Chapter 131： Slight cleanliness is also addiction

Chapter 131 Slight cleanliness is also an addiction

The thought came out of the space, the sky outside was about to dawn, she felt a little unfinished, stretched her waist, and chose another hair accessory and a pair of small boots for Linger on the trading platform, and she was reluctant to part with it Come out of space.

Didn't take a break either, went out of the house and went straight to the training ground, where her three sons were waiting for her.

Every day at this time, she would lead them to spar, practice attack and dodge, and practice the sensitivity and reaction ability of the body.

Chuan'er, like his father, is not suitable for martial arts training. For him, martial arts training means exercising his body.

Brother Fengyun is really good, when they get older, she will teach them to practice inner strength and mental methods.

It was daylight, and Yuehong came with Ling'er in her arms.

I saw Ling'er broke free from her embrace, and ran towards her mother and brother.

She stood aside, watching her mother and brother fight, and she also gestured with her little hand. Qiao Mai saw how cute her daughter was.

Just as she was going to hug her, she turned around and ran towards Yuehong, giggling, as if she was teasing Qiao Mai.

"Little naughty!"

Qiao Mai shook his head helplessly, and the four of them fought for half an hour before stopping.

"Okay, let's all go back and wash up. After dinner, you still have to go to class."

"Yes, mother!"

The three villains left, Qiao Mai walked up to Linger, bent down and picked her up.

"Mother bought you a beautiful dress, let's go, put it on and show it to Mother."

"Hee hee, beautiful clothes, Linger likes it."

She gently kissed Linger's cheek, "Baby, happy birthday!"

Today, February 2, the dragon raised its head, and it was Ling'er's birthday. She had wanted to wear that beautiful dress on her child's birthday for a long time, and finally got her wish.

Came to Qiao Mai's house, Yuehong and Yuexia were behind her, waiting for the master's orders at any time.

Putting on beautiful little clothes, combing a nice hairstyle, pinning cute hair accessories on her hair, and putting on little boots, Qiao Mai was satisfied.

Yuehong and Yuexia who were behind her wowed, "Miss is really like a fairy boy, so beautiful."

"Needless to say, my daughter must be beautiful."

"Pretty, Huahua, Dai Dai!"

Linger grinned with a small mouth, showing her upper and lower teeth, not to mention how cute she is, she is very fond of the clothes her mother bought for herself.

Qiao Mai raised his eyebrows, "Girl, what do you want for lunch? Mother will make it for you?"

"Cake, creamy."

"Mother will definitely make you a super big one, delicious, but you must eat noodles for breakfast?"

"Uh-huh!"

The adults and children of Qiao’s family celebrate their birthdays with a bowl of longevity noodles. Qiao Mai told them that there are elders in the family who don’t celebrate their birthdays, because their birthdays are the day when their mother passed the hell.

What are you celebrating? To celebrate your mother passing the gate of hell?

So, the old man is here, but it's his birthday.

Of course other people's homes are other people's homes, this is the rule Qiao Mai made for his own family.

But Mrs. Wang personally delivered a pair of gold bracelets to the child after breakfast.

Yuan Jiaqi also bought a pair of pearl flowers for the child, and the small toys bought by Fenger and the others were delivered to Linger one after another.

Just as Qiao Mai was about to make a cake, the old lady stayed in her yard.

She is restless, watching her do it in the small kitchen.

"Your hands are so skillful!"

"If you want to do it, you can do it well. I heard Jiaru say that you were a talented woman back then."

"What kind of talented girl is not as real as a rich girl like you."

"Ha ha"

Qiao Mai said in her heart that her craftsmanship is no problem for the ancients, and after letting them see the craftsmanship of modern people, they will know that her handicraft is not ingenious.

At first I wanted to order a cake from the Internet. Thinking about my daughter’s birthday, a mother has to express it. Besides, if someone else made it, she is not at ease.

First bake the cake and then make the cream. This time I made several colors of cream.

The cake has three layers, with a white background, houses, flowers, grass, and deer. She designed the cake beautifully. The old lady admired it very much, and kept praising Qiao Mai.

"You're an artist too, aren't you? You've caught up with the painters. Whose dim sum chef can make food so beautiful?"

"It was embroidered, otherwise it wouldn't be possible."

"You don't call this a cake, you make an embroidered cake."

When they moved the cake into the living room, Mr. Wang came over with four disciples, and they all knew that Linger's birthday was today.

When seeing the cake, no one was stingy with sweet words, but they praised it vigorously.

"Since they are all here, let's share the cake. After eating, go back to each courtyard. I will take my daughter out for a walk later."

"Stop eating together?"

"Whatever birthday a child celebrates, just eat a bowl of noodles,"

"Mother, can we have a cake like this when we celebrate our birthdays?"

The three Feng'er brothers asked, "Yes, I can ask Mother what I want that day, and Mother will make it for you."

"Great, wow, this cake is so beautifully made, I can't bear to eat it."

"If you don't eat it, it will go bad."

"Then let's eat."

"Ha ha!"

The small courtyard was filled with laughter, and at this moment, a woman appeared at the door of the living room.

"Master, someone from the Feng family has come and said they want to see you."

"Is sister Lu there?"

"No, let them wait a moment, I'll go right away, and you go to the embroidery village and call Sister Lu to come back quickly."

"Yes, master!"

Mr. Wang and Mrs. Wang saw Qiao Mai's unsightly expression, so they got up and said.

"Let's go and have a look together."

Qiao Mai saw that the Yuan family was about to get up and go together, so he hurriedly said.

"You're here watching the kids, let them eat their cake."

"All right!"

When they came to the living room, the Feng family saw that Mrs. Wang and Mr. Wang had followed, and quickly stood up and saluted them.

"I have seen the old man, the old lady."

"Well, sit down!"

Joe McDonnell refused to let him sit in the main seat, and the old gentleman and old lady sat at her lower head.

Today are the old couple from the Feng family, and the young couple Feng Yinshi.

"Are you here for something?" Qiao Mai asked?

"Well, it's really embarrassing to say this. Ever since Xin'er's cold noodle shop opened, the business has been booming. Unexpectedly, after the new year, another cold noodle shop opened opposite her shop. Not only is the price lower, but the taste is also similar to ours. It’s almost the same as home, we came here just to ask.”

Qiao Mai immediately understood Mrs. Feng's words, "Fang Zi gave Xin'er, she didn't buy it, and we didn't sign the paperwork. I can give it to whoever I want, and sell it to whoever I want."

Xin'er quit after hearing this, "Master, how could you do this? You sold it to others, what should I do?"

Qiao Mai glanced at her, and said coldly, "I'm just telling the truth. I didn't open the Liangpi shop in the county town, and I didn't sell the recipe to anyone else."

"real?"

"Why should I give you a guarantee??"

"I'm your apprentice? You can't harm your apprentice."

"Hmph, since you left in the second year of junior high school, you are no longer my apprentice."

Lu Ruxin swayed, "What? Master, you?"

"I don't have an apprentice like you. From now on, you are just sister Lu's daughter. I don't owe you anything, and your family doesn't need to mobilize people to question me."

Qiao Mai got up, "I have sent someone to invite my sister, you are her guests, not mine, excuse me!"

After Qiao Mai left, Mr. Wang and the old lady also stood up.

"Don't go to the palace again in the future, Xin'er, you have crossed the river twice on your master's feet, once you preached and didn't change, and the second time you didn't face you because of your master's face, this time you have the audacity to question me Miss Qiao, isn't she as thick-skinned as you? Hmph, I really don't know what to say!"

The old lady also left, and Mr. Wang looked at the Feng family.

(end of this chapter)