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On the day of Duoduo's birthday feast, all the elders have made up their itinerary. Although there is no big deal, there are nearly ten tables of people according to the love of lanxingzhi for Duoduo. The birthday feast is held on the second floor of Mingzhu hotel.

Each flower is wearing a nude long skirt designed by Nanxi himself. The small flowers on it are all embroidered with gold threads, one needle at a time, simple and elegant.

The end of the long hair curled a little bit, holding grandpa's arm in front of the door to welcome the guests.

In recent years, Nanxi has no energy to design clothes, but occasionally designs one or two clothes for her granddaughter.

Cheng Qiao came over with the wooden face's arm, and said enthusiastically: "brother wooden, aunt wooden, come in quickly."

Brother wood.

Wooden face smile slightly stiff for a while, smile way: "many happy birthday."

"Thank you brother wood."

Cheng Qiao also handed the prepared birthday gifts to many, many sweet thanks.

LAN Xing has a curious look at the wooden face and the back of Cheng Qiao. Each flower is attached to LAN Xing's ear and explains that Lan Xing is a clear look.

Dodo took the opportunity to send a text message to Lu nianyi, "elder sister, your future mother-in-law is in place, you pay attention to my uncle Lin, when you arrive, you can start to act and create contact opportunities for them."

As soon as Murong entered, her eyes searched everywhere. At one glance, she saw Lu nianyi in a goose yellow dress. She was sitting in the middle of a group of elders. She didn't know what she was talking about. Everyone's faces were full of smiles, obviously she was teasing her.

Mulang had been looking forward to meeting her family, but seeing so many elders, she was inexplicably nervous.

"Are you nervous, son?" Compared with Murong, Cheng Qiao doesn't feel at all. She doesn't know how many times she will take part in such activities every year.

The point is, she doesn't know any of these people.

Some people are like this, in front of strangers, always more comfortable than in front of acquaintances.

Cheng Qiao is such a person.

She doesn't have to think about whether her appearance will affect people's views on the wooden family as the master mother, or see the flattery on the surface, but behind her, she laughs at her face and mouth, so she is very relaxed.

Wooden face mouth corner stiff for a while, don't want to admit oneself at the moment of tension, "no matter."

Cheng Qiao added a sentence that let Mulang want to spit blood. "Don't be afraid. With your mother, your mother is not nervous. What are you nervous about?"

It seems that there is telepathy, and Lu nianyi also sees Murong's mother and son coming towards them. He tries to calm down, takes the initiative to say hello to the elders, and introduces his boss and mother.

Mr. and Mrs. Lu Chen didn't break the point, acquiesced in their daughter's words.

Others simply pretended not to understand. The old man glared at the wooden face and turned to chat with the old Ye.

As soon as Lu Niang turned her mouth, she knew it would be such a result. It's really difficult for Grandpa. I won't explain it for the time being. I'll talk about it later.

Wooden face did not mind other people's attitude, and began to draw on Mr. and Mrs. Lu Chen, "uncle, aunt, I'm glad to see you again."

Lu Chen has always been that way, smiling gently, people can not see his real mood at all, "read this hard time you take care of."

"I don't think my uncle's kindness to me has been rewarded. One is my right assistant, who has always been helping me."

"Don't stand all the time. Let's sit down and talk."

Murong sits down beside Lu Chen, while Lu Nian takes Cheng Qiao around.

Cheng Qiao has always been a self-made man, following the name of wooden face, "one, don't your parents like our wooden face?"

"No, auntie, Murong and my parents have known each other before. My father is that man. He is the same to everyone. He is the same to those who have been brothers with him for decades."

"Well, one by one, my aunt misunderstood you a few days ago, and I hope you don't have any in mind." Thinking of his own careful eyes before, Cheng Qiao is still very upset.

Mr. and Mrs. Lu Chen's noble spirit, as well as these relatives and friends, no matter who they are, are the people who can stand on the table.

Cheng Qiao can see it at a glance.

"Auntie, you think more about it. There are misunderstandings. We just need to communicate more. I won't go to my heart. It's because I've concealed my identity to make people misunderstood. How can I blame you?"

"Ha ha, you don't blame your aunt." Cheng Qiao has some big ways.

"By the way, auntie, this is the best cake in our city A. It's made by an old brand and can't be bought anywhere else. Try it." Lu nianyi takes the cake and hands it to Cheng Qiao.

She has already made it clear about Cheng Qiao's hobbies. Cheng Qiao likes sweet food, especially the temptation of cakes.

Sure enough, Cheng Qiao immediately got hooked, with a faint desire in his eyes, "can I eat now?"

"Of course, today's birthday party is not so formal as that of outsiders. It's all my family's close relatives. It's OK." Lu Nian said he took a bite first.

Cheng Qiao smiled and ate with Lu Nian.

Mino has been staring at Lu Nian's side and his two sons with a sad face. "You two are useless. You can't hold such a good girl. It's really annoying me to let others take the lead."

"Mom, the man who is with his father is the boyfriend who is thinking about it?"

Mino twisted Ye Yue's ear. "You can't see any eyes. Recitation not only brings boyfriend, but also boyfriend's mother."

Ye Yue's lips curled and she couldn't make a sound. What she liked was mo You'an all the time.

"Ye mu, what's the matter with you? Do you listen to what I usually say? "

Ye Mu said with a smile: "Mom, I'm a few years younger than Niannian sister, but it's not only the age difference. We're too familiar. How can I pursue her?"

"Two useless bastards, don't cry to me if you can't get a wife later."

Here, Lu nianyi and Cheng Qiao are eating a cake. A little boy rushes over. The cake in Cheng Qiao's hand is directly smeared on the dark blue skirt.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." The little boy apologized immediately.

Cheng Qiao always liked children. He touched the little boy's head. "It's OK. I'll go to the bathroom to clean it up."

"Little naughty, be careful when you walk in the future. Don't be rash."

"Miss Niannian, I'm wrong." The little boy died of grievance.

"One by one, children's skin is a good thing, smart, you don't say him."

"Well, don't talk about her, aunt. I'll take you to the bathroom."

Cheng Qiao smiled at the little boy kindly, and then followed Lu Nian to the bathroom. Naturally, he didn't see that the little boy made a victory gesture towards the nearby flowers, and then each of them raised three fingers. Three hundred yuan.