Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

This portion was quite heavy, Xiao Yuchen came to carry it, and everyone returned to the third floor together.

The whole inn was quiet. It was already past midnight, and many people had gone to bed. Occasionally, there were a few rooms with lights on, and I didn't know what they were doing.

Qiao Jinshu's room was lit because he was afraid of being alone in the room. Sang Cheng, Wen Ci and Wen Li turned it on specifically before they made excuses to leave.

After everything was ready, Song Tingran gently pushed the door open, and the smile on his face froze instantly.

The room was empty, no one was there!

Where has Qiao Jinshu gone?

Xiao Yuchen placed the braised pork cake in the middle of the table and said, "Did you go to the latrine?"

Sang Cheng: "Jinshu doesn't have the habit of getting up at night. He's afraid he won't be able to find us, so he went out to look for us in a hurry."

Song Tingran: "He's not familiar with this place, so he shouldn't run around. Let's look for him on the third floor first and not go downstairs again."

Everyone started to leave the room together, but they saw Qiao Jinshu sticking his little head out of the next door, which was Song Tingran's room.

He cried all of a sudden, feeling very aggrieved. His voice was loud and loud, even wider in the dark night.

"Don't cry, don't cry, everyone in the inn will wake up soon."

Song Tingran hugged Qiao Jinshu and tried to cover his mouth, but his mouth was wide open and his nose was dripping into his mouth. He really couldn't do it.

"Shh, don't cry, let's go back to the room."

Qiao Jinshu looked at each of his brothers and felt even more aggrieved. As soon as he returned to the room, he jumped on the bed and covered his head with a quilt.

"Wherever you go, you are no longer here, so you just leave me alone. Ah, do you think you dislike me and don't want me anymore? You want to leave me in this unfamiliar place."

The sound was still loud, so Wen Ci closed the door tightly so as not to disturb other residents.

"Jinshu, happy birthday."

Song Tingran sat beside the bed, tugging on the quilt.

"I don't care, I..."

Qiao Jinshu suddenly sat up, took the quilt off his head, and looked at his wife stupidly.

"What did you say?"

"Happy birthday, happy haircut. We have prepared a surprise for you. Look at the table."

The other couples were originally gathered around the bed, but now they got out of sight. Qiao Jinshu saw something on the table. Although he didn't know what it was, it looked delicious at first glance.

"You...remember." The voice was choked.

"Of course I remember. Come down and let's celebrate your birthday together."

"Ok!"

Everyone sat around the table, a little crowded, but happy.

Song Tingran inserted sixteen thin candles on it, and then lit them one by one with flint.

Xiao Yuchen blew out the original big red candle in the room in one breath, and the whole room became dark, but there were dots of small candlelight in the center of the table, which were very gentle and shone on everyone's face, making their silhouettes very beautiful.

"Jinshu, put your hands together like this, close your eyes and make a wish, don't say it out loud, just make a wish in your heart, then blow out the candles, and the wish will come true."

"I, I haven't done this before, I, hehe."

Qiao Jinshu was so brilliant that he put his hands together and closed his eyes. He felt his lips moving but made no sound.

After a long time, he opened his eyes.

"I have made many wishes, have they all come true?"

"Yes, just blow out the candles."

Qiao Jinshu stood up and held the table with both hands. From this angle, he could blow better. He saw everyone's excited eyes,

"Let's blow out the candles together."

The husbands were all undecided. This was Qiao Jinshu's birthday, and it was not theirs. It was not easy to cross the line.

"Oh, let's blow out the candles together, Wife~ Eldest brother, second brother..."

Song Tingran: "Okay, okay, let's all play together."

"three."

"two."

"one."

Qiao Jinshu took the lead in blowing out the candles. In fact, the others didn't use too much force, mainly because they were left to him.

The room became dark, Xiao Yuchen lit the big red candle for lighting, and Song Tingran also took off the small candles and put them aside.

“I blow out the most.”

"Of course, you are the oldest today. This is a braised pork cake specially prepared for you. Come and give us a share so that we can share in your happiness."

Qiao Jinshu held the rice spoon in his hand and couldn't put it down. This thing was so beautiful that he couldn't bear to break it.

Song Tingran didn't urge him. He put his head on his head with one hand and looked at him. This little guy had haircut.

The scent went straight to Qiao Jinshu's nose. He couldn't bear it any longer, so he dug it out from the very edge.

Naturally, the first bowl was given to Song Tingran, and then they were divided one by one.

After they were all finished, he was already ravenous. There was some soup in the middle that stuck to his hands, and he just added it. The smell was so fragrant that his head was confused.

Everyone is showing off their food...

Qiao Jinshu: "My wife, I wish I could celebrate my birthday every day. This braised pork cake is so delicious, and the rice in the soup is more delicious than the meat."

There was rice in his mouth and he was talking excitedly. A few rice grains accidentally fell on the table.

Shi Yan originally wanted to educate him, but thinking about today's special day, he didn't say it out loud, thinking he would talk about it later.

Sang Cheng: "I didn't expect that there is such a delicious thing. Wife, how did you research it?"

Shi Yan: "My wife has read a lot of books and has a smart mind, so it is easy to think of it."

Wen Li: "Yeah, brother is right."

Chang Yuqiao: "I can't eat fatty food, but this braised pork is fat but not greasy. I think it's even better than the chef at Zuixianglou."

Wen Ci ate hard with his head down. He had already finished the first bowl and was filling the second bowl.

There was no energy left to clear the things on the table. The family ate until they passed out and went back to bed to sleep.

A dreamless night, solid and steady.

It wasn't until the sun was shining brightly the next day that Song Tingran's family woke up in a daze.

Song Tingran turned over and hugged Shi Yan, who had his back to her. She opened her eyes and rubbed circles on his back playfully.

Shi Yan had just woken up and felt something strange. He had already struggled to turn over and whispered: "My wife, please stop making trouble."

"Just make a fuss."

Shi Yan slowly turned over and wanted to fight back, but Song Tingran dexterously turned over and landed on the ground, leaving behind an angry Shi Yan.

"Okay, let me help you get dressed and wash up, okay?"

"Someone is here. Wife, please be more serious."

Xiao Yuchen: "I'm not a human being."

Chang Yuqiao: "Then... I'm not either..."

Shi Yan was helpless. The brothers at home became more and more slick. It was difficult for him, a big man.

There was also movement next door. After washing, the family went downstairs. It was a busy time in the hall.

Song Tingran stopped a waiter casually.

"Hey, what are you doing?"