Chapter 05 Happy Birthday

Eating a meal was neither painful nor itchy, and it was basically spent in the process of Whitney Taylor picking up vegetables to coax Ella Gaiser to eat, and Ella Gaiser was so stretched that she loosened her belt by two buckles. After the meal, Whitney Taylor took out a small notebook and sat obediently on the sofa. "Ella, come here." She patted the place beside her. Ella Gaiser hesitated for a moment, and sat next to her. Whitney Taylor took out her pen, like a schoolboy taking notes. "Ella, you can tell Mom what you like." She felt that it was necessary to understand the habits of Auntie's mother so that they could get along more harmoniously in the future. Ella Gaiser thought for a while, "I don't like talking." Whitney Taylor froze for a moment, "Ella is so quiet, our family is quite quiet!" He turned his head and glanced at Yves Moore, who was playing games after dropping the bowl, and he was so open-minded, it was so noisy. Whitney Taylor kicked the eldest son in the foot. Yves Moore jumped up from the sofa in pain, "Mom, what are you doing? This is my foot that will win glory for the country in the future!" Whitney Taylor said in a deep voice, "Wear headphones!" Yves Moore looks at her, then looks at Ella Gaiser, I'm playing games in my own house, wearing fucking headphones! Grass! But in the next second, the boy obediently put on the earphones. Whitney Taylor smiled softly, "What else does Ella like?" In fact, Ella Gaiser wants to say that being quiet means that she never moves her mouth where she can move her hands. But obviously her new mother couldn't comprehend this state. "I still love to hold grudges." Whitney Taylor: ... Zai Zai's hobbies seem to be... quite individual. Yves Moore silently retracted his staring eyes at Ella Gaiser, what was said on the Heloise No.1 High School forum on campus today? Chris Young celebrated Ella Gaiser's birthday, Ella Gaiser spilled a bucket of paint on him, and pushed him downstairs, and Abby Young was ruined by her. There are pictures and truths. The young man sneaked a glance at the stairs of his own house, and then touched his delicate face. He was delicate and fleshy, so he might not be as resistant as the Young Family. Getting up silently and going upstairs silently, Yves Moore tried not to disturb the little devil beside him. After Whitney Taylor asked, Ella Gaiser also went upstairs and returned to her room. She stood at the door in a daze, obviously still a little uncomfortable with such a spacious and bright princess room. Close the door, check under the bed, the man has left, and there is a note on the bedside table with a Facebook Messenger number written on it. Ella Gaiser thought for a while, took out her mobile phone, first there was a bank transfer message, five million, transferred to Nancy's name. When I opened Facebook Messenger, the system suddenly crashed due to a message jump. The private chat information on the previous screen is all from the research institute, and it has been swiped to 99+ in one go. Ella Gaiser ignores it all. The top position is Thunderclap's news, a picture, which is the evaluation of her performance in the fourth family, followed by Thunderclap's conclusion: [Baby, you performed very well this time, you held back for two months , Make persistent efforts, come on! ] Ella Gaiser directly deleted it, she didn't take action, it was a respect for blood relationship, but now, this thing no longer exists. These people not only restricted her behavior, but also took over all her money accounts on the surface. She remembered this account! Slide your finger down and see the message sent by Bob Gaiser, unlike everyone else who is 99+, he is alone, "Ella, come back if you can't stay outside..." Ella Gaiser didn't click on the dialog box to see the whole content, but just paused her finger on it for a few seconds, continued to slide, found "Black Demon", and sent a photo of Sylvan Parks, "Check this person." "Yes! Boss!" Half an hour later, the news came back, three words, "Can't find it." Ella Gaiser frowned, took a look at the man's Facebook Messenger number, switched to an ordinary person's number, and entered. the Parks Mansion. Sylvan Parks had a sickly face and a violent aura, and the guards outside the door dared not take a breath. Until he swallowed two special anti-allergic pills, his complexion recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Biber quietly wiped off his sweat, but he had no choice but to warn: "Mr. Parks, the Jay Family said that this drug should not be taken too much..." He was taking more and more medications, and his allergic reactions were getting worse every time. Sylvan Parks knew that his illness might be so serious that even the Jay Family couldn't control it. This is a genetic defect that no one can cure. Seeing that Sylvan Parks didn't speak, Biber felt uncomfortable. "Mr. Parks, I will definitely find Dr. Ghost, and he will be able to cure you!" Sylvan Parks was noncommittal. In fact, they all knew that the chances of finding Dr. Ghost on their own initiative were slim, unless he was willing to accept the order himself. The Facebook Messenger message popped up at this moment, it was a friend verification message, with a note: Your kindness. This is called... Sylvan Parks passed the verification, and saw a message from the other party, "Hello, please transfer 3 million to XXX." Simple and direct. Sylvan Parks thought for a while, and it seemed inappropriate to say anything, so he typed "OK" and sent it, and it turned out... "The other party has turned on friend verification, and you are not her/his friend..." Well, the hands and feet are quite fast. Squeezing the phone, I remembered the feeling I had when I was rescued today. He said, "Biber, check someone for me..." Ella Gaiser fell asleep somehow, and when she woke up, it was already eleven o'clock. The headlights in the room were turned off, and a small night light was on. Not far away, her new mother was lighting mosquito coils. Ella Gaiser didn't call her, didn't move, just watched quietly. I always feel that everything in front of me is a bit unreal, the mother with fragrance, the gentle mother, the mother who can spoil and smile at her. It was vaguely seen in a dream when I was a child, but as I grew older, it would no longer appear in my mind. Whitney Taylor seemed to feel her gaze, turned around, and met Auntie's dark and deep eyes. "Did mom wake you up?" Ella Gaiser braced herself, "No." Whitney Taylor pointed to the mosquito coils, "This is ambrosia, which can repel mosquitoes and help sleep. Your brother couldn't sleep when he was sick, so he used it to help sleep. It works very well!" Ella Gaiser smelled the faint smell of Chinese medicine, she nodded, "Yes." Whitney Taylor smiled, "Now that you're awake, get up, Mom has a gift for you." The big hand held the small hand again, and Ella Gaiser let her lead her downstairs. Whitney Taylor blindfolded her suddenly, and Ella Gaiser almost threw her out by reflex, but when she touched those soft hands, her restless emotions seemed to be soothed, and her heart suddenly became peaceful. Then, Yves Moore's unwilling voice sounded. "Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you..." Whitney Taylor let go of her hand and smiled, "Happy birthday, Ella! Fortunately, it's not past twelve o'clock!" Beautiful birthday cake with pink buttercream topped with fresh strawberry mango and chocolate sauce. Yves Moore handed the birthday cake to her in disgust, "Blow it! Mom has never made a cake for me!" The boy felt a little wronged, but he is an adult, a man, and he will not fight with an auntie! Ella Gaiser had her birthday before, in the research institute, in the laboratory, in every corner of the world, but those birthdays were all meaningless, except today, which is different. Mother auntie puffed out her cheeks, and blew out in one breath, extinguishing the dancing candle, and a slight dimple appeared on her cheeks. Whitney Taylor watched carefully, she seemed to see the smile leaking from the corners of Xin Zai Zai's eyes and brows for the first time, light but real.