Chocolate noodle cake

I met my husband when I was in Beijing from Inner Mongolia, who, although not very well-looking, still made me his wife because of his unfailing concern for me, his kindness, his romance and his persistence (although his family did not want to marry her). As the placenta was kept in bed for six months, the last two months were spent in hospital. When I came out of the operating room, the first thing I saw was my husband. I saw his tears coming down... In the days to come, my husband will never let me do the work that he will do, and all that is good is for me and the children, and the money is for us, and every night he will wake up to cover me and the children and say, "I will do my best to make you happy, even though I have not given you the wealth." I made this cake on my husband's birthday. All the food is his favorite. A lot of friends came to him for his birthday that day, and when I brought this cake out, I was cheering and saying that my husband was so happy! Chocolate is sweet and sweet, and three handmade roses are the love of you, the hand of your son, and the age of your son... ..and my husband, you are enough