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Chapter 174

"What are you doing here?" Zhao Qinglan asked helplessly as she looked at Erwa.

In just this moment, the child had secretly looked at her several times, indicating that something was wrong.

"Mom, when is Dad's birthday?"

Zhao Qinglan didn't expect to ask this.

"Why do you ask?"

"Mom, do you want to make a cake for Dad's birthday?"

It turned out that it was just for food, and Zhao Qinglan was amused.

Li Huai's birthday was in the first month of the year, and he didn't mention it during the Chinese New Year this year. She also forgot about her pregnancy. When she later remembered that his birthday had passed, she felt a little guilty.

When it was June's birthday, she thought of celebrating it and made a simple cake.

The cake was loved by the children as soon as it was made.

When Li Huai was a child in the capital, his mother would order cakes for him from the pastry shop on his birthday. He was no stranger to cakes, but he hadn't eaten them in many years.

Although Zhao Qinglan made it simply, all the ingredients were used well, so the cake tasted very good.

Since the eldest child has a cake on her birthday, she cannot favor one thing over another.

Later, when Xiaoduo and her second daughter celebrated their birthdays, she made them birthday cakes to celebrate.

Her birthday is in May and has already passed. The children's birthdays have all been celebrated. In this family, only Li Huai's birthday is really recent.

In fact, cakes are not only eaten on birthdays. In later generations, there were pastry shops and bakeries everywhere on the streets, and people already ate cakes and desserts as snacks.

But nowadays, when everyone is generally hungry and unable to eat well, cake is naturally a luxury item.

As soon as her mind changed, Zhao Qinglan pretended to be serious and said: "Your dad doesn't like cakes, so he won't make cakes for his birthday."

"Ah?" Erwa looked disappointed.

When Zhao Qinglan left to get something, Erwa lay down in front of her sleeping brother and started complaining.

"Brother, it would be great if you could talk. If you want to have cake, you can definitely have it."

Zhao Qinglan almost died laughing when she heard this.

How old is the third baby? He is still a baby with milk. I don’t know how many years it will take before he can talk and want to eat cakes.

Maybe his desire for cake was too strong, and when Li Huai came back from get off work, he found that he had a lot of followers.

He washed his hands and followed him, and stayed outside when he went to the latrine, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Er baby, what do you want to do?"

Seeing that his father had spoken, Erwa quickly asked with a shy face.

"Dad, when it's your birthday, can you let mom make a birthday cake?"

Huh? What kind of situation is this? His birthday is still early.

When he saw the wife on the other end holding back her laughter and shaking her head, he suddenly realized something.

"But I don't want to eat birthday cake."

"Dad, I want to eat." Erwa finally couldn't help it.

"Okay, don't tease him anymore." Zhao Qinglan smiled.

"Second baby, come here." She waved her hand.

Although Da Wa and Xiao Duo also think the birthday cake is delicious, they don't think about it as much as Er Wa does.

"Er baby, if you want to eat anything from now on, just tell mom directly. If the request is reasonable, mom can make it. Stop beating around the bush, okay?"

Anyway, I can’t even eat the cake, so I can do anything. Erwa nodded dejectedly.

On the side, Da Wa couldn’t help but cover her face,

Why is his brother so stupid? He hasn't heard what mom means yet.

Cake is not something you can just make.

The next day, when the children all went to school, the second child was asked by Zhao Qinglan to keep an eye on her younger brother while she went to work making cakes.

Erwa is still very serious about the work assigned to her.

When his younger brother was sleeping, he would read the little book and glance at his younger brother from time to time.

If his brother's hands and feet were not placed properly, he would carefully help him adjust them so that he wouldn't feel uncomfortable if he pressed them.

In the past, Zhao Qinglan occasionally asked Erwa to help look after her younger brother while she did some work, but this time the time was particularly long.

The second baby started to yawn when he saw his younger brother, but he hasn't seen her come back yet.

Just when the second baby wanted to go to the toilet and was about to scream, his nose smelled a familiar and sweet smell.

After twitching his nose twice, his eyes lit up. "Cake!"

Now the second baby even forgot to go to the toilet and only thought about eating cake.

Naturally, Zhao Qinglan would not let them eat cake.

After the eldest child and Xiaoduo came back from school and the family had lunch, they were given a piece each.

After dividing, there was still half left, so she cut another half and sent it to the next door.

Because she reviewed with Sun Wen for a month, she also established a relationship with Sun Wen, a junior, as both a teacher and a friend.

The three children of the Sun family feel that their family is really lucky to be neighbors with Aunt Zhao's family, and they can always eat some delicious food that others cannot.

With everyone's eager anticipation, the college entrance examination results have come out.

There is not much difference between Zhao Qinglan and Wei Hong’s actual scores and their estimated scores.

As soon as the scores came out, I began to wait nervously for the admission notice.

Whenever someone from the post office comes to their military family area, they will be followed by a bunch of people asking questions.

Among them, the calmest one is still Zhao Qinglan.

Sun Wen is often so nervous that he can't sleep. Wu Mei said that his children sometimes dream about going to college at night.

Zhao Qinglan can completely understand the mood of Sun Wen and others.

Let’s not talk about this era. After being admitted to college, you will be guaranteed an iron rice bowl in the future, and a person’s life will almost change because of this.

Even in later generations, the college entrance examination is the only opportunity to change the fate of many people's lives.

If she hadn't been through so much, I'm afraid she would have had ups and downs because of the college entrance examination.

The couple next door, Zheng Xiufen, knew that Wei Hong was taking the college entrance examination.

Battalion Commander Qu secretly cursed his ex-wife for not knowing how high the world is, but Zheng Xiufen hoped that Wei Hong could pass the exam and leave.

Otherwise, if Wei Hong stays here, others will always compare her with Wei Hong, and she doesn't like this.

Wei Hong's hard work finally paid off.

Zhao Qinglan had just put her child to sleep and was taking a nap when she heard Wei Hong's excited voice coming from outside.

"Qinglan, Qinglan, I passed the exam."

As soon as Zhao Qinglan went out, she saw Wei Hong holding the admission notice in her hand, with tears in her eyes.

"Qinglan, I passed the exam."

"That's great." Zhao Qinglan hugged her friend.

Regardless of Wei Hong's disagreement with Qu Jianshe until her divorce, she seems to have always been calm and composed.

But Zhao Qinglan may have had a similar experience and could get a glimpse of the pain in her heart.

But now, Wei Hong finally has good luck, and her hardships have finally come to an end.

Wei Hong's shouting was heard by both sides of the room.

Wu Mei and Sun Wen both ran out to congratulate her. Zheng Xiufen couldn't leave the house, so she felt relieved but also felt sour inside.

Wei Hong is very lucky. She was divorced after having no children, but she has friends like Zhao Qinglan and Wu Mei, and she is now admitted to university.

How could other people's lives be so smooth? She looked down at her belly and sighed. She didn't know how long it would take for her to get her wish.


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