When he came out, he originally wanted to light a cigarette, but when he saw Mo Mo, he didn't take out the lighter and held the cigarette between his fingers.

"Why don't you go in and eat?"

Nursery Rhyme saw him coming, picked up the bowl and asked him: "Do you want to feed your son to eat the meat? He refuses to eat."

"If the child refuses to eat, just give him a couple of spanks and he'll be fine."

"..." Nursery Rhyme had nothing to say and took back the bowl.

Mo Mo is so cute, she is never willing to hit him.

She didn't expect Wen Lu to be willing to give up.

"Tongyong, you and Mo Mo are sitting in the yard eating. All the family and relatives are here, including my friends. What's going on if you let them see you?"

"Momo couldn't eat well in the restaurant, so I took him out."

"You just spoil him instead of letting him adapt!"

"It's his birthday today, who am I to spoil if I don't spoil him?" Tong Yao stared at Wen Lu.

"Forget it." Wen Lu didn't want to argue with her, and frowned, "You must argue with me."

The moonlight shines on Wen Lu's slender figure. He stands at the foot of the steps, surrounded by orchids and jade trees, elegant and noble.

The two were actually quarreling, but the sound of the nursery rhyme was soft, so the child Wen Mo didn't know that his parents were quarreling, and he waved his little hands happily.

"Why don't you go in early and stay in the yard all the time!" Wen Lu reminded.

"I am measured."

Wen Lu didn't say much, turned around and went into the house.

The air outside is fresh and the night view is beautiful.

Tong Yao still didn't want to go in, but she had to take Mo Mo back. Today Mo Mo is the protagonist.

After eating for a while, she put down the bowl and hugged the little guy: "Let's go in and play with grandparents."

"No." Wen Mo still wanted to be outside.

"Grandpa and grandma like Mo Mo." The nursery rhyme still couldn't help but hug him in.

The restaurant is still lively.

As soon as she came in, almost everyone at the table of Wen Lu's friends was looking at her, and she felt their gazes.

Last time Yan Qin asked, do you know how you are evaluated in our small circle?

Tong Yao doesn’t want to know because she can guess it all.

She ignored these looks and walked to another table.

At least Father Wen and Mother Wen were very kind to her and treated her like a daughter.

At around eight o'clock, when they had almost eaten, the family went to the living room to celebrate Mo Mo's birthday and cut the birthday cake.

Wen Lu's friend bought Mo Mo a super tall cake, which was as tall as a nursery rhyme.

Looking at it this way, the small cakes that Nursery Rhymes bought are a little hard to handle.

She simply didn't take it out and didn't want to take it.

But Mo Mo remembered that he tugged at the nursery rhyme's clothes: "Mom, cake."

Wen Lu carried Mo Mo to the big cake: "Mo Mo, isn't this a big cake? Look, do you recognize the words on it?"

Mo Mo nodded. He recognized his name and pointed: "Mo Mo."

"Yes, very smart." Wen Lu praised, "The words below are 'Happy Birthday'. Happy birthday to little Mo Mo."

Wen Lu kissed Mo Mo's white and tender little face.

Wen Lu at this moment gave the nursery rhyme a sense of trance. At least at this moment, he behaved like a qualified father.

Ms. Su was very happy. She put a birthday hat on Mo Mo, lit candles, extinguished the lights in the living room, and took the lead in singing happy birthday.

The melody of the birthday song reverberated in the living room.

Being held by his father, Mo Mo danced and giggled, revealing his white baby teeth in the candlelight.

Very happy!

After singing, Wen Lu said to the children again: "Mo Mo, blow out the candles."

Mo Mo blew it, but the child had no strength and could not blow out the candle.
Chapter completed!