Chapter 258 Sequelae
Thinking about it, I feel quite uncomfortable.
Fortunately, in a few years, supplies will no longer be as scarce as they are now, and people will no longer need to use various vouchers to buy things. By then, she will use Dundun to take out the things she purchased from the system mall, and she will not need to It’s hard for me to continue telling lies to cover up the secret that belongs to her alone.
“You, you are so thin, don’t tire yourself out.”
Ms. Qi feels distressed.
“It’s not tiring at all to step on the sewing machine.”
Well, she has actually never used a sewing machine to sew clothes so far, let alone sewing multiple pieces at once.
However, Jiang Li felt that with her brain, sewing clothes with a sewing machine would definitely not be a problem for her.
After all, when she sewed small bags and schoolbags for San Zaizai, she had gone from being unfamiliar with the sewing machine to becoming proficient at it.
"Why aren't you tired? After working on the sewing machine for a long time, your hands, feet, eyes, and neck will feel unbearable. Don't worry about me and your godfather anymore in the future. The same goes for Xuanxuan. I am a grandma. Can it still freeze him?"
"Okay, okay, godmother, let's not talk about this anymore. You can try the pastries I made." Jiang Li said with a smile, and shouted to Song Xuan's door: "Xuan Xuan, take your brothers and sisters out to eat pastries." La!"
Just a moment later, Song Xuan walked in front, followed by three little Mingrui, and one of the four little ones arrived in the living room.
“Grandma, the cakes made by my mother are very delicious!”
Minghan, the nanny, snuggled up to Ms. Qi’s legs and said something with a sweet voice and a smile.
Ms. Qi looked kindly and asked with a warm smile: "The pastries made by your mother are indeed delicious. Which one do you want to eat?"
“Hanhan doesn’t want to eat, this is what mommy is giving to grandma and brother Xuanxuan.”
Naituanzi Minghan shook his head.
Although the cakes made by his mother are really delicious, he is a good boy and will not compete with his grandma and brother Xuanxuan for food.
“Here, grandma treats you to something to eat.”
Ms. Qi is naturally happy that Naituanzi Minghan is sensible, but the cakes are made for people to eat, so how can she be stingy about it?
What's more, the pastries placed in front of her were made by the little guy's mother. She took them from home and put them on the coffee table. There was no reason for the child to watch them while she sat here and ate like nothing happened. Seeing that Hanhan didn't pick up the milk dumpling for a while, Ms. Qi looked at her eldest grandson and said, "Xuanxuan, pass a piece to Ruirui and Weiwei as well."
Song Xuan: "...wash your hands." After saying that, the young man waved to Xiao Mingrui: "...go, wash your hands..."
“Mom, I can eat a small piece after I wash my hands, okay?”
Minghan Naituanzi asked her mother for her opinion.
Jiang Li smiled and nodded: "Of course."
Xiao Mingwei: "Mom, Weiwei and her second brother share a piece of cake."
Jiang Li: "Ask your second brother if he is willing?"
Xiao Mingwei: "Second brother?"
Naituanzi Minghan responded: "Okay."
After Song Xuan left the living room with the three Xiao Mingrui, Ms. Qi said: "It tastes better than anything bought outside."
“If you praise me more from my godmother, I will keep up my good work.”
Before Jiang Li came to this world, she didn’t actually make meals often, but once she did, she was definitely very particular about it.
For example: the color, fragrance and flavor must be complete.
“Your skills are comparable to those of professional pastry chefs, so there is no need to specialize.”
After eating a piece of mung bean cake, Ms. Qi did not touch the pastry again. She and Jiang Li chatted wordlessly. When she saw Song Xuan returning to the living room with the three little ones, she pointed at the pastry and signaled to Song Xuan and Xiao Mingrui. share.
At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Li took the three Zaizai back to her home. It was also at this moment, when she walked into the living room and sat on the sofa, that she suddenly felt weak and weak all over.
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(End of this chapter)