novelsmap Chapter 228 Boss Is a Craftsman
Chapter 228 Boss Is a Craftsman
Chapter 228 Boss Is a Craftsman
For Aituo, the process of celebrating a birthday is to receive presents, unwrap presents, make wishes, blow out candles, and eat cake.
They had reached the point of eating cake, but the gin took the vodka away.
"Aren't you going to eat cake this year?" Aito asked, tilting his head.
The first birthday that Aito remembered was spent in the laboratory of the organization.
When Qin Jiu asked about his date of birth, he was at a loss as he had no memory.
But the researchers say birthdays are such an important event for young children that whatever they ask for, they get.
So Ato wanted a birthday.
Since birthday is an important day, then choose the most important day as your birthday.
"When did I meet you, Papa?" The white-haired boy's eyes were still empty and blind at that time, but he could still see exactly where Gin was.
"April [-]st." The silver-haired man lowered his head, and said with the corners of his mouth in an inexplicable way.
"Then my birthday is April [-]st." The young man held Gin by the hem of his clothes, showing a flattering, well-behaved smile.
Fortunately, he was not directly thrown away.
After getting the answer, Gin left.
After that... a year after they met, Gin came to the lab again with vodka and cake.
At that time, Ato, whose eyes finally recovered, saw the so-called birthday cake for the first time.
That was also the first time he knew that birthday cakes were meant to be eaten on birthdays.
After eating the birthday cake, he was sent to the plane to the United States.
But every year on his birthday, Gin will still send him a birthday cake and presents.
"Only little devils like to eat this kind of food." Gin Jiu said as he walked outside without looking back.
"Indeed, I don't like it either." Vodka nodded seriously.
Although not liking food doesn't mean he can't eat it, but the elder brother won't let him eat it.
He didn't eat any of the four cakes for his fourth birthday.
"Alright then..." Aito looked a little regretful.
"Don't even think about feeding Bourbon, Ivy." The silver-haired man stood at the door, looking back at the boy, his scarlet eyes were extremely cold.
"I see." Aito nodded.
As the head of the family, he has never eaten papa, and neither can others.
No problem at all.
Gin left with vodka, Aituo looked at the cake in front of him, and then at the family present.
Cookies, inedible.
Miss Mingmei, you can't eat it.
Daifuku, can not eat.
Robert, can't eat.
Only white jade rolls are not dolls, robots, or paper, but can dogs eat cakes?
Aituo flipped through the contents of the guide to raising pet dogs in his memory.
Then it was confirmed that white jade rolls cannot eat cream cakes.
"It seems that I can only eat it myself." Aituo said so, without cutting the cake, but ate it directly with a spoon.
"Sure enough, it still tastes exactly the same..." he thought while swallowing the cake.
The four cakes I ate during my four-year birthday, although the appearance is different, the taste has never changed.
As if by the same hand.
【mission completed. ——Gin (Gin)] The silver-haired man was sitting in the co-pilot sending a message, and sent a picture.
"Let's go, Vodka." He put away his phone and told Vodka to drive away.
……
Man sitting on a swing by the window basking in the sun looks at a message on his phone and smiles.
The thumb caressed the cheek of the teenager in the photo through the screen.
In the photo, the teenager wearing a crown has a sweet smile, like a little prince who lives in a honey jar and never lacks love and care.
And the other party is indeed his little prince.
"Happy 12th birthday, Aito." Salvino stared at the photo and said leisurely after a long silence.
Another year has passed.
This is the fourth year since Aito was discovered.
Eto survived to the age of 12 safely.
"Since you chose April [-]st as your birthday, forget about past birthdays..."
"Then... wish me a happy birthday too." He looked at the same cake on the white table in front of him and said with a smile.
This is Ato's fourth birthday, and the fourth birthday he and Ato have shared together.
If counting the birthdays in memory, this should be his No. 16 birthday.
In the middle are countless blank years without birthdays.
His first twelve birthdays were much more lively than his current birthday.
People come and go, guests come and go, expensive and rare gifts are piled up in the warehouse, the whole country is brightly lit, the lights are on for three days and three nights, fireworks salute, gongs and drums are loud.
And then...all gone.
It was like having a ridiculous dream. After waking up from the dream, the building was empty, with nothing left.
The world became pure white.
In the silence, only Aito remained beside him.
"Wish me... happy birthday to my unknown age." He also lit a candle for himself, and instead of making a wish, he blew out the candle.
There is no god in the world, and even if there is, his wish cannot be fulfilled.
Because...his prayers in the past have never been heard by the gods.
"It's too sweet..." He frowned and finished eating the cake that was too sweet for him.
He used to have a cake as high as nine meters, but he regarded it as an ordinary thing.
Also experienced bending over to get a slice of cake.
What happened to that little piece of cake?
He and Ai Tuo shared it together.
The boy and the boy sat together and ate the small triangular cake, and he shed tears while eating.
Aito, who was still a boy at the time, wiped his tears with his hands, trying to comfort him even though he was younger.
"Brother, I'm full."
"The cake is not tasty, don't want it next time."
"Don't cry, I don't want cake anymore."
It was clearly a memory of countless years ago for him, but at this moment, it is still clear as if it happened not long ago.
The pain and despair at that time have not diminished at all in retrospect.
He has learned how to make cakes for a long time, and he has been learning since he came to this world.
He has been learning all the time, cooking and eating by himself, even though he doesn't like sweets, even if he has an aversion to eating cakes all the time, he hasn't stopped this behavior.
It finally came in handy four years ago.
Four years of birthday cakes are made by him.
The crown was also made by himself.
Even gems, pearls and diamonds are carefully selected by him.
What he had and didn't have, he would let Aituo have.
"But you don't need Jiumi's cake, it's a nightmare." He sighed as if thinking of something.
And he had never eaten those nine-meter cakes back then.
All are distributed to the guests present.
"However... as expected, I still like cakes very much. Even though I lost my memory, my personality hasn't changed..." Salvino had a relieved look on his face.
"Still so cute, kind, gentle and sensible." He made no secret of his preference.
This is a BOSS with a filter of 800 meters.
Still a househusband (?
Making cakes, making crowns, and even a lot of skills, full marks for taking care of children.
PS: I made an appointment for the draft of Ai Tuo’s birthday wish, because there is no outline, I wrote the plot yesterday, so I rushed to make an appointment yesterday.
(End of this chapter)