If you enter a haunted house, you can see someone throwing dog food

Qiao Tong still stayed with Qiao Yuan in Yucheng. Although everything remained the same, Qiao Yuan still felt that something was different.

The winter in Yucheng is very cold, the snow has already been falling, the pure white snow covers the vast land, and the cold wind blows in through the windows like a hole.

In the evening, Qiao Tong returned to his room after dinner, opened his homework book, and while he was doing the questions, he waited for Xue Fei to send him a message.

But before Xue Fei hit the line and bombed him, Yin Chengxiao came to find him first. The message he sent was very simple, obviously he didn't know that Qiao Tong was not in Ningcheng.

Ma Yao is not an anesthetic: Student Qiao!On Brother Fei's birthday, do you want to come together and secretly hold a big party for Brother Fei?

Ever since Xue Fei and Qiao Tong confirmed their relationship, Yin Chengxiao got news from Xue Fei, and excitedly sent a long post of Xue Fei's "bad deeds", reminding Qiao Tong not to be fooled by Xue Fei's appearance up.

Later, when Qiao Tong was talking on the phone with Xue Fei, he accidentally slipped the word. Xue Fei smiled darkly at the time, and said that he would definitely teach Yin Chengxiao how to speak when he went back.

That is to say, but Yin Chengxiao is Xue Fei's friend, and I don't know if the fight will be successful, but Yin Chengxiao did recognize Qiao Tong as his sister-in-law, and would spread something about Xue Fei from time to time.

Just like now, if he hadn't reminded him, Qiao Tong would not have discovered that Xue Fei's birthday happened to be during the winter vacation.

He was stunned.

A plane tree: his birthday?

Ma Yao is not an anesthetic: Don't you know?Just the day after tomorrow, I plan to entertain everyone for a meal the day after tomorrow afternoon, why don't you help call all the friends from Brother Fei's class over.

A sycamore tree: ... I am not in Ningcheng.

Ma Yao is not an anesthetic:? ? ?Damn, no wonder Brother Fei still has time to find me to play games these two days, so when will you come back?

A sycamore tree: number four's ticket.

Ma Yao is not an anesthetic: What the hell?

The day after tomorrow, February [-]st, the second day of the new year.

Qiao Tong buttoned the phone case unconsciously, and stared blankly for a while, Yin Chengxiao, who couldn't wait for his reply, quickly added two more messages to him, as if to comfort him.

Ma Yao is not a narcotic: Time seems to be a bit rushed, it’s okay, anyway, you two are together and you don’t have to worry about this, then I’ll contact them, when you come back to make up a birthday present for Brother Fei, it’s over.

Ma Yao is not an anesthetic: Brother Fei has no idea about birthdays. When I first met him, I heard that he never celebrates birthdays hahahaha.

Never a birthday?

Also, judging from the relationship between Xue Fei and his mother, it is indeed impossible for the mother and son to celebrate their birthday peacefully.

"Snapped--"

Qiao Tong suddenly figured it out, put down the phone and stood up abruptly, ran out of the room without being able to pick up the stool after knocking it down.

Qiao Yuan, who was reading a book downstairs, heard the movement, looked up and saw Qiao Tong running downstairs a few steps at a time.

"Tongtong, be careful."

"Dad, can you book a plane ticket for me?" Qiao Tong came to his side, before he had time to catch his breath, he asked with a big gulp.

Qiao Yuan raised his eyebrows and smiled softly: "Which day?"

"Number 31!"

"Okay." Qiao Yuan didn't hesitate, and turned around to book a ticket. He kept telling him during the ticket check, "There will be a lot of people at the airport during the Spring Festival, so be careful on the road."

Qiao Tong made a decision with a feverish brain. Seeing Qiao Yuan's face now, he felt a deep sense of guilt. He sat beside Qiao Yuan and opened his mouth: "...Dad, I'm sorry."

Qiao Yuan laughed, "I'm sorry for what?"

"I made it clear that I would spend the New Year with you."

"Tongtong." Qiao Yuan smiled and shook his head, "Since I feel sorry for me, should I bring her to meet me during the summer vacation?"

Qiao Tong was startled and said at a loss, "Dad, I..."

"Just kidding." Qiao Yuan stopped moving the mouse, and he looked at Qiao Tong, "But if you and she are both willing, I don't mind."

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On the second day of the new year, Xue Fei's family didn't go out to pay New Year's greetings, but stayed at home and prepared for Xue Fei's birthday with their own hands.

Xue Fei got up early in the morning and saw Yan Boyi and He Qiaoman busy in the kitchen, Yan Yan followed behind to pass things, and when she saw Xue Fei coming, she let him go out in a childlike voice, her small arms stopped him. At the door of the kitchen, Xue Fei is not allowed to enter.

He Qiaoman lightly pinched Yan Yan's chubby face, and said to Xue Fei: "Feifei, you can go out first."

"What are you doing?" Xue Fei looked suspicious.

Yan Yan made a face at him: "I won't tell you!"

Xue Fei is not stupid, while cooperating with Yan Yan, he said well, please take your time, and at the same time guessed in his heart what they were going to do.

It was nothing more than a birthday surprise.

It seems that Xue Fei has never touched the concept of birthday since Father Xue left.

Xue Fei pouted.

... To be honest, birthdays are nothing more than a little food, cooking and eating, almost the same as usual, he is not very interested.

However, this can be regarded as the first birthday in Ningcheng, and it is still a bit commemorative.

Of course, if his family, Tongtong Xiaobao, can come back, then today can be marked as a memorial day and celebrated every year in the future.

Unfortunately, I also know that it is impossible.

He walked into the studio with a hutch.

Yan Boyi deliberately cleaned up the small single room at home when he went to closed practice, and set up a separate studio for Xue Fei. I don't know how he persuaded He Qiaoman, but He Qiaoman came to clean it up for him in person. .

Although the studio is small, it is well-equipped and decently arranged.

Xue Fei sat in front of the easel and started grading.

There is a canvas with a rough draft on the easel. The painting is a classroom. In the classroom, there are boys in school uniforms of different shapes, hanging shoulders and backs, playing and joking. Only one person is different from the others. He wears glasses on the bridge of his nose and looks down. What, there is a boy beside him who is playing with his hair.

This is the work that Xue Fei started to draft after he came back. It took more than a day to ponder over everyone's posture and expression. It is the most serious painting he has drawn for such a long time.

The whole morning passed quickly, Xue Fei went to wash off the paint on his hands, and prepared to go out for dinner.

The message sent to Qiao Tong early in the morning has not yet received a response, Xue Fei can only comfort himself silently in his heart, this year is the second day of the Lunar New Year, Tongtong Xiaobao may go to visit his father for New Year's greetings, there is no rush.

He hadn't taken a few steps out of the room when suddenly there was a clatter in the living room.

Colorful ribbons and confetti fluttered down.

Xue Feidun stayed where he was, looking at the cake in the middle of the dining table and He Qiaoman, Yan Boyi, and Yan Yan surrounding the dining table, suddenly not knowing how he should react.

It seems that the birthday is more...

...be more lively.

"Feifei, happy birthday." He Qiaoman waved to him, "You said you were going out for dinner tonight, so I discussed it with your Uncle Yan, and we will celebrate your birthday at noon."

Yan Boyi said: "Feifei, you will be a big man in the future, congratulations on growing up."

Yan Yan stared greedily at the cake in the middle of the table, and whispered, "Brother, happy birthday."

The silent snow outside seemed to come alive.

After wandering around the warm family atmosphere for so long, he finally came to Xue Fei's side to help him drive away the last gloom.

"...Thank you." Xue Fei was silent for a while, and finally walked to the table, grinning, "Who made this cake? The cream is not evenly spread."

Yan Boyi was stunned for a moment: "Really? I think it's pretty even."

Yan Yan secretly stuck a piece in her mouth and said, "It's delicious."

"Yan Yan, eat first." He Qiaoman helped Yan Yan wipe her hands clean, and then said, "I'm going to serve the meal, who will help me?"

"I'll do it." Yan Boyi raised his hand.

Xue Fei followed He Qiaoman into the kitchen without saying a word.

Yan Boyi said hello, "Feifei, you are the birthday star today, go back and sit down!"

"Uncle Yan, let us young people do this kind of thing." Xue Fei said with a smile.

Yan Boyi laughed and scolded: "My boy, are you mocking your Uncle Yan for getting old?"

Xue Fei shrugged and said, "The truth."

He Qiaoman's eyes were full of smiles.

When the three of them came out of the kitchen, Yan Yan had poked a small hole in the cake, her mouth was covered with cream, her watery eyes stared, and she burped them innocently.

He Qiaoman went to help her wipe her mouth dumbfounded, Yan Boyi glanced at Xue Fei who was in a daze, and smiled softly.

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