A group of people walked and chatted, chatted, and talked about birthdays.
"Yun Hua, your birthday is on Singles' Day. It's a birthday for nothing. You got out of singles so early." Gong Xijin said with a smile.
Yun Hua shrugged, "For me, November 11th is a lifetime of two people. For you, it's Singles' Day, okay? It's a festival specially reserved for you!"
"Are you celebrating the Gregorian calendar?" Shen Zhiyi asked.
Yun Hua nodded, "The household registration booklet and ID card are both in the Gregorian calendar. They used to pass the lunar calendar, but later... they all passed the Gregorian calendar, so it's easy to remember."
Shen Zhiyi nodded and said nothing.
Gong Xijin asked Song Tiantian again, "When is your birthday, Song Tiantian?"
"The eighth day of June, the lunar calendar." Song Tiantian said sullenly.
"Oh. What about you, Shen Zhiyi?"
"The first day of August." Shen Zhiyi said, adding two words, "Lunar calendar."
Gong Xijin turned to look at Mi Yue, "Yueyue, I've known you for so long, I still don't know when your birthday is."
Mi Yue, who has always had no sense of existence, said the first sentence she said today, with a low voice: "I... I didn't have a good birth, it was... I was born on July 7."
"July 7th! Wow, isn't that the Qixi Festival! Cowherd and Weaver Girl Love. Valentine's Day!" Gong Xijin smiled, "This is amazing!"
It was indeed a coincidence that everyone looked at Mi Yue.
Mi Yue was nervous for a long time, and finally said in a low voice, "I didn't have a good birth. It is said that my mother started to have pain on the fifth day of July. For two full days, she originally said that she would be born on the sixth day of July, but I was born just after twelve o'clock in the evening on the sixth day of the lunar new year. The midwives all said that I was delayed to be born on July 7th. July 7th... is not a good time. Born at this time, they said that I Fate is bad, Ke... Ke Qin."
"Cut, who would believe those superstitions!" Gong Xijin didn't take it seriously, "We are the successors of communism, so why not believe in superstition!"
"Stupid." Song Tiantian pursed her lips and said angrily.
Zhang Ye also said, "That's right, that's all superstition, don't believe it. July 7th is very good, the Cowherd and Weaver Girl Magpie Bridge Festival."
Gong Xijin smiled, "That's right, I was born on the fifth day of May. According to your superstition, the Dragon Boat Festival is also the anniversary of Qu Yuan's death. Wouldn't it be worse? Isn't the Mid-Autumn Festival the commemoration of Chang'e's divorce from Hou Yi?" day?"
Mi Yue froze for a moment, then pursed the corners of her mouth, her eyes glowed with brilliance.
The little tree leading the way also came over, and said to Mi Yue with a smile, "Sister, according to the lunar calendar, I was born on the fourteenth day of the seventh month."
July fourteenth, Ghost Festival.
"So when I was born, I was strangled to death by my parents as a ghost." Xiaoshu said with wide eyes, "It's a pity they didn't completely strangle me to death. After throwing me into the trash can, I was thrown away by myself." I took a breather and was adopted by my current parents."
Everyone was stunned.
Mi Yue looked at Xiao Shu in a daze.
But soon, Xiaoshu laughed loudly, "Sister, you are so cute, you believe everything I say, I lied to you."
Mi Yue's face flushed instantly.
Zhang Ye and Song Tiantian also breathed a sigh of relief.
Gong Xijin looked at Xiaoshu even more speechlessly, "I'll go, this kind of joke can't be played around, okay, it's scary to death."
Xiaoshu laughed, "I just want to tell this sister that life is not terrible, but talent is terrible."
(end of this chapter)