Chapter 592 (1/2)

May 1st, labor day in my memory.

Although Li Zitao's two lives add up, only when he was in primary school, he was organized by the school to plant a sapling. Now it's very nice to think of it.

But today he is not planting trees, but celebrating the birthday of his two sons.

Eden and Mason were born at more than 5 a.m. this morning last year.

Li Zitao was nearly scared to death for more than 20 minutes.

The medical conditions in the 1930s were really speechless. Fortunately, mother and son were safe.

According to Mary's arrangement, when the child is still young, the family should get together to celebrate.

So there was only West and his wife in the house. Fortunately, there were little guys around, and Norma followed after school.

”Charlie, can I hold them?” Norma squatted in front of Eden, crawling about on the lawn, and asked.

”Be careful. He has a lot of strength.” Taking care of her, Norma picked up Eden and showed off excitedly.

Cut the cake, blow out the candles, and then there is a very familiar catch-up with Li Zitao.

”It's a tradition I learned from Chinese street, isn't it?” Mary asked curiously as the servants put their things on the table.

”Well, I almost forgot. You are so sweet, dear.” Kissing his wife on the cheek, Li Zitao said with some emotion.

”Norma, come here.” She called Norma, who was holding Eden, to her side, and all the things for the week were put out.

There are cars made of wood, toys, books, pens, precious gem rings, and a small stack of beautiful knives.

”Together.” With a smile, he and his wife put the children on the ground and let go of them. Li Zitao was also curious about how they would choose.

Aidan's movements were very fast. His limbs were like a little Martha, and then he ran straight to MeiDao, holding it in his arms.

At the scene, there was a kind laugh. Before Li Zitao could be proud, Mason, who was one step slower than his brother, sat beside him.

After finding out that his target was missing, he shrunk his mouth and began to cry.

The little guy is not big, but his cry is loud as if he had a loudspeaker. Li Zitao saw the childlike innocence. He took out his pocket and found some $20 knives. He squatted in front of Mason and handed it to him.

”Cluck, cluck...” Silver bell like laughter immediately came, the little guy pulled the money and swayed in front of him, just as excited as waving flags when celebrating.

”It seems that they have inherited your merits.” Wister looked at the two little guys with emotion, his eyes twinkled with kindness.

”Maybe they just see through the cruel world.” Li Zitao said jokingly.

Li Zitao feels relieved that both of his sons are ”money buffs.”.

It's a good thing to like money, because it's really great to have money.

Some people say, ”90% of the world's affairs can be solved with money, and the remaining 10% has nothing to do with money.”

In his opinion, the first half of this sentence is right, but the second half should be changed.

90 percent of the world's things can be solved with money, and the remaining 10 percent just need more money.

If Li Zitao met Mary when she was very poor, would she care about the poor boys in the crowd?

Maybe because of his appearance, she would forget the existence of the poor boy that night.

I remember a story on the Internet in the past life, which said that a boy took out his heart and took out his lungs to pay for the girl. He saved money and bought her some thousands of fashion cards. The girl still couldn't get angry every day. Finally, the two of them were divided.