Entertainment: God-level nanny

"Sister, hurry up!"

After watching her father get dressed and go out, He Miao pulled Yanyan out of the bedroom and ran to the living room in a hurry.

"Sister, can we still catch up?"

Yanyan rubbed her little hands and looked at He Miao, saying: "Uncle should be back soon!"

"I asked Uncle Jiang to buy a cake yesterday. Let's just decorate it."

He Miao quickly took out balloons and a pump from the coffee table drawer and said:

"Why isn't Uncle Jiang here yet?"

Ding Dong!

As soon as He Miao finished speaking, the doorbell rang suddenly.

"Sister, sister, I'll open the door!"

Yanyan shouted very discerningly and ran towards the door.

"Who is it?" Yanyan shouted.

The little girl still remembers Uncle Su's teachings, not to open the door to strangers casually.

"Yanyan, I am your Uncle Jiang."

Jiang Changqing's voice sounded outside the door: "Open the door quickly!"

"Okay."

Yanyan replied and opened the door directly.

"Beep!"

Jiang Changqing appeared in front of the little girl holding a cake and said:

"Guess who I am?"

"Hehe, it's Uncle Jiang!"

Yanyan giggled, blinked her big eyes and said, "Didn't Uncle Jiang tell me just now?"

"Haha, yes, our Yanyan is so smart!"

Jiang Changqing put down the cake and walked into the house and said, "Where is your Uncle Su?"

"Uncle went down to buy door-nail meat pies for us."

Yanyan's shining eyes were staring at the cake.

I was so greedy that my red little mouth was almost drooling.

When I walked into the living room, I saw many colorful balloons blown up on the ground, as well as several colorful candles.

Jiang Changqing said in surprise: "Oh, He Miao, you are preparing a surprise for your father!"

"Uncle Fat Qing, come here and help me pop the balloons!"

He Miao held a pump in her hand and was pressing it down while sweating and gasping. The balloon was also inflating little by little.

"You little guy are quite romantic."

Jiang Changqing put the cake on the coffee table, took the pump from Qian Hemiao, and said:

"Your father will be back soon, and you guys can't finish preparing for this surprise?"

"Dad said, just do your best when doing things. How can there be perfection?"

He Miao said seriously: "Dad will not blame me!"

"You have quite an idea."

Jiang Changqing tied the balloon and said, "Tell me, what surprises have you prepared for your father? Is it just cake and balloons?"

"I secretly asked Dad to help me and my sister buy a small gift for Uncle Su!"

Yanyan, who was watching the cake, came over and pulled out two small gift boxes from the side of the sofa with some pride, saying:

"look!"

"Pretty well prepared!"

A look of envy appeared in Jiang Changqing's eyes. Sure enough, daughters are all father's little cotton-padded jackets!

In his heart, for the first time, he was extremely eager to have a daughter after getting married.

Shaking his head to get these thoughts out of his mind, Jiang Changqing said:

"He Miao, this is not enough for you. If you want to make your father happier, how about your uncle teach you another song?"

"Uncle Jiang, is that song easy to learn? Uncle Su will be back soon. Can we still learn it?"

Yanyan asked softly from the side.

"Easy to learn, there is only one lyric, you should all have heard it."

Jiang Changqing said with a smile: "I will sing one sentence, and you will sing one sentence.

I'm going to start, wish you a happy birthday, wish you a happy birthday..."

……

20 minutes later, Su Yiming rushed over carrying three or four plastic bags, large and small.

As soon as I walked in...

Bang bang bang!

A series of sounds rang out, during which some colorful paper shreds were flying and falling down.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

Before Su Yiming came back to his senses, He Miao and Yanyan were singing songs, one pushed the Liangy car hard, and the other came over holding a birthday hat.

On top of the trolley is a double-layered fruit cake. In the middle of the upper layer of the cake, there is a snack shaped like a microphone.

And around the edge of the lower layer of the cake, 5 lit colorful candles were inserted.

"Happy birthday, Dad!"

"Uncle Su, happy birthday!"

The two little girls talked in sweet voices, their eyes full of expectation.

"you……"

Su Yiming was startled at first, but at the same time his heart was filled with emotion and satisfaction!

Yes!

Today is his 25th birthday, but he has completely forgotten his birthday a long time ago!

Since having He Miao, Su Yiming has not celebrated a birthday for several years, but Liu Yiyi and He Miao celebrate every birthday with great grandeur!

"Thank you, thank you!"

Su Yiming, who felt that he had a strong psychological quality, rarely broke through his defenses at this moment, and his eyes instantly became red and filled with crystal tears.

He just suppressed it forcefully, not letting those tears flow down, not wanting to lose his father's majesty in front of his daughter.

"Dad, don't cry, or I'll cry too!"

Seeing that his father was about to cry, He Miao also curled up his lips and had a crying tone in his voice.

Yanyan follows suit, and in her little heart, her sister is her role model!

"No, what are you two father and daughter doing so sensational?"

Jiang Changqing patted Su Yiming on the shoulder and said, "Yiming, don't cry, don't let me look down on you!"

"Go, who's crying?"

Su Yiming slapped Jiang Changqing's hand away, wiped his tears and said, "I was hit by the cold wind downstairs just now."

"Okay, okay, you're right, I was blown away by the cold wind."

Jiang Changqing shrugged his shoulders and said: "Hurry up and make a wish and blow out the candles. The candles will be extinguished in a while without you having to blow them out!"

"wait a moment……"

Seeing that his father was about to make a wish, He Miao motioned for him to bend down, then held the birthday hat in both hands and put it on his father's head.

Looking left and right, He Miao clapped her little hands, nodded her head and said, "Well, he's very handsome!"

"Thank you baby girl!"

Su Yiming looked at his daughter fondly, then stuffed the plastic bags he was carrying into Jiang Changqing's hands, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and made a wish.

After about 10 seconds, Su Yiming smiled and said to Hemiao and Yanyan:

"Come, let's blow out the candles together..."

call!

One, two and three opened their mouths and blew forward at the same time. Three gusts of wind blew out the candle!

"Eat cake, eat cake!"

Yanyan clapped her little hands impatiently and cheered with gleaming eyes.

"Sister, be reserved!"

He Miao frowned slightly to remind Yanyan, but the action of her pink tongue licking her lips still revealed her true intention of eating cake.

Come to think of it, the little girls have been patient for half an hour since they saw the cake.

If it were any other little girl, I'm afraid they would have been clamoring for cake!

"Okay, let's eat cake."

Raising his hand to rub the two little girls' messy hair, Su Yiming smiled and led them to the dining table.

Su Yiming held He Miao's little hand, made a few cuts on the cake, and gave each of the two little girls a piece with their expectant eyes.