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The butler blew out the candles in a daze.

Mr. Zhan handed him the gift he had prepared long ago.

"Is it the painting from before?"

The butler looked at the old man in disbelief.

He just took a few more glances at it when he accompanied the old man to visit an art exhibition before, and the old man actually remembered it.

"You don't have any hobbies.

I just like writing and drawing.

I haven't seen you buy any calligraphy or paintings that you like.

I spend all the money I earn on buying toys and snacks for the children here.”

Mr. Zhan saw everything the butler did and kept it in mind.

"Grandpa Butler, we also have a gift for you."

Dahua and a group of children handed the housekeeper the greeting cards they made by hand and a waist pillow.

"The waist pillow was cut out by my mother, and we sewed it stitch by stitch. The stitching isn't very good, so please don't mind."

Dahua felt a little embarrassed.

When the housekeeper got the lumbar pillow, he was shocked by the stitching on it, which was even more delicate than that of an adult's.

"I remember you said you liked embroidery, so these flowers must have been sewed by you."

The housekeeper gently stroked the small flowers.

Wen Rao took a look and found it really lifelike.

Dahua is very talented in this area and can be cultivated well.

Dahua lowered her head embarrassedly.

"Butler, this is a little gift from my husband and me."

Zhan's mother also presented a set of brushes on behalf of Zhan's father.

The piece of ink that Wen Rao and Zhan Yan presented was of top-grade Hui ink, and the pattern on it was exactly the same as the one that the butler hadn't collected before, which was the plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum.

"Hey, I'm fine, really.

I received so many gifts at once, I was so happy that I didn't have time to feel sad. "

The butler deliberately teased in a light-hearted tone.

He knows that everyone cares about him.

So he will cheer up quickly.

"Grandpa Butler, we have learned a new song. Can we sing it for you?"

The children gathered around the butler and wanted to sing to him.

"it is good."

The butler was as happy as a child at this moment, with stars twinkling in his eyes.

He can do a little bit of everything, but singing is his biggest flaw. Others are tone-deaf, but he is not at all. However, he just likes to listen to children singing.

"Come and fly with me, no matter how long it takes, I won't get tired. I don't care about right or wrong anymore.

If love is a very fragile rose, I am willing to bear it, the perfection in imperfection.

It turns out that my destiny is still somewhat in my control. The haziness of tears reveals a rainbow. "

A fireworks song sung by a child's voice cleanses the night with an ethereal shock.

So pure, so moving.

“Butler, it was you who flew with them all along, and it was you who saw their vulnerability.

It is you who bear it with them.

Life is full of different situations and it is difficult to be perfect.

But these children, no matter whether they become ordinary people or pillars of society in the future, they will remember you."

Wen Rao used the lyrics to comfort the housekeeper.

“Butler, some of the efforts don’t seem worth it now.

But if you give with all your heart and without regrets, that is enough.

Don't think back, don't look back.

What's in front of you is worth it."

Zhan Yan motioned to the housekeeper to look at the children singing.

The butler nodded, tears welling up in his eyes.

“All I want to do tonight is let go.

Now I let it go.

I will continue to stay here and watch the children.

Tell them that through their own efforts, they can have a happy future with their feet firmly on the ground.”

When the housekeeper was feeling it, Wen Rao noticed a dark shadow dodging in the corner, and she couldn't help but walk over quickly.