The poor little one returns home, the whole family is reborn and loves the little one crazily

Before we knew it, it was the little guy's third birthday.

The Gu family attached great importance to this and were ready to take this opportunity to introduce the little guy to others.

"An An followed you to get off work and attended banquets before. Most people in the circle know his identity, but we owe him a formal welcome."

"On my third birthday, I want everyone in the Imperial City circle to know that Gu An is my, Gu Chongjiang's, grandson, and the distinguished young master of the Gu family."

Gu Ting had no objection: "I'll arrange it right away."

Xu Tingfang: "Let's use the hall on the left as the banquet venue. It's connected to the garden rockery, which is convenient for children to play."

"Let's arrange it this way."

The family was discussing a birthday party, but a certain little guy had no idea about it.

At this moment, she was sitting in the living room playing with a lamb doll, and next to her was Lu Xun who came to play at Gu's house.

Ever since he got to know the little guy, Lu Xun would come to Gu's house every few days, and would throw a tantrum if he wasn't allowed to come.

Before, Lu Shi could hold it back, but these days, Lu Shi has gone somewhere and can’t be found.

Without the bloodline suppression, Mrs. Lu was annoyed by his noise and simply sent Lu Xun to the Gu family.

"Brother Tangyuan, look, this is the family portrait I drew."

Lu Xun happily handed over the drawing paper in his hand, looking forward to the little guy's comments.

The little guy is studying hard with the reading pen. So far, he has recognized many words and can say some simple English letters.

"Brother Xiaoxun, what is this?"

The little guy looked at the colorful ball on the drawing paper with great confusion.

Isn’t it a family portrait? Where are the people?

How come there is none?

Lu Xun sat down next to him, and his heavy weight made the ground shake.

The little guy touched the ground stealthily and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that it had not collapsed.

"This is my dad." A blue ball.

"This is my mother." A red ball.

"This is my brother." A black mass.

"This is me." A yellow ball.

"How about it, my painting is beautiful, isn't it?"

Lu Xun proudly pointed at the family portrait in the painting and introduced it to the little one.

The little guy blinked his eyes and didn't know what to say for a moment.

In order not to undermine his self-confidence, the little guy slowly said: "Yeah, it looks good."

After thinking for a while, he squeezed out a few more words, "Talented."

Little did he know that it was because of these few words that Lu Xun would never return to the realm of abstract art in the future, and would become wilder than a wild horse.

Lu Xun became even more proud, puffing out his chest and raising his chin to the sky.

"Don't be sad, Tangyuan brother. I will teach you how to draw."

The little guy inadvertently covered the white paper in front of him, "No, next time."

He didn't want to turn his brother into a black mass.

"Okay, next time you want to learn, I'll teach you."

"Ah."

The little guy breathed a sigh of relief and saved his brother.

……

On the day of the little guy's third birthday party, Xu Tingfang made him a bowl of longevity noodles and an egg.

"Today is my baby's third birthday. Mommy wishes my baby a happy birthday and happiness every day."

Birthday?

The little guy was stunned. He had never celebrated his birthday and didn't even know when his birthday was.

So today is his birthday?

"Baby, what's wrong? Are you dissatisfied?" Seeing that he didn't move, Xu Tingfang bent down and asked carefully.

The little guy shook his head: "No."

"thanks Mom."

"Mum~"

A kiss fell on Xu Tingfang's face.

"You're welcome. Come on and eat. Our little treasure will be healthy after eating the longevity noodles."

"Ah."

The little guy picked up his special spoon and fork and started eating noodles.

After eating noodles, Xu Tingfang took the little one to open presents, which were given by family members.

There are small cars, small dolls, and even a sports car given by that idiot Gu Yan.

Still pink.

"Wow, car car."

"Do you like it?" Gu Yan had specially asked for leave from school to come back. Now he saw the little guy standing in front of the sports car he had given him, so he stuck his head out and asked.

The little guy touched the beautiful car and nodded, "It's amazing."

"That's good. I'll give An An baby other nice cars in the future."

His little treasure deserves the best.

As night fell, the banquet began as scheduled. All the important people in the circle were present at the banquet. Who wouldn't want to come to the Gu family's banquet? Even just showing up in front of the chairman, Gu Ting, would be great.

Godfather Lu Yecheng arrived early and gave his gift to the little guy.

"Does An An like the gift from your godfather?"

Little An An held the small silver revolver in her arms, glanced at the expectant Lu Yecheng, and whispered, "It's amazing."

Xu Tingfang, who was standing by, held her forehead with her hand and said: Giving gifts and guns to a three-year-old child!

I'm afraid no one can do it except Lu Yecheng.

Gu Sheng almost cursed when he saw the gun, "Uncle Lu, this is not a good gift for you."

Lu Yecheng looked at the gun, raised his head, and said sincerely, "I think it's quite suitable."

"It's good for self-defense."

And given his special status, there must be people watching him. If they can't touch him, there's no guarantee that they won't touch Xiao An'an. It's reasonable for him to give him a gun for self-defense.

"Don't worry, there are no bullets. The bullets are here."

Gu Sheng looked at the small box in Lu Yecheng's hand, walked forward and snatched Xiao Anan away.

"Uncle Lu, you've had a hard time along the way. Let's go eat something and take a rest first."

Then he quickly left with the baby in his arms.

"Hey! I didn't take the bullet with me!"

"The gun can't be used without bullets."

Xu Tingfang on the side covered her face and turned to find her husband.

How horrible, giving a gun as a gift, and including bullets.

What Lu Xun gave was a painting he had drawn himself, but this time it was not a colorful ball, but a separate ball.

"Thank you, Brother Xiaoxun."

Lu Xun smiled naively: "You're welcome."

At half past eight, when the banquet was halfway through, the cake cutting began.

Lu Shi had returned to the black market before, and after knowing that it was Xiao Anan's birthday, he arrived at the birthday banquet hall on time.

Looking at the little kid who was blowing out the candles, he stood aside and didn't go over.

The little guy blew the cake carefully and attentively, and when he blew it out, his eyes were curved.

When the cake was being divided, the little guy was held high in Gu Ting's arms and he spotted Lu Shi behind the crowd at a glance.

"Little brother!"

He fluttered twice and landed on the ground, then ran towards Lu Shi with his little hands open.

Everyone in the banquet hall watched as the exquisite little doll ran towards a young boy.

The boy bent down, caught him, and held him in his arms.

Someone recognized that Lu Shi was the eldest son of the Lu family who had just been found and was being raised by Mr. Lu.

With Lu Yecheng's protection, everyone can see that Lu Shi will be the future successor of the Lu Group.

Now that the two children from the Gu and Lu families are so close, some people with ulterior motives have begun to think about it.

"Little brother, why did you come just now?" Xiao An An felt very aggrieved.

He waited from morning till night, and thought Lu Shi would not come.

Lu Shi touched his little face and said gently, "I wasted time preparing a gift for the baby."

"Gift? What gift?"

The little guy looked at Lu Shi with bright eyes and full of expectation.

Lu Shi carried him out of the banquet hall. When they stood at the door of the banquet hall, beautiful fireworks bloomed in the sky soon after.

Colorful and brilliant.

It was very rare for the little ones who had never seen fireworks.

"Happy third birthday, little one."

He will always remember the timid little rabbit holding his hand with its warm little hand, and the pair of innocent and bright eyes in the dark night.