cake , Why can't Yu'er eat it?"

Wei Changyu looked at the cake plate handed over by Mr. Jiang, took a look, grinned, and smiled, and quickly stretched out both hands to pick it up, "Thank you, grandpa, my sister said that grandpa is a birthday star, grandpa Long live a hundred years."

The sweet and glutinous voice reached Old Man Jiang's ears, making Old Man Jiang's heart as sweet as eating honey.

"Okay, grandpa will live to be a hundred years old, but grandpa still wants to see Yu'er marry a wife." Elder Jiang looked at Wei Changyu and said lovingly.

Wei Changyu got the cake and ran away happily with the plate, but the other kids were still staring at it eagerly, swallowing and grunting.

Wei Changjue glanced around and saw a group of little greedy cats in front of him, he couldn't help but smile in his heart, and handed a few plates of cuts on the table to the group of greedy cats.

After a while, the cake was divided, and everyone at the banquet handed out a portion.

After finishing all this work, Wei Changjue, Mr. Jiang, and Jiang Yungui re-entered the table.

Wei Changjue sat down and had just tasted a few mouthfuls of food when he heard Feng say, "Qi'er, just now, you were cooking eggs, flour, and milk in the kitchen just to make this birthday cake?"

No wonder why this girl is so mysterious, it turned out that she wanted to surprise the old man.

Wei Changqu raised his eyes, looked at Feng Shi and nodded.

"Xiao'er, the birthday cake you made is really delicious, even softer than that candied date cake. It's easy to digest after your grandfather eats it." After Feng Shi finished speaking, Yang Shi took over the conversation again.

"You girl, how can you cook up so many fresh foods? The third aunt has never heard of this birthday cake."

"Isn't that right? It's also the first time I've heard that you have to eat a birthday cake when you celebrate your birthday." Mei Sanniang smiled happily after eating, and chatted along with her.

Talking about the birthday cake, there was a lot of excitement on the table.

A group of women asked you about the recipe of the birthday cake. Seeing that everyone was curious, Wei Changhe answered each sentence patiently.

(End of this chapter)

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