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"What are you doing... staring at me and laughing so hard that I get goosebumps..." Ye Chen touched his arm and shook his body exaggeratedly.

Just when Wan Qing wanted to tease her, she saw her father and Zhao Jinyu bringing the dishes on the plate.

Today's dishes are quite rich, and almost all of them are meat dishes.

Homemade fried lion head, crystal clear braised pork, sizzling sea bass with orange-red sauce, fresh and tender wooden fish flower, clean and refreshing Longjing shrimp, tofu soup with minced sea cucumber...

The only vegetarian dish is braised bamboo shoots made with fresh winter bamboo shoots.

Plus the cake that Wan Qing bought.

"So much, can you finish it..." Ye Chen was dumbfounded, "Isn't it too luxurious?"

"It's rare." My father rubbed her head vigorously, "And they are all home-cooked dishes. They are not usually eaten well, and I have to eat them once in a while to nourish my body."

"I don't need so many dishes for my birthday next time, just a bowl of noodles." Wan Qing has already picked up the chopsticks, "It doesn't matter if I can't pass it, just spend it with Ye Chen."

"I remember the last time we chatted together, Qinger, you said your birthday was in June, right? It seems... 29?"

"I don't remember." Wan Qing didn't seem to care, "Whatever, it doesn't really matter if you pass."

This actually made Ye Chen a little embarrassed. She coughed twice, leaned closer and whispered, "Why don't you spend it with me? Anyway... it's your birthday too."

"No, this birthday belongs to you only now."

"I don't mind if you live with me..."

"I mind." Wan Qing rolled her eyes.

"cough!"

The dinner was so rich that it was practically impossible to finish it all.

Fortunately, this is winter, even if it is not stored in the refrigerator, it can still be eaten tomorrow.

Eating leftovers from yesterday is very common in this day and age.

It is even a thrifty virtue to wait until one meal is not finished.

Yes, it is a virtue when it is needed, and an unhealthy habit when it is not needed.

"Finish the sea bass first, and the prawns. This won't taste good tomorrow, but the others are fine." Father pointed at the two dishes with his chopsticks, "This one has to be cooked today and eaten today. , don’t eat rice, just eat vegetables today.”

"It's a waste to have such a good dish..." Ye Chen felt distressed.

Wan Qing also agreed with this: "I can't help it, let's drink the soup, treat the soup as a meal."

"Uncle's dishes are really delicious! I've already had two bowls of soup." Zhao Jinyu scooped up a little bit with a spoon and put it in his mouth, tasting it with small sips. "It's not inferior to the chefs of big restaurants!"

"Haha, I can't compare to a chef, it's just some home-cooked food." Although the father said it very modestly, he obviously liked Zhao Jinyu's words very much, and the corners of his mouth almost grinned to the sky.

Although they didn't eat, the girls were already [-]% full just eating vegetables and soup, and the rest was left to their father.

The sky outside the window was completely dark, the dark blue night sky was dotted with a few stars, the oval moon hung in the clouds, and the dim street lamps barely illuminated the roads of the city.

"Dad...do you want to set up a stall today?" Ye Chen scratched his cheek, "Or do you want to take a day off?"

"I'll go down after you finish blowing out the candles to see if anyone has occupied the seat. If so, go home and rest for a day and sleep well for a night."

"Then I'll put away the dishes." Wan Qing stood up and put away the dishes on the table with Zhao Jinyu.

Put the empty ones in the sink, and wrap the unfinished ones in plastic wrap and put them in the refrigerator.

"This stewed bamboo shoots in oil is not bad...the porridge tomorrow will definitely be delicious."

"If you eat the braised pork at that time, you need to warm it up? Put it in a pot?" Zhao Jinyu carefully touched the plastic wrap on the plate of braised pork, and then handed it to Wan Qing who was standing next to the refrigerator.

"If it's not hot, the pork skin shouldn't be able to chew—it'll be fine if it's steamed directly on top of the rice, and you don't need to put it in the pot to re-fry it."

"Well, then come to your house for dinner tomorrow morning?"

"Of course you can."

"Cough—can I have cake?" Ye Chen, who had been sitting at the dining table for a long time, couldn't wait any longer.

"Come on, come on!"

"Wait a minute, I'll wipe the table clean." Wan Qing picked up the rag, "Then... divide the cake plates."

"Where are the candles?" Ye Chen didn't find them in the packing bag of the dinner plate.

"On the wine cabinet, there are number candles that I specifically asked for!"

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34. Butter Cake

At night when the lanterns first come on, there is a hustle and bustle of returning home in the city.

The smell of dinner came from every household, some were very spicy, some were sweet, and some people seemed to burn something...

Noisy and noisy intertwined, but it makes people feel warm and at ease.

"Hey~!" Zhao Jinyu gently placed the digital candle on the cake, then tilted his head to look at Ye Youliang.

He's the only man here, and generally, the only one with a lighter.

My father nodded knowingly, and took out a cheap lighter bought on the side of the road from his pocket. It was not a push type, but a gear friction type. A red flame was lit, and two candles were lit.

One is the number '1' and the other is the number '6'.

Zhao Jinyu held his small face: "I will celebrate my birthday next year, and Chen'er has just turned sixteen."

"Cough... go to school early."

"Did I turn off the light?" Wan Qing who was standing next to the switch interrupted their conversation and shouted.

"Shut it, shut it!"

All the lights in the room were turned off, and the light outside the window shone a little into the room, so that the place was not plunged into darkness.

The flames of the candles swayed in the breeze, and the shadows on the wall were constantly changing shapes.

"Happy birthday to you~" Zhao Jinyu was the first to sing softly while clapping his hands.

My father also clapped his hands clumsily. The song he sang was somewhat out of tune, perhaps because he didn't listen to it often.

"Happy birthday!" Wan Qing rarely smiled so sincerely, without the slightest bit of sarcasm or banter.

"Happy birthday! I hope you can be happy every day!"

"Haha, I wish my daughter, no worries, grow up well!"

Ye Chen subconsciously looked at Wan Qing.

It seemed her blessing was more important than anyone else's.

She put her hands into the pockets of her jacket, and her eyes looked a little empty at that moment, but soon, she refocused on the digital candle that was slowly flowing candle oil.

"I hope that after experiencing the setbacks and sufferings of life, seeing the ugliness and unbearableness of others, and enduring the humiliation and blows of society, you will still be an independent, free, and complete human being, Not a machine controlled by them at will, not a walking dead who has lost his mind." Wan Qing took a deep breath, her gaze was as hot as a burning fire, "I hope you will not be forced to bear all the so-called 'normal', don't Ignore it because you are used to it, don't give up because you can't resist, and forever and ever, don't be the person you hated the most."

Father's expression was a little surprised.

Although he knew that Wan Qing came from the future and had experienced a lot, but he didn't know what she had suffered, so these words were so unforgettable.

Zhao Jinyu didn't understand why her feelings were so strong at this time, but he could tell that everything came from her heart, so he remained silent, and even the smile on his face faded a little.

"Happy birthday, I'm very happy, you have lived as yourself for another year." Wan Qing finally looked at Ye Chen, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and smiled softly.

"Thank you...I will do it, I won't make the same mistakes again, and I won't let you down."

"Don't care if I will be disappointed, as long as you are not disappointed."

"..."

"Okay, it's time for Ye Chen to make his own wish."

"Ah, yes..."

"What wish do you want to make?" Zhao Jinyu asked curiously.

"It won't work if you say it." Wan Qing squinted at her.

"That's right, so, just make it in your own heart!"

"Blow out the candle after the promise is over." Although his father said it to Ye Chen, he seemed to care more about Wan Qing. Perhaps it was the words just now that touched the depths of his heart, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for the future. My daughter's past is a little curious and distressed.

Ye Chen clasped his hands, closed his eyes, and the expression on his small face was very peaceful, as if he fell into a peaceful dream at this moment.

Her long hair swayed slowly in the breeze, her small mouth was inadvertently pursed slightly, then she suddenly opened her eyes, took a deep breath, and blew towards the candle.

The candle was extinguished in the violent shaking, and Wan Qing also turned on the light.

"Here! The birthday cake is for the birthday cake!"

"Ah... good." Ye Chen took the transparent plastic cake knife, and slowly cut off the cake. The cream layer was quite easy at the beginning, but it was a bit strenuous when it came to the cake part. How hard it is, it's just very 'tough', it's not so easy to cut to the end all at once.

The cake was very big, so instead of dividing it into four pieces, she cut it twice and cut off a small piece.

Even such a small piece is already too large for the small disposable plate - there are parts on both sides that 'stick' out and are not on the plate.

"This piece..." Ye Chen's eyes fell on his father's face, that face was a bit vicissitudes, and there were a few long silver hairs in his hair, which were dry like thatch, "Dad, this piece is for you."

"it is good."

"Then give this piece to Jinyu?"

"Okay! Thank you."

"Hey, thank you...you bought this cake..." Ye Chen was a little embarrassed, his hands trembling when cutting the cake, so this piece that looked irregular in shape was placed in Wan Qing In front of him, "This piece is for you..."

"Give me the broken ones, tsk tsk."

"Cough!! Then, shall I cut another one for you?"

"No, it's not bad to cut irregularly, at least it's distinctive."

Ye Chen felt that what she said seemed to mean something, but maybe it was just that she was thinking too much.

"Can't you finish eating so much?"

"nonsense."

"Then what should we do?" Ye Chen had no experience in dealing with such things.

"Put it in the refrigerator."

Of course, it is impossible to finish all of such a large piece of cake. You must know that I have eaten a lot of dishes just now. If I can still finish this cake, I must have a big appetite...

"Haha, it's really sweet, sweeter than the candy cake I ate when I was a child."

"It's a little sweet."

"Imayo, there's cream on the corner of my mouth."

"where?"

"Here." Wan Qing pointed to the corner of her mouth.

Zhao Jinyu tried to touch it, but couldn't.

"Have it?"

"Here it is." So she stretched out her hand, wiped the cream off her mouth with her finger, "here, I've already helped you get it off."

"Thank you~" Zhao Jinyu cut off a smaller piece with a knife and fork, and ate it in a more ladylike way.

Ye Chen looked up at her furtively, and followed suit.

As for Wan Qing, she didn't care about it at all, just like her father, she just ate with her hands...

Sweet food always makes people feel extremely happy.

In the end, more than half of the cake was left, and my father helped to divide it into several pieces, put them in bowls, and also wrapped them in plastic wrap, and put them in the quick-freezing layer.

In this way, there will be snacks for tomorrow's New Year's Day.

A well-prepared birthday can make people happy for several days.

Ye Chen is still smiling happily at this moment, as if he feels that he is the happiest person in the world.

"I'll go down and see if it's still there. If it's there, I'll set up a stall. Go to bed early. Even if you don't have class tomorrow, don't stay too busy. It's not good for your health."

Ye Chen felt a little uncomfortable when his father, who was doing business all night, said so.