Chapter 641: Chapter 641: The Solid Gold Lock
Jiang Mianmian usually slept alone, but today was her birthday, so she wanted to sleep with her parents. She clutched the gifts she hadn’t finished unwrapping during the day and scampered over to her parents’ room.
Su Wanyu watched her daughter come in with so many gifts, sat on the bed, and asked with a smile, “Darling, what are you doing?”
“Mom, I want to sleep with you guys tonight,” Jiang Mianmian said coquettishly.
“You’re so grown up and still clinging to your parents, aren’t you embarrassed?” Su Wanyu tapped Jiang Mianmian’s little nose and teased her.
“Mom, today is a special day. It’s my birthday, I’m the boss, and you can’t criticize me,” Jiang Mianmian said, holding her head high and speaking with conviction.
“Alright, you’re the birthday girl, you’re the boss, whatever you say goes. So what do you want to do with all these gifts? Are you planning to sleep hugging them? Our bed can’t fit all these things,” Su Wanyu teased Jiang Mianmian on purpose.
“Mom, that’s not it. These are gifts I haven’t opened yet. I want to see what Brother Yu and Xu Sheng have given me,” Jiang Mianmian explained.
“Well, come on, dear, sit next to mom, I want to see too,” Su Wanyu said, patting the edge of the bed, eager with excitement.
Mother and daughter sat on the bed, unwrapping gifts with curiosity.
The first gift Jiang Mianmian opened was from Yu Cheng, not knowing what Brother Yu had given her. It felt substantial in her hands.
After she removed the outer wrapping, she saw a camera the size of an adult’s palm, with several rolls of film beneath it. What a considerate big brother.
Oh my goodness, Brother Yu is so generous to have given her a camera.
“Wow, darling, is this a camera?” Su Wanyu excitedly looked at the black object in Jiang Mianmian’s hand and asked.
“Yes, mom, it’s a camera. Here, let me take a picture of you,” Jiang Mianmian said as she raised the camera, ready to snap a photo of Su Wanyu.
“Wait, let me comb my hair,” Su Wanyu hastily got down to put on her shoes and started grooming herself in front of the vanity mirror.
Jiang Changhai came back from washing up and saw his daughter sitting on the bed playing with the black object in her hand, while his wife was combing her hair and doing her makeup at the vanity.
“Hey, what are you two doing, not sleeping late at night and making a fuss?” Jiang Changhai asked with a mix of resignation and indulgence.
“Dad, look, this is the camera Brother Yu gave me. Here, let me take a photo of you and mom, and we can go and get it developed at the photo studio in a few days,” Jiang Mianmian boasted, waving the camera.
“A camera? That must have cost a pretty penny, huh? Yu Cheng certainly doesn’t hold back with you,” Jiang Changhai said, astonished.
Just then, Su Wanyu finished grooming herself, and she dragged Jiang Changhai into several pictures.
The family had fun for a while, but eventually, under the urging of Jiang Changhai, Jiang Mianmian reluctantly put down the camera.
Then the family of three opened Xu Sheng’s gift, which was a set of little dresses. He got the size from the tailor at Jade Cotton Tailor Shop, which Jiang Mianmian had left when she got a down jacket made earlier that year.
Since it was late, Jiang Mianmian didn’t try it on, just casually held it up to measure. Jiang Changhai’s gift was much simpler and cruder; he gave her a solid gold lock.
Jiang Mianmian held it in her hand, feeling its weighty significance.
“Wow, Dad, you’re so generous,” Jiang Mianmian exclaimed with delight.
The gold lock was specially made for Jiang Mianmian by someone in Haicheng, with her name engraved on it, and it had cost nearly five hundred yuan.