Chapter 521

Han Jun was stunned. "What day will it be three days later?" He repeated.

Because of Han Jun's repetition, Chen Yuehong's face became more ugly. It seems that every nerve is warning Han Jun that he will die if he doesn't know.

Han Jun seldom saw his wife's frightening eyes and swallowed his saliva.

"You don't know? Don't remember? " Chen Yuehong's voice was slightly low and murderous.

Originally, the words had come to his mouth. Under his wife's pressing questions, he swallowed them again.

Chen Yuehong's angry eyes suddenly dimmed. She sighed a long sigh, "Oh, yes, you all forgot."

Just now, he was frightened by his wife. Han Jun didn't say what he wanted to say. Now, when he saw his wife's lost look in his mouth, he said it instantly.

"It's your birthday in three days. How can I forget it? I've remembered it for 30 years. No, I remember it when I'm in love. I won't forget your birthday if I forget the Spring Festival." Han Jun said sincerely, because he didn't expect his wife to ask him this question, so he was a little confused.

Every year's wife's birthday, although there is no big deal, it definitely does not pass like an ordinary day. Why should there be a small gift and surprise as a more important day.

Because he has to live like this every year, Han Jun doesn't think it's a day to ask him, just like no one asks what day the National Day is, that day, that day of every year.

Chen Yuehong's mood made Han Jun a little confused.

He asked cautiously, "what's the matter? Do you have any ideas about your birthday? How do you want to live? " Han Jun really can't figure out why his old companion is unhappy, so he can only ask tentatively.

Chen Yuehong shook her head, "no idea, but people don't remember."

"Others? Who is it? " Han Jun's head is full of question marks. Who else wants to remember his birthday besides himself.

Chen Yuehong began to say to herself, "hum, I haven't celebrated my birthday for so many years. I wasn't together before. I had a tense relationship. I didn't have a phone call or a message. OK, I don't pick a reason. I'm not angry, but now it's all right. I can forget my birthday. It's really in vain. I have no conscience."

At this time, Han Jun understood who his wife was angry with. It was his son who was angry with Han Mo for a long time.

Han Jun quickly smiled and said, "how do you know your son forgot? Maybe he's planning to give you a big surprise. It's not the day. Can you stop guessing?"

Chen Yuehong suddenly looked up, "there are three days left, just three days. There is no movement at all. What can be a surprise? Moreover, Xiao Mo has been making a film recently and caught up with the film release. Now he hasn't even been 24 hours. What time does he have to prepare for a surprise."

"Since you know Xiao Mo is busy and doesn't have time to prepare surprises, why should you be angry? Children have their careers. I've been with you for 30 years. I'll just surprise you. Wife, what do you want to eat? I have all the gifts ready, but I can't tell you. Don't ask me. I won't tell you if you ask me. " Han Jun coaxed his wife.

Chen Yuehong said, "it's not funny." Although she said so, she was not angry just now. She sighed again. "I don't want any big surprise, but I hope he can remember. Even if I send a message on his birthday to prove that my son still remembers his mother's birthday, it's enough."

What Chen Yuehong said is not only from the heart, but also from the heart of every mother.

Take care of the children from infancy to adulthood, and then to get married and have children. What does the mother expect from her children? It's nothing more than to accompany them on important days, even if they just have dinner together, even if it's just a sentence, "happy birthday, mom."

Han Jun didn't know how to tell his wife, but based on his understanding of Han Mo, he forgot his mother's birthday. Han Mo would never do it. He vaguely felt that Han Mo must be holding back a big move, but there was really no news now, and he didn't dare to make any promises to his wife. What if he promised and didn't surprise him, wouldn't he want to be nobody inside and outside.

Han Junsi said conservatively, "I believe Han Mo will never forget your birthday. It's not the day yet. How can you know he forgot? My son, I know, will never forget her mother's birthday. "

Han Jun really dares not to forget this. As for the surprise, there may be no surprise. However, you can buy small gifts at hand. Even if Han Mo forgets, he can help buy them and pretend to be sent by his son.

Han Jun knows his wife's temper too well. He only has high standards and strict requirements for him. He has always used the loose policy for his son, not to mention that he doesn't need expensive gifts at all, that is, to send a rubber band with hair tied. The old lady has to jump up happily.

It doesn't matter what the gift is, but who gave it.

Han Jun understood his wife and advised her for a long time.

Later, Chen Yuehong also felt that her son was not the kind of person who would forget her mother's birthday. Recently, she may be too busy and spend less time communicating with her.

That's the way to be a mother. Obviously, I care very much, but I can always think of various reasons for my son. Finally, I think of my son.

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The other side

In a high-end community

Two figures, one big and one small, sat on the carpet in the huge living room, surrounded by all kinds of toys.

The little guy is playing house to house with his mother.

Every time I have a family, the little guy will ask himself to be a mother and Shuya to be a daughter.

Now "mother" is cooking for "daughter".

She cooked in the toy kitchen, with toy pots and pans on the small table, while Shu Ya sat aside and waited for her mother to finish the meal.

"Eat." The little guy put the toy vegetables in the toy bowl and handed it to his mother.

"Well, OK." Shuya said with cooperation.

Mother and daughter are having fun in the living room, while Han Mo is cooking in the real kitchen.

Cooking has become a very fun thing in Han Mo's life. Especially when Shu Ya and the little guy taste his dishes happily, it feels so wonderful that they seem to have done a great thing.

Han Mo was slicing a piece of beef when his mobile phone rang.

He put down his knife, washed his hands and connected the phone.

There was a deep voice on the phone.

Han Mo subconsciously picked it from the corner of his eye, "found it?"

What was said on the phone.

Han Mo's face couldn't help smiling, "the price is not a problem. No, I'll go there in person and send the address."

Hang up the phone. After a while, an unread text message appears on the mobile phone. Han Mo clicks on the message, slowly scans every word, and finally puts the mobile phone back on him.

Glancing at the three dishes already prepared, he did not cut the beef, but brought the fried dishes into the restaurant.

"Xiaoya, Xuanxuan, the dishes are ready. You eat first. I'll go out and come back in a minute."

Han Mo went to the living room, gently rubbed the child's head, and whispered to Shuya, "I'll be right back." He turned and walked to the gate.