Chapter 309. It Turns Out that Mom Wants Dad to Hold Her and Feed Her Cake

Song Yajing was a strong woman, but she blushed when Lu Dinghua looked at her like this.

She retracted her gaze and looked at her elder brother.

Song Jin took a sip of red wine and said with emotion, "Sister, I know that our Song family's education has allowed you to sit firmly in the position of Mrs. Lu, but you have also lost a lot of happiness as a woman. Isn't it good that you start to enjoy life slowly, let go, and hand over this family to Ning Qing. She is a very good successor, as can be seen from this banquet."

This time Song Yajing did not refute, she smiled faintly.

At this time, the floor clock in the hall rang, dong, dong... a total of eight times, Song Yajing was born at 8 o'clock, a good time.

With a "click", all the lights in the hall went out, the kitchen door opened, and the swaying candlelight instantly attracted the attention of the audience.

Everyone went to see, and saw Ning Qing came out with two small hands holding a beautiful cake with lit candles on it.

Song Yajing saw the girl slowly walking towards her, and the candlelight reflected the girl's smiling face.

She was stunned. At this time, a low, mellow and magnetic voice rang out in the hall, "Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to my ma..."

Song Yajing looked around and saw her son Lu Shaoming standing in the middle of the crowd, clapping and singing a birthday song for her.

The man's voice was as beautiful as a cello at night, with low notes and standard English pronunciation, which could make people drown in his singing.

Song Yingjie also began to clap and sing behind him, "Happy birthday to you..."

At first, it was one person singing, then many people followed, and finally it became a chorus. When Song Yajing was stunned and forgot to react, she felt warmth around her waist, and Lu Dinghua stood beside her, holding her waist.

Ning Qing put the cake on the table. She was still wearing an apron. The girl's voice was extremely sweet, "Mom, happy birthday to you."

Song Yajing didn't know what to say. It seemed that she had celebrated her birthday once in her life. That was at the Song family. She and her sister Yashu were at home. Her brother Song Jin was only 12 years old and held a cake in his hand. The three siblings gathered around a table and sang Happy Birthday happily...

The time was too long ago, and even the memory began to blur.

Over the years, she has attended countless banquets, grand and grand events, a wide range of red wine and food, and hypocritical social events with masks... She gradually became numb.

At this moment, her heart was as soft as sand and stone, as if something rushed in, making her eyes wet.

"Mom, you are the birthday star today, come and make a wish and blow out the candles." Ning Qing stood beside Song Yajing and winked playfully.

Make a wish?

Song Yajing looked at Ning Qing uncertainly.

"Yes, make a wish." Ning Qing took Song Yajing's hands and taught her to put her palms together, "Mom, close your eyes."

Song Yajing closed her eyes in a hurry, her movements were a little stiff, and it was obvious that she was not used to doing this kind of thing in her life.

My head was in a mess and I didn't know what to think, so... I hope everything is fine with the Lu and Song families.

Song Yajing opened her eyes, and Ning Qing smiled, "Okay, then let's blow out the candles, Dad, uncle, Shaoming, Yingjie, let's blow together with mom."

"Okay."

Lu Dinghua held Song Yajing and bent down, and everyone blew out the candles together.

The lights in the hall turned on with a "pop" sound, and the balloon bubbles above were popped, and all the colorful gift bags fell down.

Lu Shaoming opened the champagne with a "bang" and drank it from the red wine table on the 18th floor. Lu Dinghua took a glass and handed it to Song Yajing, "Madam, happy birthday to you. Come, let's cheer together."

"Madam Lu, happy birthday to you, cheers!" The whole audience cheered.

Song Yajing's eyes moved from Lu Dinghua's face to Song Jin, then to Lu Shaoming, Song Yingjie, and then quickly passed through the faces of everyone present. She smiled, a sincere smile.

She felt so warm.

Finally, she looked at the girl next to her, and the girl handed her a cutter, "Mom and Dad, you cut the cake together. This cake was made by me. It's the first time I made it. If it doesn't taste good, please forgive me."

Lu Dinghua held Song Yajing's hand and cut the cake from the middle. He smiled, "Ning Qing, you don't need to taste this cake. It must taste good."

"Yes, Director Ning, this is full of your filial piety and love. It must taste great."

Lu Dinghua made the first cut, and a servant came over to cut the cake into small pieces. Lu Dinghua used a small fork to pick up a piece and handed it to Song Yajing's mouth, "Yajing, try it."

Song Yajing blushed, and everyone was watching. The combined age of the two of them was over 100, and they were feeding each other in public.

She reached out to take the cake, but Lu Dinghua's hand shrank and didn't let her.

Ning Qing laughed from behind, "Mom, today is your birthday, you are the oldest, and you dare not eat a piece of cake from Dad, then you can feed Dad back tomorrow."

"Yes, Madam Lu, you and Mr. Lu have been married for more than 30 years, and I didn't expect you to be so loving." Everyone agreed.

Song Yajing wanted to turn around and glare at Ning Qing again, how dare you tease her without respect for your elders?

But the next second she stumbled, it turned out that Ning Qing pushed her from behind, and she was caught off guard and ran directly into Lu Dinghua's arms, and Lu Dinghua took the opportunity to hug her.

"Mom," Ning Qing directly covered her eyes with her two small hands, "it turns out that Mom wants Dad to hold her and feed her cake, I am embarrassed to watch."

Song Yajing, "..." wanted to step back.

But Lu Dinghua's deep smile sounded above her head. The man held her waist steady and said with a smile, "Yajing, have a taste." He handed the cake to her mouth.

Now everyone laughed.

With so many people there, Song Yajing's whole face turned red. She had no choice but to raise her eyes, and all she could see was Lu Dinghua's deep and handsome face. He smiled tenderly at her.

After all these years of marriage, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Opening her mouth, she took a bite from Lu Dinghua's hand.

"Mom, what do you think it tastes like?" Ning Qing looked at Song Yajing expectantly. This was her first time making a cake.

Lu Dinghua let go of her and Song Yajing took a step back. She tasted it and her expression froze, but she quickly smiled and gave Ning Qing positive encouragement, "Yeah, it's good."

"Really?" Ning Qing smiled instantly.

Everyone shared the cake and took a bite. Everyone's expressions were exactly the same as Song Yajing's. They stiffened for a moment and then burst out laughing, "The cakes made by Director Ning are really different. You can never taste this taste outside. We Today I have all benefited from Mrs. Lu.”

Ning Qing smiled even more happily now.

At this time, music sounded again in the hall. The birthday banquet had been playing music, but this music was different. It started with trumpet music, and then slowly added piano and drum music... The banquet hall was filled with French romantic chanson for an instant. happy.

Everyone looked towards the stage in front. The curtain opened and a French band was playing on the stage.

I don’t know who was exclaiming at this time, “Oh my god, it’s the band Stven. This band sang French classical music. Of course, it was popular in China in the last century and captured the hearts of a large number of girls. The band Stven represents the memory of this generation. , they are now over 60 years old and have been out of sight for decades. They only exist in people’s memory. Who invited them here is something that even money can’t do.”

Everyone looked at Ning Qing.

The lead singer Steven on the stage had already started singing, and as soon as the familiar melody sounded, the good memories of that era came flooding back, and Song Yajing looked at the stage in shock.

"Dad," Ning Qing winked at Lu Dinghua. The girl's clear and bright autumn eyes were as beautiful as shining stars, "What are you doing, dad, standing here at this time?"

Lu Dinghua understood. He withdrew his gaze, bent down like a gentleman, and stretched out his hand to Song Yajing, "Madam, can I ask you to dance?"

Song Yajing glanced at Ning Qing, who said with a crooked smile, "Mom, drop the burden and enjoy your time."

Song Yajing slowly raised the corners of her lips, nodded to Ning Qing, and then handed her hand to Lu Dinghua.

The two dance.

…

Lu Dinghua put his arms around Song Yajing's waist, and the two were dancing. Lu Dinghua looked at the Stven band in the stands, and asked softly, "Do you like Stven? When Stven became popular, you were only 18 years old, I didn't expect you to pursue him. star."

"Yes, I was 18 years old at that time. I had reached a willful age. On the surface, I was doing what my parents asked me to do, but I skipped class and climbed over the wall with my sister Yashu to secretly watch Steven's concert. I didn't dare to buy a ticket. , I was afraid that my parents would find out, so my sister and I hid outside and eavesdropped. It was a cold winter day, and our hands and feet were frozen and stiff, but we were so happy."

Sometimes music is really more intoxicating than red wine. All of Song Yajing's memories go back to that green and beautiful age. All disguises are removed from her face, and she reveals the shy smile of her girlhood.

Lu Dinghua looked at her face seriously, smiled and said nothing.

Song Yajing let go of his hand, "Dinghua, actually I have never liked this kind of ballroom dancing. You probably don't know that I learned to dance before I married you. At that time, my sister and I were listening to Steven's songs at home. This is the dance.”

Song Yajing waved her hands and feet alone and jumped four small steps.

"Mom, you danced well!" Ning Qing, who was not far away, clapped her little hands and applauded. Lu Shaoming put his arms around her shoulders and looked at his mother.

Song Yajing blushed and tucked the wavy hair around her cheeks to her ears. Seeing her like this, Lu Dinghua hugged her again. The behavior of both of them was brought up by aristocratic families and was very standard, but they did not skip the standard again. dance steps, but hugged each other casually.

"Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"There's another secret. When I was on a blind date with you, actually, I didn't like you."

"Why?"

"Because at that time, I had a crush on a boy in school who sang Steven very well, but my dad and my eldest brother said that Lu Dinghua is your best choice, Song Yajing."