MTL - My Aunt is Three and a Half Years Old. She Holds a Milk Bottle and Tells Fortunes. the Whole Internet Loves Her.-Chapter 774 Did you make this necklace yourself?
Xiao Xiao crossed his legs and stared at the moon in the sky with his round monkey eyes: "My old Sun was also a famous person in the world back then, but now this fame has to be given to a little child."
The longer they stayed with Mianmian, the things in their minds that had been forgotten due to reincarnation slowly came back, and their abilities returned to their original state day by day.
They all have achieved sainthood and Buddhahood, and have some relationship with the destiny of heaven and earth, so naturally they can feel some differences.
"There is no need to feel guilty. Since we can be found by Mianmian, it must be because of our role." Situ Zha took a mouthful of ice cream. The little five-year-old child had an adult-like look in his eyes, "Otherwise, we will be brought back by Mianmian." Why is it not someone else who found it?"
Not only have they been reincarnated, but there are also other gods.
For example, the reincarnation of Yue Lao, who was rescued by Mianmian from the Kunlun Mirror, was not able to stay with Mianmian. Today, he only came here with the Taoist priests from the Supernatural Administration to congratulate Mianmian on her birthday.
It seemed that the boy was still in a daze and had not recovered his previous memory.
After everyone blessed Mianmian, Xuanwu walked up to Mianmian and gave his blessing.
“Happy birthday, Mianmian, I wish you peace and joy, and may all your wishes come true.”
With Xuanwu's blessing, Yang Xian's third eye began to shine.
He suddenly realized something.
Mortal blessings will be converted into faith values, and blessings from one of the four spirits like Xuanwu God, who himself has great fortune, seem to be transformed into more pure energy on Mianmian's birthday.
After Xuanwu gave his blessing, Qinglong, who was holding the little Suzaku, also sent the same blessing to Mianmian.
Little Suzaku stretched out his hand and made noises in his mouth.
People around could not help but comment: "Why did this child dye his hair red at such a young age? Isn't this bad for the child's skin?"
These words made Qinglong very helpless.
They also wanted Zhuque to change his hair color to follow the local customs, but Zhuque was unwilling. Being able to be held quietly by them was only because Suzaku heard that Mianmian was very busy, so he agreed.
After the blessings here, the Taoist priest and people came over to give Mianmian birthday blessings and gifts.
Yang Xian and others stayed behind. After Yang Xian and Situ Zha said happy birthday to Mianmian, Xiaoxiao stood in front of Mianmian: "Xiao Mianmian, I, Sun, first wish you a happy birthday, and then, this is your birthday. Gift~"
Originally, he was a little monkey smaller than Mianmian, but his body suddenly grew up and he even put on a suit of armor.
That armor is so familiar! It’s called the chain golden armor!
I haven’t seen it before. Where did Xiaoxiao come from?
“I like the name Xiaoxiao very much, but after all, the name Sun Wukong has been used for many years, so I won’t change it.”
The Monkey King has regained his original form, holding a golden hoop and a cheeky smile on his lips, just like the handsome idol who caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace in his long-lasting memory.
At this moment, Mian Mian’s eyes were brighter than the stars in the sky.
She raised her hand: "Great Sage, give me a hug~~"
That voice is much sweeter than the usual tone of voice.
Those around who haven’t given gifts suddenly feel like they’ve lost. Those who gave gifts felt that their gifts might not be as good as those given by a monkey.
How can this compare?
As soon as Sun Wukong stretched out his hand, Mianmian sat on his arm, just like when he was a child, he lay on Mianmian's back.
Mianmian was so happy that she touched the face of Sun Wukong for a while, and the armor on Sun Wukong for a while.
Although I didn’t get to see my parents on my birthday, I saw my idol in person, which makes me happy no matter what! Yang Xian and the others were located in a relatively remote location, and generally no one would notice. But I couldn't bear it, Mianmian was the focus of everyone's attention today. Some adults liked to read fairy tales when they were children. Sun Wukong is a familiar childhood idol. When they saw a person dressed as Sun Wukong suddenly appeared in the venue, their eyes were filled with surprise.
Is this the real Sun Wukong or a fake Sun Wukong? Didn’t I say that my aunt had subdued the Golden Cudgel before? Is it true?
When I came to Su’s house today, there seemed to be no rules that said I couldn’t take photos and post them online?
The Su family did not adopt this rule. The main reason is that my sister-in-law is a celebrity. It is normal to celebrate her birthday and hold a banquet. Besides, the Su family is so good that no one can fault it when it is posted on the Internet.
“Wow, I’m going to post this on Weibo, my aunt won’t mind, right?”
Su Chenfei happened to take the scene where the little monkey turned into Sun Wukong.
With sharp ears, Mianmian heard what Su Chenfei said and asked Sun Wukong: "Great Sage, would you mind?"
Sun Wukong raised the corner of his mouth, and his golden pupils were full of arrogance: "What do you mind? I, the old grandson, must be a celebrity at all times."
Yang Xian frowned when he heard what Sun Wukong said.
He knew the character of Sun Wukong. After completing the pilgrimage, Sun Wukong did not stay in the place where the Bodhisattvas practiced, but just found a cave to live.
All the immortals said that Sun Wukong must have learned well and lost his previous disobedient temper, but Yang Xian felt otherwise. Sun Wukong is still the same Sun Wukong, but he is no longer as innocent as before. There are still those rebellious factors hidden in his body.
This time we were reincarnated together, and the little monkey often disappeared. Now, taking advantage of Mianmian's birthday, he even found the original outfit. He must have other plans.
Yang Xian decided to pay more attention to the movements of his former good brothers to prevent them from being impulsive again.
What Yang Xian didn’t know was that Mianmian was also thinking about the same thing he was thinking about.
Even though she has only been with Xiaoxiao for a short period of time, Mianmian feels that she already understands her idol’s character very well. The idol must have had his own thoughts on what he did today.
But Mianmian said nothing.
She stayed with the idol for a while, and when other guests came to say hello, she went to chat with them.
Just in time, Chu Ye's mother Yun Ling sent her a birthday gift and whispered: "My husband and son went on a mission today and didn't come, but my son tried to say that he would meet you in the evening and give you the gift personally, little one." Auntie, don’t be angry with my son.”
Mianmian will not be angry.
Last time, Chu Ye lent the fire spirit out, and then got a new fire spirit from Suzaku. A friend who is willing to put his own safety aside to help is a true friend!
The banquet was over in the afternoon and Chu Ye came.
He was holding a food box in his hand. When he opened it, there were all kinds of candied haws inside.
“This is a food gift for you.” Chu Ye brought the candied haws in front of Mianmian, and took out a necklace from his pocket, “This is the necklace I made from the sapphire I found, and I gave it to you.”
Chu Ye still has wounds on his hands.
Mianmian tilted her head: "Did you make this necklace yourself?"
Chu Ye didn't expect Mianmian to guess it right away. He softly said "hmm" and his ears were a little red.
Mom said that even if girls don’t like jewelry now, they will like it when they grow up. When giving gifts, you should not only pay attention to your intentions, but also have strength. Therefore, he specially found this gemstone by himself when he was on a mission, and then carved it out and gave it to Mianmian.
The engraving machine was difficult to operate and he injured his hand while practicing with stones. (End of chapter)
