Rebirth Group Favorite: The Movie Emperor's Wife Is Poor and Fierce

I can't eat too much cake, I have to eat a big meal later.

After eating the big meal and the cake, the little trash touched his bulging belly and said happily, "It's delicious, it's delicious!"

Sheng Wenyin got up again at this moment, went to the back of the sofa in the private room, and brought out a bag. She handed the bag to Little Trash, and said, "This is the real gift."

Little Trash's eyes were red, and he was so moved that he immediately opened the gift and saw that there was another music box inside.

It cannot be said to be exactly the same as the previous 9.9 one, it can only be said that there is no difference, but this one is not bad.

The little trash looked at Bao numbly.

Sheng Wenyin smiled: "Do you like it? This one is also 9.9."

The little trash pouted high, and hummed aggrievedly: "...I like it."

Ming also got up at this time, went behind the sofa, and took out another bag.

Little Trash looked at that new gift, which was exactly the same as the doll in the morning, no matter the packaging or size, and reached out to take it.

OK, so is the weight.

The little trash didn't want to open it anymore, but under the indifferent gaze of the big apprentice, he still muttered: "...I like it."

Qi Si also got up at this time, and went behind the sofa.

Little Trash immediately sat up a little bit, no one would give him a gift, I didn't expect him to be a nice person.

Qi Si went behind the sofa, threw a piece of trash, and came back again.

The little rubbish looked at him eagerly, Qi Si frowned: "What's the matter?"

Then sat back in his chair.

Little Trash: "..."

The little trash is about to cry.

He hugged Sheng Xingyan lonely, and muttered: "Fortunately, uncle still has Yanyan."

But Yanyan only has beautiful women dancing videos!

"Cough." At this time, Jian Huating coughed lightly, and took out his clothes pocket: "I didn't tell me before that I came to celebrate your birthday, and I didn't prepare anything. For the time being, I only have this, this one The pen was given to me by your grandfather, I have used it for more than 30 years, I hope you like it."

He handed the pen to his son.

Little Trash looked down, was quiet for a while, and then said: "30 years ago, grandpa gave you a watercolor pen with the words 'Children's World' written on it? It looks like you just came from Sheng Xingyan. Steal it from the stroller!"

Jian Huating hurriedly took the pen back, took out his pocket again, gave him a pen, and said, "This one, this one, I took it by mistake just now."

When he took back the watercolor pen and was about to put it back in his pocket, he suddenly felt a murderous aura.

Turning his head, Sheng Wenyin was staring at him like a thief.

Jian Huating swallowed, and could only put the watercolor pen back on the stroller, and said, "Just now the waiter asked me to order, and I used it conveniently. Can I be greedy for my grandson's things?"

Sheng Wenyin rolled his eyes: "Hmph!"

Little Trash looked at the pen in his hand, the cap was loose, the nib was split, the body of the pen was full of scratches, and it was [-]% damaged in battle.

Well, on this birthday, he got a bad music box, a good music box, two identical twin dolls, and a second-hand discarded pen that can no longer be used.

Perhaps the only valuable thing today is a kiss from Sheng Xingyan and a big meal with Qi Si.

Little Trash: "..."

Were they really celebrating his birthday?

On the way back, send the birthday star home first.

After the little garbage got out of the car, he still climbed on the window to look at Sheng Xingyan inside, and said reluctantly: "Baby, let Sheng Xingyan come to my house for summer vacation."

Sheng Wenyin was expressionless: "He's only six months old, he's having a shitty summer vacation!"

Ming irritably grabbed someone by the back collar, pulled the person away, and said to the people in the car: "Be careful."

Until the car drove away, Ming turned around and entered the unit building, Little Trash hurriedly grabbed a few boxes of presents in large and small bags, and kept up with him.

When he returned to the apartment, Little Trash was about to put the gift back into the room, when he suddenly froze for a moment: "Hey, why is there an extra black box, what is it?"

Ming went into the kitchen and poured a glass of water. When he came out, he glanced at his gray eyes and said softly, "It's from Xiao."

Little Trash opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Didn't he not deliver it?"

Ming ignored him and went straight back to the room.

It wasn't until the door was closed that Little Trash sat on the ground and opened the black box.

Inside the box was a pair of earphones. Looking at the brand, Little Trash was shocked: "Nine, more than 9?"

There is another card at the bottom.

The little garbage was unfolded, and I saw inside, Qi Si didn't write anything, but in the lower right corner, he signed his name [Qi Si].

Little Trash blinked and blinked, and after a long while in a daze, he puffed up his cheeks and hung the earphones around his neck, his cheeks flushed red.

He put the box away, and when he was about to get up, he felt that something was wrong.

Isn't the first music box Bao gave him broken?When I took it, there should be clinking sounds of parts in the box, why is there no fragmentary sound?

Suspiciously, he opened the box of the first music box, and saw that there was indeed a music box inside, but it was not the 9.9 plastic box that was broken before.

It was a music box carved from peach wood. As soon as the music box was opened, a little boy carved from white marble began to dance.

There is a pair of angel wings spread out behind the little boy, with a smiling face, it is him at this moment!

Little Trash was stunned, he picked up the card that had fallen aside.

On the card, the girl's delicate and clear handwriting was exposed, and it said [I engraved it], and in the lower right corner, there was also a signature [Sheng Wenyin].

The little trash took a deep breath, and holding back his trembling little hands, he quickly opened Goudan'er's box as well.

Goudan’er’s second gift was the same 39.9 doll, but the first box was replaced. Instead of a doll, it contained a photo album…

He unfolded it, and saw that the photo album was full of his photos!

There is a group photo of him taken in the orphanage when he was two years old.

There is a single photo taken by his volunteer sister when he was three years old.

There is a registration photo taken in the church of all churches when he was seven years old.

There are photos of his injuries taken in the infirmary after his disfigurement.

There is an ugly photo of him being ridiculed by his uncle Jian Huazhang when he first learned how to shape his face.

There are also surveillance photos where he often went back to steal money after he grew up and was captured...

On the last page of the photo album was a card with the words [Who Said You Have No Story] written by Goudaner on it. In the lower right corner, there was still a signature [Ming].

"Batt, click."

The hot, hazy tears in the eyes fell drop by drop on the folder page of the album.

The little rubbish sniffed, and quickly wiped the photo album clean with his sleeve, for fear of water getting in.

He turned his head to look at Goudan'er's room, pouted his mouth, and then looked at the last pen.

He held the pen, hesitated for a moment, and opened the cap. There was nothing in the cap. After thinking about it, he unscrewed the tube of the pen again.

Sure enough, as soon as the pen body was opened, a small note fell out of it.

He picked at his fingers, and finally unfolded the note slowly.

Inside the note was a line of words written with a watercolor pen: [Dad is at the door, can you open the door for Dad? 】