Chapter 125: Chapter 125: Unexpected Birthday Gifts

Zhu Zicheng returned home, and Wang Zhaodi wanted to talk to him, but Zhu Zicheng was no longer interested. Wang Zhaodi said a few things, seeing him being indifferent, she felt upset. In the end, the so-called earnest communication came to nothing again. The two continued with their lukewarm relationship.

Until July 5th, when Wang Zhaodi gave birth to a son with great difficulty, their relationship began to improve now that they had a child.

The new parents were flustered and overwhelmed, with no one to help, they could only rely on themselves for everything. For the sake of the child, they each put aside their grudges and started to consult with each other more.

“I’ll go inform the Yue Family of the good news,” Zhu Zicheng said a little hesitantly.

Wang Zhaodi was startled for a moment after hearing this, looking at the cute child beside her, maybe only becoming parents themselves could they understand the difficulties of their own parents, “Boil fifteen red eggs, and there are candies in the cupboard, take some with you.”

“Okay… I’ll be back soon.” Zhu Zicheng said happily. He didn’t want to stay angry all the time, living with a long face every day. The kinship with the Yue Family couldn’t be severed, and it was great that Wang Zhaodi was able to see things clearly.

When Zhu Zicheng arrived, only Wang Pandi and Wang Miaomiao were home. He left the items and shared the good news, then hurried back.

The two sisters looked at the items on the table and shrugged helplessly.

When Liu Yulan and Wang Baoxing returned and learned of the situation, Liu Yulan put on a stern face, and Wang Baoxing awkwardly followed her, wanting to please her but not knowing how to say it.

“Alright, stop following me, you’re being annoying.” Liu Yulan went back to the room, took out some tickets and money, and handed them to Wang Pandi, “Pandi, go to the supply and marketing cooperative in town tomorrow and buy two sets of clothes and shoes for the baby. If there’s formula milk, buy two cans, if not, buy malted milk.” Formula milk was in high demand, and the supply and marketing cooperative in the small town might not even have it.

“Yulan…” Wang Baoxing, listening to Liu Yulan’s instructions, was overjoyed in his heart, and couldn’t help but show a silly smile on his face.

Liu Yulan said sternly, “Don’t call me, when Pandi brings the items back, you take the things over yourself, I’m not going.”

“Okay, okay, I’ll go.” Wang Baoxing nodded quickly. He knew that it was already good that Liu Yulan was willing to prepare the items without holding grudges. It was all for him, and he was content.

Three days later, it was another Sunday. Wang Baoxing had the day off, and he carried a basket of red eggs, two old hens, a small package of little clothes and shoes, and two cans of malted milk to the Zhu Family in Huinan Village.

Having previously heard Zhu Zicheng mention that they had split from the family and moved to a small house by the river, Wang Baoxing found it immediately. After all, that lonely house was too conspicuous.

As the father-in-law brought the items personally, Zhu Zicheng was very happy. Seeing the items brought, he knew it must have had his mother-in-law’s consent, which made him even happier.

Wang Baoxing looked at the adorable grandson, and spoke earnestly to his daughter who was resting in bed, “You are a mother now, think of the child first before doing anything, don’t be foolish anymore. Your mom is sharp-tongued but soft-hearted, you… sigh… take a good rest, I’m leaving.”

Saying too much was useless, and they might find it annoying. Wang Baoxing came and went in a hurry, without staying for a meal.

By right, the child should have a full moon banquet, but the young couple only wanted to save money to build a new house, since they didn’t even have a wedding banquet, they simply skipped this too.

The Zhu Family’s matters were of no concern to the Wang Family.

This day was July 25th in the lunar calendar of 1973, corresponding to August 23rd in the solar calendar, marking the end of summer heat as well as Wang Miaomiao and Wang Jia Bao’s sixteenth birthdays.

Wang Miaomiao was hiding in her room, fanning herself, grumbling about how unbearably hot the day was.

Suddenly, she heard a bell ringing outside the house, “Wang Miaomiao, there’s a package for you.” It was the mailman.

Wang Miaomiao was puzzled, on this date, her manuscript fees would still take a few more days, and the letters and packages from Cheng Xue had just arrived a few days ago, who could it be?

“Coming.” Wang Miaomiao, still fanning herself, walked slowly to the door. She couldn’t run, as it was too hot, and moving would make her sweat profusely.

She returned with a package and a letter from the mailman.

Looking at the bold and strong handwriting on the letter and the recipient’s name, Wang Miaomiao pondered, the envelope only had the recipient’s address, but no address for the sender…

Wang Miaomiao opened the envelope and took out the letter, which had only one short sentence, “Congratulations to Wang Miaomiao and Wang Jia Bao on their sixteenth birthday.”

It was signed, Jiang Yan.

Wang Miaomiao pressed her lips together, sighed lightly, just as she expected…

In April, Cheng Xue mentioned in her letter that her birthday was coming up, and Wang Miaomiao kept it in mind, sending a gift in advance around that time, a handmade cream-colored openwork knit sweater.

Receiving the gift, Cheng Xue was overjoyed and showed it off at home, wearing it proudly every day.

She wrote asking about Wang Miaomiao’s birthday, saying she wanted to send a birthday gift. Unable to refuse, Wang Miaomiao gave her the date.

Sure enough, two days ago, she received a gift from Cheng Xue, a set of ceramic doll ornaments, small and cute, arousing Wang Miaomiao’s seldom-seen girlish feelings.

Since she knew Wang Jia Bao shared the same birthday, thanks to Wang Miaomiao, Wang Jia Bao also received a gift, a telescope. It made Wang Jia Bao extremely happy, vowing to save money and give Cheng Xue a big gift next year.

Thinking about this, Wang Miaomiao guessed whether the information came from Cheng Xue.

She opened the package, inside were two boxes with names written on them, one large and one small. The large one was for Wang Jia Bao, the small one for Wang Miaomiao. The large box was three times the size of the small one, truly disproportionate.

Wang Miaomiao pouted at the box, then opened the small box, and was surprised by what she found–a wind chime made from discarded bullet casings and bullet heads.

Having a guess, she quickly opened the large box next to it, and indeed, it was something made from bullet casings and heads, a tank.

Judging by these two gifts, there was no need to guess about the one for Wang Jia Bao, he would surely love it.

As for the wind chime in her hand, she liked it very much as well.

Originally, she thought of returning the item, but since there was no address on the envelope, and seeing what the gift was, she hesitated more.

She gently shook the wind chime in her hand, and the slight collision produced a crisp sound, resonating in her heart, causing ripples.

In the evening, when Liu Yulan and Wang Baoxing came back and saw the gifts on the table, they praised them highly. Upon learning that it was a birthday gift from Jiang Yan for the two children, they were filled with emotion. They couldn’t believe Xiao Jiang, despite leaving for so long, still remembered to send gifts to the children, a rare and truly commendable gesture of sentiment and loyalty.

Listening on the side, Wang Miaomiao secretly rolled her eyes, speechless.

When Wang Jia Bao came back, he was overjoyed at the sight of the gift, jumping around, unable to part with the model.

Seeing this, Wang Miaomiao thought for a moment and didn’t mention returning the gifts.

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