Bringing bamboo dragonflies, Doraemon flew into the sky with a red shopping bag.

Looking at the list in my hand, I read it out: "Two pieces of fried tofu, four pieces of fish fillet, bacon, bacon, eggs, dad's beer, huh? Dorami's pineapple bread?"

"And Doraemon's Doraeyaki?!"

Seeing that he had his favorite Toroyaki, Doraemon flying in the sky couldn't help but shout excitedly: "I like mom the most, huh!"

The flight speed was a little faster.

...

By the time Doraemon came back, it was almost two o'clock.

"elder brother!"

As soon as he arrived at the door, a yellow figure ran out of the house and threw Doraemon to the ground.

"Oh!" Doraemon felt pain, then looked at the big yellow ball in front of him in a daze: "Dorami? Why are you here?"

Fortunately, the food I bought was put into the four-dimensional pocket, otherwise he would be gone.

"Brother, can't I come and see you?"

Hearing the other party's confusing and surprised words, Doraemi got off Doraemon, hugged her arms with her hands and pouted.

"How could it be? Brother likes Doraemi the most." Seeing that his sister was in a bad mood, Doraemon hurriedly smiled.

"I think my brother likes Xiao Mi next door the most." Doraemi snorted.

Xiao Mi is a white cat kept at the next door.

I don’t know why recently, my brother used to fall in love with other cats, but I only love this one recently.

I don't often look back at her.

"What, how could it be..."

Doraemon's face turned red when he was exposed by his sister.

It is not good to say it in advance if you have a quick stroke of the eight characters.

"Huh? Dorami, are you here too?"

Nobita, who came back from Doraemon, walked over curiously after seeing Doraemon.

"Nobita, I'll hold you up." Doraemi waved her short hand.

"Hold your chrysanthemum." Nobita nodded blankly.

"Why are you still standing outside? Dorajiang, have you asked you to buy the things you bought?" Nobi Tamako's voice came from inside the house.

"I've bought it!"

My mother's voice broke the embarrassment, and Doraemon hurriedly ran into the house.

"Brother is really."

Seeing Doraemon running away, Doraemi sighed helplessly and walked into the room quickly.

Time flies

It was soon evening.

Lights are on in every household.

"Dora Jiang, Nobita, come down to have a meal!"

Listening to the sound coming from downstairs, Nobita shouted: "Here you come!"

Then he hurriedly opened the door and ran downstairs.

In his eyes, there are only four things that are most important: eating, sleeping, pulling, and Shizuka.

Doraemon followed closely behind.

The two of them were shocked by the scene in front of them.

The table was filled with dishes, and because of the light, everything looked delicious.

"Guru." Nobita ran to the table excitedly.

"Wow, mom, what day is today? I'm making so many delicious foods?"

As he said that, he couldn't help but pull out the chicken legs as he looked at the roast chicken on the table.

Bang!

But in an instant, Nobi Tamako beat her hands back with her chopsticks.

"It hurts so much, mom."

Nobita's expression shook with his red hands.

"Who asked you to do whatever you want, stand it for me." Nori was a little more severe than Tamako at this moment than usual.

For a moment, Nobita couldn't help but stand up straight.

At this time, Nobi Nobuo's father, Nobi Nobuo's father, came over and looked at Doraemon in front of him and said with a smile: "Doraemon, thank you for your hard work in our family these days. Nobi has caused you a lot of trouble. Thank you for your support for him."

"Take this opportunity to thank you."

Doraemon: "???"

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a sound rang out from Doraemon and the ribbon floated out.

It fell on Doraemon's head.

"Happy birthday, brother!" Doraemi smiled with a fireworkscope.

At this time, Nohi Tamako also took out a box of cakes that looked very similar to the Tooriyaki cake from the kitchen.

"Happy birthday, Doraemon."

"Happy birthday, Doraemon."

Doraemon stared at the three people in front of him, his eyes red: "Dad, mom, Doraemi..."

A "wow" sounded and cried out.

"Is it okay, Doraejiang?" Mom hurried over.

"It's okay, it's just so happy." Doraemon wiped away his tears and smiled.

Doraemi patted Doraemon's back with helpless look on her face.

"Men can't cry, give it, this is a birthday gift."

Nobi Nobusuke smiled and patted Doraemon's head, took out a blue gift box and handed it to Doraemon.

"Thank you dad!" Doraemon took it happily.

"I'm very happy that we have someone like you in our family." Nobi Nobunosuke laughed.

"Come on, this is mine." Nori Tamako also took out the red gift box.

"Brother." Doraemi also took out the yellow gift box.

Looking at the three gifts in front of him, Doraemon couldn't help crying again.

The tears seemed to be unable to hold back, and no matter how they wiped, new tears would be left behind.

Perhaps, he has never been so happy.

"Hey? Is it Doraemon's birthday today? Why don't I know?" Only Nobita looked confused throughout the whole process.

"Why didn't I tell you about this?"

"With your mouth, you will definitely miss it." Nobi Nobunosuke said slowly without any haste.

No one knows a son than a father.

Nobita: "…"

......

[Ding! Group member Lan Fatty sent a red envelope for luck]

Everyone in the group was chatting, and after getting the prompt, they pressed it.

Thunder Dragon: "What is this, is it a cake?"

Fatty Lan: "Everyone, today is my birthday. This is my birthday cake. Please eat it together."

The Eighth Princess: "@Fat Blue, Happy Birthday."

Fatty Lan: "Thank you Miss Hongyu."

Catalina: "Well, the taste is delicious! It's the taste of home!"

Chitong: "The taste is pretty good, thank you."

Fatty Lan: "It's good that everyone likes it."
To be continued...