In fact, even if it is a big item like a house, Yi Qingqing’s products are not very big; they are all miniature versions.
The size of paper-made items is not very important; what is important is the shape and spirit.
The main reason is that if it is too big, it will make a lot of noise when it is burned.
She plans to burn it in her backyard at that time. Smaller ones will be fine, but if they are too big, the flames might not be blocked by the courtyard wall.
At this time, she dared not burn these things openly, because if she were caught, it would become a handle, so it was better to burn them secretly.
Anyway, no matter how big the paper products are, they can’t be as big as the real thing. After burning to the bottom, the ‘spirit’ it possesses will naturally make it become a suitable size.
Time flew, and more than a week had passed.
That day, Yi Qingqing slept until she woke up naturally, entered the skill teaching mode, and studied for a while. After coming out, she made paper products for a while, and then she heard the whistle for work to start.
After she finished the thing in her hand, she left the thatched house and went to the outer room to make a fire, boil water, and cook.
Just as she picked up the matchbox on the stove, before she had time to light it, there was a knock on the door.
The knock was from Yun Guyuan, so she hurried to open the door.
He held a white porcelain bowl in his hand, with steaming noodles in it, and said to her: “Happy birthday!”
Yi Qingqing was stunned for a moment.
“Birthday?”
Suddenly, she remembered that today was the seventh day of the seventh month.
She was born on the same date in both lives.
The birthday in the previous life only had a sense of existence on the day she died. In this life, her parents and relatives remembered it for her, but they were not around. She did mention this in the last letter, but she didn’t take it seriously because of the habit she brought from her previous life.
So when she was preparing a birthday gift for Yun Guyuan on July 15th, she forgot that July 7th was her birthday.
This was her first birthday after recovering the memories of two lives, and her 18th birthday as a complete person.
Looking at this bowl of noodles that were obviously hand-rolled, she wondered what time he started working on it.
Yi Qingqing was very touched by this unexpected surprise and dedication.
She didn’t know how to express herself in so many words, so she just said, “Thank you!”
“Silly girl, the noodles will get cold if you don’t eat them now.”
Yun Guyuan handed the noodles to her.
“Remember not to bite them off. Eating one piece will ensure you have a safe and smooth year.”
Yi Qingqing realized that this was still a bowl of longevity noodles. She couldn’t help but say: “Why only this year?”
“You can eat next year’s noodles next year. Don’t be greedy.” Yun Guyuan said seriously.
Yi Qingqing: “…”
Okay, she remembered it.
Under Yun Guyuan’s gaze, Yi Qingqing held one end of the noodles in her mouth and sucked hard, for fear that she would bite off her safety and success this year.
Her cheeks were deflated from sucking, but the noodles were not finished yet.
Don’t think she doesn’t know that someone is trying to hold back laughter! ╭(╯^╰)╮
Yun Guyuan looked at Yi Qingqing like a little rabbit, looking at him with angry eyes, but not daring to neglect her mouth, which was round and plump, making people laugh.
Finally, the longevity noodles entered her mouth completely. The last few bites remained in her mouth. She didn’t have time to chew them. Now she chewed them quickly, wanting to accuse someone after she finished chewing.
As a result, he took the bowl and chopsticks, took out a long wooden box from his trouser pocket, and stuffed it into her hand.
“Birthday gift. Take a look after I leave!”
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