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Xia Zhihui entered the kitchen, obediently took out a burnt salamander, cut it into pieces, heated it, put it on a plate, and sent it to Natasha's table.

Natasha waved.

"Let everyone come over and assign the tasks for tonight."

Sambo took out the mold containing the large cake embryo from the oven, placed it on the table next to him, waited for the cake to cool, then sat over, picked up a fork and took a slice.

"I originally planned to make cake tonight, but now I'm waiting for the freshly baked cake to cool and unmold, then layer it, add cream and fruits."

"But it doesn't seem like it's okay to work for a while longer just for this piece of food."

Jillian also came out of the back kitchen and forked a piece of salamander meat to try. The portion she served tonight was given to her frail son Harold.

The little guy actually enjoyed eating very much, and his mouth was full of oil.

Xia Zhihui shook his head.

"I thought it would take a long time, but Sambo finished the cake on his own, so there wasn't much left to do."

"The staple food is easy. Just bake some bread and make some mashed potatoes tonight."

"Uncle Fishman also prepared some baked cookies in the afternoon."

"For vegetarians, I brought back some completely frozen fruits and vegetables. I don't know if they can be made into salads. I'll defrost them in the cafeteria tonight and see what happens tomorrow. If not, I'll make them into mixed vegetable soup."

"It will definitely work."

Natasha comforted.

"Everyone in the lower area has been eating dehydrated vegetables transported from the upper area for a long time. For the taste and nutrition, we have to make mixed vegetable soup."

"And the vegetables you brought back are at least not dehydrated and have more varieties than those from the upper area. Who can be dissatisfied?"

Xia Zhihui didn't care about this, he just hoped that every guest who could come would be satisfied with Hook's birthday party.

He nodded and continued his analysis.

"For meat dishes, it's even easier. I'm already done with the salamander. I'll just wait until tomorrow to slice it and heat it. Then I'll heat up some cans."

"Actually, it's not that difficult. The main reason is that the quantity is large. There will definitely be a lot of people coming tomorrow. We can only prepare in advance."

Looking at Xia Zhihui, who seemed to be still worried about not being prepared enough and frowned slightly, Jillian also spoke.

"President, don't worry, tomorrow's birthday party will definitely be the happiest moment for everyone in the lower district in the past few years."

"I think so too. Then I'll be in trouble for everyone tonight."

Several people got busy as planned. At twelve o'clock, Xia Zhihui asked Jillian to go back and rest early so that she would have enough energy to take the children for breakfast tomorrow.

The remaining three people were busy until one o'clock, and then they went back to rest.

The next day was Hook's eighth birthday.

Natasha held up her eyelids and waited for Hook in the cafeteria early. After breakfast, she took Hook back home and dressed up.

Normally, Hook always wears a coat, a hat, and shorts underneath, so that he can go on adventures at any time.

From time to time, some elderly people ask her, little girl, are you cold?

Wear it like this, be careful of your legs getting cold as they grow older, go ahead and add two layers of pants!

Of course Hook doesn't want to.

But today was different. Natasha took out a dress she had sewn by herself and put it on her. Her temperament instantly changed from a wild child to a quiet blonde girl.

But who is Hook? The leader of the Mole Party, the dark Lord Hook, ruined the atmosphere as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Old witch, the pockets of this dress are so small!"

"Ok?"

Natasha stared into Hook's golden eyes in the mirror.

You didn't wake up?

In the past, it was just a slip of the tongue in front of someone, but today you just shouted it out?

Or do you think that on your birthday, I won’t secretly hold grudges?

Hook, who originally wanted to do it today, suddenly felt a chill, shuddered, and said softly.

"Sister Natasha, this dress looks so good!"

"Well. This is your birthday gift. Go out and play with your friends. I want to rest for a while."

After driving Hook out of the house in disgust, Natasha returned to her bedroom. Once the curtains were drawn, she began to ignore what was going on outside the window.

Hook had gone in in a daze, but now he came out unusually sober.

The old lady on the street saw it and waved her over quickly.

"Here, little Hook, have some sweets."

"Thank you Grandma Hansa."

The old lady Hansa took out a piece of snow-white toffee and handed it to Hook, and asked again.

"You're dressed very nicely today. Where are you going to play?"

"Today is Hook's eighth birthday. Brother Xia Zhihui said he would hold a banquet in the open space in front of the clinic. Hook plans to go over and see if there is anything he needs help with."

"Hey, good boy, go quickly, I won't delay you. The banquet is at noon, right? I will be there then."

Hook smiled and agreed, thanked Mrs. Hansa again for the toffee, and then walked towards the clinic.

This is her birthday, how can she rely solely on non-staff members to take care of it!

Hook himself has to do his part!

When she arrived, Joshua had already brought the Earthfire members to help.

They moved all the tables in the cafeteria and found some barbecue grills to set up.

A circle of stools was placed around the perimeter, leaving a gap while surrounding the table inside.

The intention is obvious. It is a buffet. After eating, you can sit on the surrounding stools and chat while eating.

After moving out all the tables, chairs, and even the sink in the entire cafeteria, they moved some elsewhere before stopping.

Leaving aside other people, Hook’s birthday party will be attended by people from the children’s commune and the clinic.

Many members of the Earth Fire have already responded to Oleg, hoping to hold a celebration banquet for the victory over Swaro.

Oleg cleaned up and sent people to guard the hearth hub to prevent anyone from going to the upper area in advance. After ruining the follow-up plan, he also celebrated, so he simply held it together with Hook's birthday party.

Celebrate Hook's birthday at noon, and celebrate a short-lived victory with Earthfire in the evening.

This is why they are so proactive in helping.

Xia Zhihui didn't get up until around nine-thirty, and didn't go to the canteen until nearly ten o'clock to start his career as a chef today.

The vegetables are almost thawed, but thawing still affects the taste. There is nothing we can do about salads, but it is more than enough for stir-fries, vegetable soups, and the like.

Jillian and the two Earth Fire volunteers who came to help processed the vegetables according to his ideas. Xia Zhihui ignited the rocket engine and started stir-frying.

Stir-fried Chinese cabbage, spicy and sour shredded potatoes, each large portion of stir-fried vegetables were placed on iron plates and transported to the sink in the open space.

Uncle Fishman's biscuits and the toasts made by several people last night were put on the table early.

After the ingredients were almost ready, Xier took a long stick and lifted out the rows of salamander meat on the stand, and placed it on the barbecue grill to heat it. The fat fell on the heating ring, giving off a tantalizing and attractive smell.

Luka stood guard by the barbecue grill, staring at the salamander meat intently. It seemed that even Bixier was greedy for this bite.

When Xia Zhihui finished his work, he reluctantly looked away and complained to him.

"I just heard from the kids in the Mole Party today that you made the hole-burning salamander yesterday, and the way you made it is completely different from Turner's."

"You didn't even call me! I can wash the dishes!"