Chapter 410: innate

After the two children were all packed up, they left home in a hurry. Tonight, shangjiang chuheng had booked a banquet in the grand hotel and invited all his relatives and friends to come over for dinner. Naturally, their husband, wife and birthday husband would arrive earlier.

Xu Huaijin and Xia Fuxiao were about the same age. They were in the same school in the first grade. They were classmates. Today, Xia Lin went to pick them up from school after work and drove them directly to the restaurant.

As soon as the two of them came over, they brought up the birthday present that their parents had prepared for them and sang a birthday song generously and straightforwardly. Both of them sang quite well and their intonation was quite accurate.

After they finished singing, Duoduo couldn't wait to perform. "Godmother, my brother and I got up before dawn today and made birthday presents for mom and dad."

"Ouch, you guys still make birthday bags?" Xia Lin raised his eyebrows, looked at Li Haitang, and asked quietly with his eyes, "Can you eat?"

Speaking of the birthday bag, both of them laughed. Li Haitang took out the washed photos from the bag. "Come on, everyone, enjoy the birthday bag made by our An' an Duoduo. It's really the only one in the world."

She asked Liao Minghui to specially develop the photo into a large one today just to make her friends and family happy.

"Haha..." With just one look, the ice beauty Xia Lin laughed and pointed at the one An' an made, "Who did this?"

"Me." An' an pointed proudly at himself and added, "I gave this to mom."

"Why are you so ugly?" Xu Huaijin and Xia Fuxiao had a childlike remark.

An' an: ... "What's so ugly? I think it's beautiful. It's a big smile. That's how mom smiles."

"Haha... Haha..." Now they were all laughing. What kind of look was that? Xia Lin couldn't stop laughing. He looked at Li Haitang with a smile, "Please don't laugh anymore. Keep a straight face every day so as not to scare us."

"You people don't appreciate it. I won't argue with you." Li Haitang was so happy that his stomach ached and he stood in line with his son in his arms, "My An' an's birthday bag is so beautiful. He made it himself. He drew it himself. He drew it just like me. It's very good."

Li Jianping and Liu Fen were laughing as well, looking at another pockmarked bun. Li Jianping made a rare joke, "If Duoduo opens a bun shop, he probably won't be able to sell one in a day."

"Why?" Duoduo thought he made it pretty.

Jiang Chuheng explained to her, "Grandpa didn't mean that the sushi was not good, but that it was too big. One steamer can only steam one steamed bun. No one can finish such a big one."

Duoduo thought about it and remembered that her breakfast buns and the bun shop outside didn't sell them that big, as if they were only her two fists, "It's a little too big. Next time I'll make a little more. Make a few more. Let's eat together."

"Yes, I can." Jiang chu smiled indulgently.

Not long after, the jiang family and the Zheng family all came over. When they saw the birthday bags made by their brother and sister, they all burst out laughing, but they were all overjoyed.

Jiang Chuyan, who had always been serious, finally said, "Send An' an to a painting class next year."

Soul painter and soul singer, Ji' an anjiang ziyan, had shown this talent since he was a child, so much so that after years of hard work, he still did not make much progress, and then he simply gave up on healing in these two areas.

"The birthday bag is a little special, and it's a gift from both of them. An' an and Duoduo are good kids." Chu Hongmei spoke for his precious grandchildren.

Jiang Baichuan smiled at the two photos and teased his two grandchildren, "It's your grandmother's birthday in a month's time. You can make a birthday bag for her according to her smiling face. Duoduo makes buns and An' an draws smiling faces."

"Hehe..." The jiang family all laughed and fantasized in their minds.

Chu Hongmei was also happy, listening to his son's advice: "Then this month, send An' an to the painting class to study first."

An' an didn't understand why they were laughing and shook his head seriously, "Grandma, I don't like drawing. I don't go to the drawing class for training."

"After training and studying, the next time you smile, you'll be better." Chu Hongmei did not discourage his grandson and guided him with a smile.

An' an said confidently, "I think I'm doing very well now. I don't need to be better."

"Where did this confidence come from?" Xu Yueyang, the talented architect, smiled and looked at Jiang Chuheng, who was also too happy to stop, "How did the child's self-confidence develop? Give us some experience and we can learn from it."

"It's natural, it doesn't need to be nurtured alone." Jiang chuheng was proud of his son.

In the midst of the laughter and ruckus, it was soon seven o' clock when jiang chuheng made a phone call, "Where have you been? There are only three of you left."

"Right away, we're at the door." Ji Dongming's voice came from the other end of the phone and explained, "There's a traffic jam on the road. We just took a few detours to get here."

In less than two minutes, Ji Dongming led his wife, Yang Xue ke, and the children into the room. Seeing that everyone was here, he apologized to the elders first, then wrung two birthday presents and smiled brightly, "I'm sorry I came a little late. I wish you both a happy birthday and a happy and loving life."

"Thanks, sit down." Jiang Chuheng took their expensive birthday present and handed it to Li Haitang.

Li Haitang looked at Ji Dongming with a half-smile and reached out to take the birthday gift, "I always think this birthday gift is a hot potato."

"Hehe, no, no. Just accept this gift today and sleep peacefully tonight." Ji Dongming's smile did not change.

After knowing him for so many years and knowing his temperament so well, Li Haitang said in an ambiguous tone, "I'll take it easy today. I'll sleep peacefully tonight. Tomorrow is probably not going to be a good day, and I won't be able to sleep well for a long time."

Jiang chuheng glared at his brother and threatened him verbally in front of everyone, "Dongming, if you squeeze my wife while I'm not at home, I'll whip you when I come back."

"Am I the kind of person who can only squeeze lesbians?" Ji dong understood him.

Jiang Chuheng did not answer. He looked at Xu Yueyang and Zhou Yunyang, who had been laughing happily all the time, and said, "The eyes of the crowd are shining, you say."

"I didn't hear anything." Zhou Yunyang did not participate in this activity and immediately covered his ears.

Xu Huaijin looked down on him and despised him, "Uncle, you are so weak."

"Hehe..." Everyone laughed when his child came out to make jokes.

Zhou Yunyang was indeed a weirdo. Now he was a father, and his style of being a fool was still half as good.

After laughing for a while, Jiang Chuheng informed the waiter to serve. The couple brought some good wine tonight and drank with their friends and relatives.