Thousands of years old silly white sweet

Well, no matter what kind of gift it is, as long as it is given by Dong Changqing, Xiujue will like it unconditionally.

He carefully put the perfume away, and then drove Dong Changqing to the reserved restaurant.

Along the way, Dong Changqing was always thinking about the cake.

"President Xiu, let's go buy a cake." "You must have a cake for your birthday, right?" "You have to blow out the candles and make a wish."

He was talking endlessly, Xiujue smiled and parked the car at a cake shop on the side of the road, went in and ordered a cake, and asked them to deliver it directly to the restaurant.

Only then was Dong Changqing satisfied, "This is the right way, this is how I celebrate my birthday..."

From his gradually lowering voice, Xiujue heard something else.

The place to eat is a very distinctive Chinese restaurant. I found this place after driving through several alleys in a detour.

Cui Yan recommended it to Xiujue yesterday, saying that it is delicious, especially the pot-wrapped meat and candied sweet potatoes, which are very authentic.

The taste of these two dishes is sweet, and Dong Changqing likes it, so Xiujue wants to bring him to eat.

After ordering food in the lobby, the two went straight to the second floor.

The small room on the second floor is very quiet and very private. For dating, I like to go to places with few people.

The food in this restaurant was very slow, and when the dishes were ready, the cake was also delivered. Knowing that it was Xiu Jue's birthday, the boss asked the back kitchen to add a portion of longevity noodles.

To be honest, Changshou noodles are not delicious at all. The clear soup lacks water and there is an egg lying on it. Used more than half a bowl.

Xiujue became more sure of his guess.

"Winter."

"Well?"

"Do you want to celebrate your birthday?"

Dong Changqing was startled, and subconsciously bit off the noodles. He sat there blankly, chewing mechanically with his mouth, and his blank eyes looked a little pitiful.

After swallowing the noodles, he nodded, "I also want to...but I don't know which day is my birthday."

Dong Changqing, the divine flower of Pangu, was born at the same time as the sun, moon, stars, clear wind, rain and dew. The sun, moon, stars, clear wind, rain and dew cannot speak. Nothing in this world can tell Dong Changqing when he was born.

Xiujue rubbed his face, "I know."

"Really!" Dong Changqing's face was filled with surprise.

He believed it.

No matter what Xiujue said, he believed it.

"Really, every winter solstice is your birthday."

Winter solstice, winter solstice, winter solstice!

Dong Changqing repeated these two words in her heart, and tapped her toes happily.

Xiujue felt that the table was shaking.

He didn't know when Dong Changqing had this habit.

Pretty cute.

Having a birthday, Dong Changqing is really excited, but right now, Xiujue's birthday must be celebrated first.

Unwrapping the cake, inserting the candles, lighting the candles, making a wish, blowing out the candles, it was the first time for Holly Evergreen to do these things.

Cultivation is the same.

"What wish did you make?"

"It doesn't work to say it."

Only then did Dong Changqing think of this statement, and sighed, looking a little disappointed.

And Xiujue changed the subject, and said, "However, you can help me realize my wish, do you want to hear it?"

"Of course I want to! Since I can make it come true, why do you use your birthday wish." He was full of pity again, "It was wasted."

No matter when and how it changes, Dong Evergreen will never lose its innocence and purity.

Xiujue looked at him and said softly, "My wish is that you hide yourself well."

Dong Changqing didn't understand the meaning of this wish.

Xiujue explained patiently, "Dongdong, today is my birthday, and the next birthday will come soon. I will grow old little by little until I die, but you won't. People always greedily want eternal life. I can't protect you all the time, so you have to be more cautious and careful."

Xiujue once said these words as threats and worries, but now they are for Dong Changqing's future.

Dong Changqing didn't understand it before, but now she knows it well.

He nodded seriously, "I know."

After finishing speaking, water suddenly gushed out of those dark eyes, "I can't bear to part with you."

Xiujue smiled, "When I'm old, you'll be willing to try the cake."

No matter how it looks like love, Dong Changqing will never have an unforgettable love for Xiujue. He wiped his eyes and took a spoon to dig the cake.

The cake is sweet but not greasy, soft and delicious, plus a sweet candied sweet potato, Dong Changqing's mood is much better.

After dinner, the two went to the movies together.

A short time ago, an anti-trafficking movie with high ratings was released. Dong Changqing was in the store for the past two days, and she could always hear someone mentioning it. As soon as she arrived at the cinema, she urged Xiujue to buy tickets.

"Are you sure? Watch this?"

Dong Changqing nodded vigorously, "Well, just watch this! Otherwise, I have nothing to talk to Li Chuang and the others at work."

I even understand this.

Xiujue had no choice but to give up the two or three things about the movie theater in his mind, and went to buy the most tear-jerking movie ticket of the year.

This movie mainly tells about a little boy who lived in a wealthy family and was spoiled by human traffickers in an accident. The child is smart and has a strong memory. He always cries and wants to go home. Sold it, took it back, and then sold it again. After several twists and turns, he gave up selling the child, but broke his hands and feet and asked him to beg. In it, the child's family suffered because of his loss, and finally died at home. The death, the injury, the giving up, only the mother who is forced to be strong is always on the road to find the boy.

The starring boy is only five years old, and his acting skills are very good. When he cries, his heart hurts. Even Xiujue couldn't help but have red eyes.

Dong Changqing never stopped crying.

"It's so pitiful..."

Half an hour after leaving the theater, Dong Changqing was still sobbing.

Xiujue handed him a tissue, but he was powerless to comfort him.

I have to say that the director is very scheming. At the beginning of the movie, he made the little boy's family too happy. It is a kind of happiness that everyone yearns for, so after experiencing the tragic ending, the audience will Involuntary loss and regret, Winter Evergreen is a standard example.

"President Xiu, human traffickers are really bad."

"Well, that's bad."

"President Xiu, the whole family of the traffickers exploded."

"Well, an explosion."

"President Xiu, if that child hadn't been abducted by human traffickers, he must be very powerful when he grows up, right?"

"Yes." After Xiujue's response, a thought flashed through his mind. He sat up straight and said seriously, "Dongdong, let's adopt a child. What do you think?"

Dong Changqing was stunned, "Adopt a child?"

"Well! Adopt, our child."

Whatever he said, Dong Changqing would support him unconditionally, but he was a little worried that if there was an extra child in the family, would Xiu always only like the child and dislike him.

So worried, so I asked.

Xiu Jue smiled, "What do you think?"

Dong Changqing threw herself into his arms, her soft hair rubbed against his chin, "I think you will only like me."

"of course."

Xiujue is not a sudden kindness. The premise of his adoption is that he must be smart enough, extraordinary smart. He will treat this child as his own son, take care of it carefully, cultivate it carefully, and give him everything.

In this way, someone will accompany and protect Dong Evergreen.

……

The moment Cui Yan learned that Xiujue was going to adopt an heir, he almost collapsed.

The Xiuren Group, a huge family business, actually wants to hand it over to an outsider!

"Mr. Xiu... isn't there a surrogate now? You can give birth to a surrogate, adopt... To be honest, who can guarantee that he will not go out of his way when he grows up."

Xiujue ignored him, looking down at the document in his hand.

Cui Yan was not discouraged, and continued to persuade, "From another perspective, Mr. Xiu, your genes are perfect enough. If you give birth to a child, you must be extremely smart! If you don't leave a bloodline or something, what a waste! "

"is it?"

Seeing Xiujue's reaction, Cui Yan was overjoyed, "Yes! So why raise someone else's child, we really have the throne."

What is the top ten family business in the country but the throne?

Cui Yan felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said.

Xiujue raised his eyes to look at him, shook his head, and said lightly, "I don't need it, you just follow my advice and look for it all over the country."

Cui Yan really couldn't understand, "I'm going home to give birth now!"

"Go."

In the face of sufficient financial resources and strong connections, it is easy to do anything. Two months later, on a sunny morning, Xiujue took Dong Changqing to the suburban orphanage.

When the dean saw him, he smiled politely, "Mr. Xiu, the children are studying in the morning now, do you want to go and have a look now?"

"Ah."

Dong Changqing followed behind Xiujue and yawned.

He is learning a foreign language recently, and those strange pronunciations make him one head and two big, and even sleep and dream at night, he is always chattering, but hearing the voice of children babbling not far away, Dong Changqing still ignited a little excitement , "President Xiu, can we bring home a child today?"

"Probably." Afraid that he would be disappointed, Xiujue didn't give a definite answer, and asked, "Will you treat the children well?"

"Yes." Dong Changqing laughed, "I'm ready to give him a gift!"

This surprised Xiujue, "When did you prepare it? Why didn't I hear you say it before?"

Dong Changqing replied calmly, "It was prepared secretly, but I accidentally slipped my mouth just now."

"..."

While talking, the three of them arrived outside a classroom. Through the window, they could clearly see a circle of children sitting inside. The oldest was about five years old, and the youngest was only two or three years old. They were all holding books solemnly, They articulated clearly and read the elegant poems aloud. Some of them were not very proficient, and if they were a little slow and disrupted the rhythm, they immediately closed their mouths and carefully glanced at the teacher sitting in the middle.

Looking at it, Xiujue was more sensible than Dong Changqing.

Sensible people feel pitiful.

The dean said, "These children are high IQ children selected from national welfare institutions. Among them, some were abandoned, some parents died, and some were rescued after wandering, and were sent here after going through too much experience. Duo... has a very sensitive personality, but he behaves very well in all aspects, never cries, and is very obedient."

The meaning of the dean is obvious, that he does not want the incident of abandonment.

Xiujue naturally understood, and he smiled, "Don't worry, I will consider carefully before adopting...Of course, no matter which one I adopt, I will provide financial support for the rest of the children and give them the best educational environment."

The dean showed joy, "Thank you very much, Mr. Xiu."

Many of these children were originally in orphanages with very poor conditions. Maybe they are unique in terms of IQ, but in that environment, they are like Zhong Yong in ancient times. I feel that what I am doing now will undoubtedly give them a brand new life. Perhaps in the future, there will be great talents among this group of children.

"Let them play for a while, I want to see."

There is such a link in routine adoptions. It is understandable for parents to want to observe the children's personalities. The principal nodded and turned into the classroom, said a few words to the teacher inside, and soon all the children entered the playroom neatly.

Xiujue and Dong Changqing sat outside the one-way glass and looked at them, their moods were not very clear.

"President Xiu...why don't they play?"

This welfare home is a public welfare undertaking of the Xiuren Group, with abundant funds, and the game room is built according to the scale charged in the shopping mall. Even Dong Changqing wants to go in and play after seeing it, but those children are sitting obediently, with their hands in their hands. So I played with toys in my hands.

"Because they know we're watching."

Dong Changqing was stunned, "Can they see us?"

Xiujue sighed, "Do you have a child you like?"

Dong Changqing scanned around on the glass, and his eyes fell on a child who was building blocks, "Well, I like him."

Xiujue looked over, he was a child with a round face and big eyes, only two or three years old, he looked like a winter evergreen, and he built the building blocks very high, very stable, like a building standing on the ground Every time he puts a building block on it, the "building" will always shake, but the expression on his face is always neither salty nor dull.

When Dong Changqing saw that he had put another building block on it steadily, his mouth became round in surprise, his eyes were full of admiration, "Wow—it's too powerful!"

What to do, even if they adopt a child back home, Dongdong in their family will still be the one with the lowest IQ.

The appearance of building blocks, one big and one small, flashed in his mind, and Xiujue couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.