On an ordinary day, there will be no abnormal weather. There will be no scorching sun, no storm, and of course, there will be no frogs or fish falling from the sky when walking on the road, but there may be candy falling, and it may not be certain.

Tang Zhihang had just woken up from his sleep. He picked up his cell phone and saw that it was already past ten o'clock. He looked at the room he was in carefully... Ah, it was not Changding, it was in the bedroom of Liyang's hometown, which means there was no need to go to class.

Tang Zhihang struggled on the bed for a long time, as if the fish that was not killed on the chopping board were still conscious. He raised his butt and listened to whether there seemed to be any sound in the living room, but there was no TV sound as usual in the living room, nor did he hear the sound of washing machines or cooking, which means...

Tang Zhihang crawled out of bed like an earthworm and opened the bedroom door. He saw that the bedroom next to him had the door open, and there was no one inside. He looked into the living room but saw nothing. So, everyone in the family went out, right?

So Tang Zhihang retracted his room and found his cell phone, and sent Liu Lang a message saying, "Are you awake?"

"Wake up, why? Don't fall or pick up soap." Liu Lang gave Tang Zhihang a middle finger expression.

"What else can I do when playing games online?" Tang Zhihang turned on the computer while sending a message: "I'll wash my face, you can go online quickly."

"CNM played games early in the morning, and you were useless." Although that's the case, Liu Lang should be turning on the computer as well.

Throwing the phone on the bed, Tang Zhihang hurried into the bathroom, grabbed the toothbrush but found that the toothpaste had been used up, so he shouted at the top of his throat without thinking: "Mom! Toothpaste..."

He just shouted out and realized that there was no one at home. He scratched his head and recalled where the spare toothpaste he bought had been placed, but he couldn't remember it after thinking for a long time.

After a moment of "ga", Tang Zhihang opened the cabinet on the wall and saw that there was an unopened toothpaste there.

"As smart as me."

After washing up, Tang Zhihang returned to the room and started playing games with Liu Lang. This unlucky child.

When Tang Zhihang heard the sound of the door opening, it was already past twelve o'clock. Tang Zhihang, who had been playing for two hours, realized that he had not eaten yet.

"Zhihang." A call came from the living room: "Have you eaten?"

Tang Zhihang was in a hurry to play games, but he responded casually without thinking: "I've eaten."

There was no sound anymore. After a while, I heard a burst of rapid footsteps. After all, Tang Zhihang didn't care about continuing to play the game. Then he saw a bowl of steaming noodles placed in front of Tang Zhihang: "The things in the kitchen didn't move and I ate them. How long does it take to cook a bowl of noodles?"

Tang Zhihang touched the knocked head and turned around and said, "Mom, how old I am, you still knock my head."

The back of the walk out of the room said without looking back: "No matter how old I am, I am still your mother. If I want to knock you, I will knock you. Besides, how old a person is, he is hungry and doesn't know how to cook."

Tang Zhihang curled his lips and picked up the chopsticks and sucked the noodles into his mouth. While sucking, he heard a sound from the living room: "I washed it myself after I finished eating."

"You always come back to let me wash the dishes?" Tang Zhihang almost performed a "pop" and ate noodles with nostrils.

"If you don't move, you will get moldy. Washing the dishes will kill you or what? Are you an oily person who can't touch dishwashing liquid?" After saying that, he heard a "dang" sound, which was the sound of closing the door.

Tang Zhihang continued to suck the noodles "silly", and at this time, the voice from Liu Lang came from his headphones: "Can't you finish eating and then play? You know that you can stay at home and play games and go out for a walk."

"I went out and went straight to the Internet cafe. It would be better to play games at home."

"Who told you to go to the Internet cafe? I'll let you go and bask in the sun."

"You can also dry it on the balcony... Oh, our balcony is backlit."

"You guy is looking for peeling?"

"No, no, no, no, I can't eat any more, I'm my biological child."

"Hurry up and go wash the dishes quickly. I'll go out in advance - I'll find a way to solve the problem after dinner, you unlucky child."

"When I come back in the evening, I bring me a bowl of wontons as a midnight snack."

"Why are you using the nanny? Do you want chili?"

"Just, just put less."

Tang Zhihang couldn't help laughing as he heard Liu Lang's conversation, "Your mother is more fierce than mine."

"Everything is the same, all the same... do they have sisters today?"

"It seems that my mother went out early in the morning, but she just ran back and cooked a bowl of noodles for me."

"So too. My mother just ran back and stir-fryed rice for me..."

The two of them sighed and said in unison: "Oh, I feel sorry for my parents in the world."

But the two of them don't seem to be qualified to say this, right?

...

"This is the project planning for cooperation with Shengwu Group. Our group..." The woman sitting in the conference room was Wu Xuan's mother. No one knew what her name was.

Wu Xuan's mother is Wu Xinrong. She is Yang Zilang's secretary in the company. However, unlike other secretaries, most of the other secretaries are mistresses, and Wu Xinrong is the original wife.

After finally ending the meeting, the others left one after another. Wu Xinrong twisted her neck and complained: "I'm so tired that I'm so tired that it's finally over..."

Yang Zilang hurriedly leaned over and rubbed Wu Xinrong's shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work, madam."

Wu Xinrong took out her mobile phone and opened the photo gallery. There were only three albums in it. The first album was named "Yuanjun", the second album was named "Xiaoxuan", and the third album was named "My Baby Girls".

Opening "My Baby Girls" while looking at Yang Yuanjun, who was five or six years old in the album, hugging Wu Xuan, who had just been a few months old, Wu Xinrong touched her face and showed a silly smile that no one would normally see and said: "Ah, my Yuanjun and Xiaoxuan are really so cute. How could I give birth to such a cute daughter?"

Yang Zilang continued to rub her shoulders and said, "This is because you are so beautiful that you gave birth to such two daughters."

Wu Xinrong raised her hand and grabbed Yang Zilang's face and smiled, "I think it's because of Zilang that you have excellent genes to give birth to such perfect two daughters, right?"

"No, it's all your credit for your wife."

"No, it's all your credit for Zilang."

"Madam's credit."

"Zilang's credit."

"We didn't seem to consider their own factors..."

"Yes..." Wu Xinrong looked at her phone and thought about it, and suddenly felt guilty...

That night, Wu Xuan, who was lying on her bed, suddenly heard someone knocking on her door.

Wu Xuan quickly climbed out of the tree hole and asked, "Who?"

"Xiaoxuan, it's me..." Wu Xinrong's voice came from outside the door. Wu Xuan hurriedly opened the door and asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

Wu Xinrong looked at Wu Xuan for a moment, then said, "What... are you... hungry?"

Wu Xuan shook her head in confusion and said, "I'm not hungry, what's wrong?"

"Ah, aren't you hungry...ah..." Wu Xinrong was a little disappointed, but her face did not show. She put her hands behind her back and turned the corner of her clothes behind her and said, "Actually... I just made a cake with nothing but idle, but I've made a little too much. Your dad and I probably can't finish it...what... do you... want to eat some?"

"Okay!" Wu Xuan quickly pulled Wu Xinrong's hand and smiled: "It's been a long time since I've eaten what you made by mom, so of course I want to eat it."

"Slow down, what are you anxious about? What should you do if you fall? How old is the child? Why don't you know how steady it is?" Although he was teaching Wu Xuan a lesson, Wu Xinrong was thinking in her heart at this time: "How can my daughter be so cute? She is so cute!"

...

There was a faint light of candle light in the dim room. As the candlelight swayed, there were regular slight applause. At the same time, there were songs that made people relaxed physically and mentally: "Happy birthday, happy birthday...Happy birthday, happy birthday to mom..."

As the song ended, the singer blew out the candle, and the room completely lost its last light and turned into a completely dark space.

There was no sound in the room, as if there was no one here.

I don’t know how long it took, but someone seemed to be sobbing in the room, as if someone was sad.

Finally, I heard the sound of someone standing up and the man started walking.

With a "click", the switch of the light was turned on, and the room was filled with soft light again.

The man who turned on the light breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around and smiled and showed the two cute tiger teeth and said, "Mom, happy birthday."

As she said that, she walked back to the table and sat down, and said to the delicious dishes all over the table with her hands, "How is it? I made it by your proud daughter alone, it must be delicious, right? Come on, try my skills."

Huang Yurou held the dishes into the empty bowl beside her, then turned to look at the other side and complained: "Ah! Dad, I have said so many times that I have said, don't smoke when eating, why are you just not listening? I've pinched it."

She raised the bottle on the table and poured three glasses of wine into the wine glass and said, "Come on, today's birthday, let's talk about a glass, but we agreed to drink only this glass, and if there is too much, we won't give it to you. What? Do you want to drink two glasses? Well, let's give you two glasses to see if it's my birthday today, so I won't be the case."

Huang Yurou carried the glass of wine and said, "Mom, thank you for raising me over the years. Thank you for treating me as your biological daughter and taking care of me...I...I..."

As she said that, Huang Yurou raised the glass of wine in her hand and drank it all. The moment she put down the glass, it seemed that something fell on the table with the glass, but no one would care about who that thing was.

"Happy birthday, mom..."
Chapter completed!