Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me-Chapter 775 - 774: Did you make this necklace yourself?

Little Xiaoxiao crossed his legs, his round, monkey-like eyes staring at the moon above, "Back in my day, I was quite the celebrity between heaven and earth, but now this fame has to be shared with a little child."

The longer they stayed by Mianmian’s side, the more those things they had forgotten due to reincarnation slowly returned to their minds, and their abilities gradually recovered to their original state.

All of them had achieved sainthood or enlightenment, which meant they had some connection with the operation of heaven and earth, and could naturally sense some differences.

"Don’t feel guilty, if we could be found by Mianmian, then there must be a role for us," Situ Zha said, taking a bite of ice cream, the maturity of an adult in the eyes of the small five-year-old child, "Otherwise, why would it not be someone else who was found?"

It wasn’t only them who had gone through reincarnation; other deities had as well.

For example, the reincarnation of Matchmaking God, who had been rescued by Mianmian from the Kunlun Mirror, couldn’t stay with Mianmian. He only followed the Daoist Masters from the Supernatural Management Bureau here today to congratulate Mianmian on her birthday. ƒreewebɳovel.com

It seemed that the lad was still confused and hadn’t recovered his previous memories.

After everyone had offered blessings to Mianmian, it was Black Tortoise’s turn to step forward and deliver his blessing.

"Happy Birthday, Mianmian, may you be safe and joyful, and may all your wishes come true."

With Black Tortoise’s blessing, Yang Xian’s third eye started to shine.

He suddenly realized something.

The blessings of mortals could transform into faith, but the blessings from someone like the Black Tortoise God, who himself was one of the highly fortunate Four Spirits, seemed to turn into a more refined energy on Mianmian’s birthday.

After Black Tortoise finished his blessing, Blue Dragon, holding little Vermilion Bird, also bestowed the same kind of blessing upon Mianmian.

Little Vermilion Bird stretched out his hand, babbling on.

Onlookers couldn’t help but discuss, "Why does this little kid have red hair dyed at such a young age? Isn’t that bad for the child’s skin?"

This made Blue Dragon very helpless.

They also wanted Vermilion Bird to blend in a little by changing his hair color, but Vermilion Bird was unwilling. He agreed to be held quietly only because he heard Mianmian was very busy.

Once the blessings were over, the Daoist Master leading the group came over to give Mianmian birthday wishes and gifts.

Yang Xian and the others stayed behind, and after Yang Xian and Situ Zha wished Mianmian a happy birthday, Xiaoxiao stood in front of her, "Little Mianmian, first I wish you a happy birthday, and then, this is your birthday present~"

The small monkey, who was originally smaller than Mianmian, suddenly grew in size, and he donned a suit of armor.

Mianmian recognized that armor! Called Lock Son Golden Armor!

She hadn’t seen it before, where did Xiaoxiao get it from now?

"I quite fancy the name Xiaoxiao, but since I’ve used the name Sun Wukong for so many years, I shall stick with it."

Once restored to his original form, the handsome Monkey King held his Golden Hoop Stick, a proud smile on his lips, just like the dashing idol Mianmian remembered from the tale of causing havoc in the heavenly palace.

In that moment, Mianmian’s eyes shone brighter than the stars in the sky.

She raised her hands, "Great Sage, hug hug hug hug~~"

Her voice was so much sweeter than her usual speaking tone.

Those who hadn’t given their gifts yet suddenly felt that they had lost. And those who had already given gifts felt even more that their presents probably couldn’t compare to what a monkey had given.

How could they compete?

With a reach of his arm, Sun Wukong lifted Mianmian onto his forearm, just as when he, as Xiaoxiao, would rest on Mianmian’s back.

Mianmian was delighted, at one moment caressing the visage on Sun Wukong’s face, and the next, feeling the armor on his body.

Although she hadn’t been able to see her parents on her birthday, the sight of her idol in the flesh made her happy in any case!

The spot where Yang Xian and the others were seated was rather secluded, usually escaping others’ notice. But today, Mianmian was the center of attention. Some adults, who had loved mythical stories as children, found Sun Wukong a familiar childhood idol; the sudden appearance of someone dressed as Sun Wukong in the venue sparked surprise in their eyes.

Was this the real Sun Wukong or a fake one? Hadn’t they said earlier that Grandma had tamed the Golden Hoop Stick? Could it be real?

There didn’t seem to be a rule about not taking photos and posting them online at the Su Family today, right?

Indeed, the Su Family hadn’t laid down such a rule. After all, Grandma was a celebrity, and having a birthday party was pretty normal. Besides, they knew they had nothing to hide, and there was nothing to criticize about the photos being posted online.

"Wow, I’m going to post this on Instagram, Grandma won’t mind, right?"

Su Chenfei had just managed to capture the scene of the little monkey turning into Sun Wukong.

With her sharp ears, Mianmian heard what Su Chenfei said and asked Sun Wukong, "Great Sage, would you mind?"

A smirk lifted the corner of Sun Wukong’s mouth, his golden pupils filled with pride, "Mind what? I, Old Sun, should always be a celebrity."

Yang Xian frowned upon hearing Sun Wukong speak like this.

He knew Sun Wukong’s character. After completing his quest for scriptures, Sun Wukong hadn’t stayed in the places where the Bodhisattvas practiced; he merely found a cave to dwell in.

All the immortals said Sun Wukong must have learned his lesson, no longer the disobedient character of before, but Yang Xian thought otherwise. Sun Wukong was still the same, just no longer as naive; the same rebellious streak was still hidden within him.

This time, having reincarnated together, the little monkey was often out of sight. Seizing the chance of Mianmian’s birthday, he even brought back his old attire, surely with some other scheme in mind.

Yang Xian decided to keep a closer watch on his old friend’s movements, to prevent any impulsive actions.

What Yang Xian didn’t know was that Mianmian shared his thoughts.

Even though she had only spent a short time with Xiaoxiao, Mianmian felt she understood her idol’s character well. He must have had his reasons for today’s actions.

But Mianmian said nothing.

After spending a little while with her idol and greeting other guests who came to chat, she mingled with the other guests.

Just then, Yun Ling, Chu Ye’s mother, came over with a birthday gift, whispering, "My husband and son had a mission today and couldn’t come, but my son insisted on seeing you tonight to give the gift himself. I hope you won’t be mad at my son, Grandma."

Mianmian certainly wasn’t mad.

Chu Ye had previously lent out his Fire Spirit, before obtaining a new one from the Vermilion Bird. Friends willing to put their own safety aside to help were true friends indeed!

The banquet ended in the afternoon, and that’s when Chu Ye arrived.

He held a box of food, and upon opening it, various candied hawthorns were revealed.

"This is your food gift," Chu Ye said as he presented the candied hawthorns to Mianmian, then pulled a necklace out of his pocket, "This is a necklace I made with a sapphire I found. It’s for you."

There were still wounds on Chu Ye’s hands.

Mianmian tilted her head, "Did you make this necklace yourself?"

Chu Ye hadn’t expected Mianmian to guess so quickly; he hummed softly in acknowledgement, his ears turning a shade of red.

Mom said that even if girls don’t like jewelry now, they will when they’re older. Giving gifts shouldn’t just be about the thought; it had to show ability as well. That’s why, while he was on a mission, he carved this gemstone he found himself and made it into a necklace for Mianmian.

The carving machine was tricky to use. He got injured while practicing on stones.