After three years of marriage, the beautiful military wife takes her baby to look for her father

"Xiaoya, your cooking tastes really good. No wonder the fragrance spreads ten miles away. I want to learn from you!"

Yang Fengxian and the children enjoyed the meal very much.

"The two elder brothers haven't come back yet. The sisters-in-law will bring them some food later. There are still some untouched things in the house." Yang Fengxian and Wang Chunhong's husbands were a little busy recently, so they couldn't come here to eat.

I can only take a little back.

The two men shook their heads. They were eating and taking things at the same time, which was too embarrassing.

How much gratitude do I owe to Song Zhiya for this?

"Since we're treating everyone to a meal, everyone should be present!"

Song Zhiya spoke with a smile, and the people around her were praising her for her beauty and kindness. Lu Fanghua and the others were also smiling from ear to ear.

Song Yuanyuan looked at it with disdain and rolled her eyes.

Why does Song Zhiya always like to do this kind of things? Does she have to do something to make everyone surround her and make her feel that she is the most powerful and important one?

Pretentious!

Unable to help but curse in her heart, Song Yuanyuan quickly finished her meal and went to hug her son. Nuomi also woke up.

As soon as I woke up, I hugged all the children in the family together.

The children looked at each other and grinned.

Song Yuanyuan didn't say anything and kept talking about the situation at Song Zhiya's house. After everyone finished their meal, they cleared the table.

After a short rest, I prepared to celebrate my birthday.

"Our Tuanzi is three years old today. Since his birthday is this week, he'll be able to go to school next week!"

Lu Nanfeng and Song Zhiya were talking with smiles on their faces as they moved the dumplings to the side of the table.

"Tuanzi, close your eyes!"

After Song Zhiya finished speaking, she slowly brought out the small cake she had made that day from the kitchen.

The style of the small cake was not very special, but it was covered with a thick layer of cream and had three candles lit.

"Wow!"

When Xiaoxuan saw the candle for the first time, he shouted excitedly and even led the applause.

Zhao Yulan's children are older now, and as soon as they saw the cake being brought out, they started singing birthday songs.

The birthday song sounded, and all the adults and children gathered around. Tuanzi was surrounded in the middle, like a happy child.

Song Zhiya brought the cake to him.

"Tuanzi, you can open your eyes."

Tuanzi opened his eyes with a smile. The moment he saw the cake, his joy reached its peak and he jumped up and down.

"Okay, we can make a wish."

"He's already one year older and will be going to kindergarten soon. I hope he stays healthy and safe in the future."

"You can close your eyes and make a wish for anything you want."

Tuanzi thought about it, and the two handles were put together. He did have a wish.

He hopes that his family can be together well.

There are mom and dad, a younger sister, grandpa and grandma, grandpa and grandma.

There are also many, many children and the beautiful Aunt Wenxi.

Anyone who treats him well will be happy.

After making the wish, Tuanzi blew out the candle. The children around him shouted excitedly and the adults laughed.

People in this era rarely celebrate their children’s birthdays. Even if they do, they just cook a bowl of longevity noodles and put two eggs on it, which is considered a very sumptuous meal.

Song Zhiya's birthday today is very attractive.

Everyone found it novel and therefore very interesting.

"I can go to school next week, and I'll share the cake with the other kids!"

"I will share it with the kids!" Tuanzi walked around the crowd with a smile, and everyone got a small piece of cake to taste.

Time passed quickly and it was dark in a short while. Everyone took their children home one after another, and soon only Song Zhiya and her friends were left at home.

"Aunt Xiufen and little Wenxi should stay home tonight."

There was another room in the house where the two of them could sleep, so Liu Qingyu and Lu Fanghua stayed with Song Yuanyuan and her friends for the night.

"it is good!"

Shen Wenxi and Lin Xiujuan did not refuse this arrangement, so they sat in the yard and talked for a while before going to rest.

Shen Wenxi took out the gifts he bought for Nuomi and Tuanzi.

"I was thinking that since I hadn't seen them for a long time, I bought them gifts, but I didn't expect it to be Tuanzi's birthday." Shen Wenxi smiled. Fortunately, his mother thought of it carefully, otherwise wouldn't he be embarrassed today?

"We've known each other for so long, so don't tell me I accepted these toys. But if you buy these again in the future, I won't invite you over for dinner!"

Song Zhiya pretended to be angry, and after she finished speaking, she took her hand and led her into the small study room next door.

"I've had some ideas about clothing recently," Song Zhiya found some magazines from this era.

As he flipped through the pages, he said, "The magazines I gave you before are different from the ones I have now. The ones I have now are a bit older. But I'm not asking you to imitate the styles in them. I'm asking you to learn the concepts of clothing design in that era."

The magazines in the past were ahead of their time, and some of them were foreign magazines with diverse styles.

Most of the magazines nowadays contain design concepts of this era. If Shen Wenxi can remember them firmly in her mind, it will be of some use to her.

Shen Wenxi is usually a very confused person because he is relatively young, but once it comes to things that he has designed, he immediately becomes no longer confused.

Sure enough, after seeing the magazine, she said nothing else and sat down to study it.

The two chatted for more than half an hour, and Shen Wenxi excitedly went forward and hugged Song Zhiya.

"Sister Xiaoya, you are so amazing! If you hadn't told me this, I would have reached a bottleneck myself."

"Thanks to what you told me, I'm feeling it now. I'm going to go back to my room and draw some pictures."

When emotions come up, you can't stop them, and you have to take this opportunity to express them.

Otherwise, once the inspiration is gone, you may not know what you were thinking.

"Just draw here. This drawer contains the things I usually use. It has everything you want." Song Zhiya left the man in the study and went out to tinker with it.

Tuanzi looked at the gifts everyone gave him and was so happy that he looked up at Song Zhiya and said, "Mom, I'm so happy!"

"Just be happy!"

Song Zhiya touched Tuanzi's face. Lu Nanfeng came over and said, "Now that Tuanzi has grown up, can you and Daddy put all these things away in the house and put them away neatly?"

Tuanzi looked at the pile of things on the ground and saw that they were indeed very messy, so he nodded heavily.

"I'd like to clean up with Daddy!"