Sheng Xiao Han Yu

Soon, the two of them worked together to complete two balloon pillars, one large and one small. The mix of black, white, and gold looked particularly grand. The large one was placed on the ground to the right behind the main seat, and the small one was placed on the corner of the table in front of the main seat. Hua Sheng tried to open the parasol for a long time but it didn't open. Ouyang Hanyu walked over, pressed it lightly, and pushed it upwards, and it opened. Hua Sheng looked at Ouyang Hanyu with some admiration. She had to figure out everything herself, but the uncle could do it easily. If it weren't for the uncle's help, she might have done a mess.

"Uncle, thank you!" I said with great gratitude.

"Hmm," Ouyang Hanyu touched his nose, a little embarrassed. He had already made an exception more than once just to see this girl, talking so much to someone casually and even doing things he never normally did, not even when his family was hit hard. He was born a rich young master, with a silver spoon in his mouth, and his fingers had never touched water.

Then all of a sudden, silence fell, and Hua Sheng didn't know what to say. Then he thought that the uncle might be a relative or friend here, because he seemed very familiar with this place.

"Uncle, are you here today to celebrate my young master's birthday?" Hua Sheng asked. Hua Sheng was once again pleased by Hua Sheng calling him "my young master". She had no idea that the young master was right in front of her, and that her way of addressing him pleased the master. She simply called him that like everyone else in the villa. Ouyang Hanyu also knew that everyone else in the villa called him that, but it didn't make much of a difference. He felt soft inside when the little girl called him that.

"Hmm..." Ouyang Hanyu stretched out his words, feeling like he was losing his mind. His tone of voice disgusted him. Even so, his facial expression remained unchanged, as if the "hmm" hadn't come from his mouth. Hua Sheng also found this statement strange. An uncle was so happy to celebrate the villa owner's birthday? That was normal. The villa owner was someone everyone in Lincheng wanted to make friends with, so he didn't think much of it.

The sky gradually darkened, and the stars in the sky also sneaked out, twinkling like naughty children. Hua Sheng found that the sky here was just like the one they had there. The twinkling stars were like diamonds inlaid in the deep blue night sky, which was particularly beautiful.

Ouyang Hanyu looked at the little girl who was looking up at the sky in a daze, "Little girl, come here and sit down. Aren't you tired of standing like that?" Ouyang thought that as long as he didn't talk to this little girl, she would ignore his existence.

"What are you thinking about? Come and sit here." She pointed to the chair opposite him.

"Look at the stars. The stars here are as beautiful as the ones in our place." Hua Sheng pointed to the sky, and Ouyang Hanyu also looked in the direction of her finger. As the night fell, the stars in the sky twinkled, like shining diamonds inlaid in the night of Shengsui. I usually watch them from the rooftop, but I don't feel anything special. The stars tonight are indeed shining, as bright as the little girl's eyes.

Hua Sheng looked back at him, her eyes still unconsciously dodging for a moment. "It's almost dinner time, I have to go downstairs." Ouyang Hanyu sighed at her little action. She was too timid. "Your young master has a birthday tonight, aren't you waiting to say a blessing to him?" She especially emphasized the words "your young master". The little girl said that these words "my young master" sounded nice, and she wondered if saying "Happy Birthday" would sound just as nice.

"Don't you need it?" She thought the villa owner didn't need a little ant like her to send him birthday wishes. Anyone who sent him birthday wishes seemed like an older man. Although Hua Sheng didn't know what an older man did, she felt he wasn't just incredibly handsome; he also had a powerful aura, always maintaining a poised, calm, and confident demeanor. Besides, she'd been here all this time and never seen the villa owner. He was constantly occupied with the gardens, the workers' dining room, and the dormitories. He rarely came into the villa, except for the occasional chores Uncle Meng had arranged for him to help out.

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