After the other children had given gifts, Luliu took out his own gift, first a pair of small socks, then a small notebook and a water-based pen.
Xiao Weiwei happily took it in her hand, "Thank you, Liuliu!"
Liuliu said: "I wish you can really become a reporter when you grow up. You can use this pen and this book to interview me. I am Da Yanyan now, and I will give you a chance."
Xiao Weiwei: "..."
The excitement I had just felt suddenly dropped a lot inexplicably.
Luoliu changed his face instantly: "What? You don't want to?"
Xiao Weiwei thought Liuliu was really angry, so she quickly said: "Yes, I do! I will interview you later!"
"That's not bad." Luoliu's face changed again in an instant, from the cloudy one just now, to the bright and sunny one. He had that smile and looked amiable. But just now, he felt like he wanted to eat little Weiwei in one bite.
Xiao Weiwei glanced at her and suddenly said: "Liuliu, I interviewed you, can I interview your mother?"
Liuliu asked in surprise: "Interviewing Mother Zhu?"
Xiao Weiwei nodded, looking a little excited.
"Are you sure? You're not serious about coming? What kind of duck is this? Why do you think so hard?"
Liuliu was extremely surprised that someone would want to interview Mother Zhu, which she couldn't understand.
But Xiao Weiwei said: "Your mother is a reporter. When I grow up, I want to be a reporter like her and be a powerful person."
Liuliu asked: "Mother Zhu is very powerful?"
Xiao Weiwei nodded repeatedly: "Awesome, super awesome."
Liuliu was confused now. She never knew that Zhu’s mother was very powerful. Didn’t Little Weiwei understand?
Xiao Weiwei knew very early that Liliu's mother was a reporter, and her dream was to become a reporter, so she naturally admired Zhu Xiaojing.
This time she plucked up the courage and raised this expectation to Liuliu.
Although Liliu was shocked, she still agreed.
When Zhu's mother came in the evening, she introduced her to Xiao Weiwei.
Little Weiwei was very excited.
At this time, Dudu gave her a gift.
"Xiao Weiwei. Here you go, this is my gift."
Dudu's gift is also a pair of small socks and a rag doll.
The rag doll is a little girl wearing a beret, who looks like a little war reporter.
"Xiao Weiwei, I wish your dreams will come true in the future." Dudu said.
Xiao Weiwei hugged the doll and said loudly: "Thank you Dudu - it's such a cute doll, I like it very much."
Little Weiwei's two major hobbies are washing socks and wanting to be a war correspondent when she grows up, so the gifts everyone gives are basically based on these two points.
After Dudu finished delivering, Liuliu greeted Xiaobai and others not far away: "Xiaobai, come here quickly - take out your gifts quickly."
"Xiao Weiwei wishes you a happy birthday and may you be happy forever."
"Happy birthday, little Weiwei, I wish you always smile."
"Happy birthday, little Weiwei."
"Guanyin Bodhisattva will bless you."
After the child Tan Xier sent her blessings, she actually wanted to take off the baby Buddha she was wearing around her neck and planned to give it to little Weiwei.
Fortunately, Xiaobai stopped her. What a fool! How could the baby Buddha be given away? He was invited from the great abbot!
Xi'er giggled and stuffed the baby back into her collar.
Everyone's gifts were given to little Weiwei, and little Weiwei returned home with a full load. Dudu borrowed a trolley from Lao Li, loaded the gifts in the trolley, and wandered around the yard, as if showing off.
Liuliu was not around because Liuliu had more important things to do.
"Everyone, come on - it's time to cut the cake -"
Liliu yelled, and she was busy pushing the cake cart.
Well, to be precise, she is just guarding the cake cart and it is not her turn to push it.
The main person pushing the cake cart was Xiao Bai, and he was also surrounded by Robin Bai and Xi'er.
"Don't crowd, let's form a circle first. Little Weiwei, little Weiwei, come here quickly, come to the middle, children, make a way for little Weiwei and let her in."
Teacher Xiaoliu is maintaining order.
“What a big cake~~”
"Oh my god, how can there be such a big cake in the world?"
"I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it."
"I like Shi Baobao so much."
“The cake is so delicious.”
"I like eating cakes, but I have never eaten such a big cake."
"Did Xiaobai buy it for Xiao Weiwei?"
"I must become best friends with Xiao Weiwei."
…
Everyone gathered in the classroom, with the cake cart in the middle, surrounded by circles of children. Everyone was talking and chattering, and they were all shocked by the five-layer cake. They had never seen such a big cake among children.
cake.
The cakes were taller than many of the children present.
Only Dudu was still pushing the trolley around in the yard. Lao Li asked her: "Dudu, why don't you go to the classroom? They are cutting the cake."
Dudu said calmly: "We can't squeeze in even if we go, so we'll have to wait a moment."
Lao Li smiled and said, "You are really calm."
The lights in the classroom suddenly turned off. When Dudu, who was standing in the yard, saw this, he quickly left the stroller and ran to the classroom. He stood at the outermost edge of the crowd and sang happy birthday with everyone.
"Happy birthday to you pig - happy birthday to you -..."
The children held hands and formed a circle, a big circle within a small circle, and circle after circle.
Everyone was singing Happy Birthday and shaking their heads from side to side along with the singing. Little Weiwei, standing in the middle of the crowd, put her hands together and blinked her eyes in the candlelight, shining brightly.
Dudu also sang loudly along with everyone. There was a child on her left and right hands, and it was so dark that it was hard to see who it was.
During the singing, the principal Aunt Huang, Zhang Tan, Teacher Jiang, Lao Li, and Zhong Fei, who had not left, quietly came from the periphery of the crowd.
Zhong Fei stood outside the crowd, looking at little Weiwei surrounded by children, and felt very happy. Seeing that her daughter had made so many good friends at Little Red Horse, she couldn't help but be happy for her daughter.
At the same time, she was happy for Little Red Horse's loving environment.
There was a time when she was worried that little Weiwei was suffering from autism. The little girl often hid in the bathroom alone to wash her socks. She washed her socks over and over again, and even wanted to carry her rice bowl into the bathroom to eat.
go.
I always hide in the bathroom to eat snacks.
But since arriving at Little Red Horse Academy, Xiao Weiwei's personality has improved day by day, and she has returned to her former lively "why little sister".
She still insists on the habit of washing socks, and has further strengthened her dream of becoming a war reporter when she grows up.
In Little Red Horse Academy, everyone supported her hobbies and encouraged her dreams, so she never felt that she was an exception or strange.
Finally, the chorus ended.
Countless pairs of little eyes stared at the cake and little Weiwei. Xi'er said loudly: "Now it's time for little Weiwei to make a wish. Little Weiwei, you can make a wish."
"I made a wish."
Xiao Weiwei clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and made a beautiful wish in front of the candlelight.
The friends were waiting for her quietly.
Finally, Xiao Weiwei said yes.
Robin Bai said: "Then it's time to blow out the candles."
But Xiaobai said: "No, don't blow out the candles yet."
Xiao Weiwei and everyone looked at Xiao Bai and didn't understand why they didn't blow out the candles. You should blow out the candles after making a wish.
Xiaobai glanced at Zhong Fei outside, and said to everyone and Xiao Weiwei: "Xiao Weiwei's mother is also here today. Xiao Weiwei's birthday is her mother's Good Friday. Without mother's hard work, we would not be as good as we are.
My friend Xiao Weiwei, so while wishing Xiao Weiwei a happy birthday, let us also say thank you to Zhong Fei’s mother for your hard work, and then we will sing another song "Mother in the Candlelight"."
Zhong Fei was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that there would be such a link, and she was caught off guard.
What caught her even more off guard was the emotion. When the children all told her that their mother had worked hard, she couldn't hold it back and burst into tears.
The following singing session was full of warmth and unspeakable emotions.
The song "Mother in Candlelight" moved the adults present deeply.
These links were not arranged by the adults, and they were completely unaware of them.
