Chapter 101： pastry

Han Yingxue took the dim sum and said, "How could Sister Wan bring such a good thing to me?"

"Sister Xueer and I are polite. By the way, I heard that the fourth aunt gave birth, right? Can I go see the fourth aunt?"

Han Yingxue nodded when she saw Han Yingwan's sincerity.

People's demands are not too much, so we can't stop her.

"Four aunts!" Han Yingwan called to Zhao shi sweetly.

"Wan'er, why are you back?" Zhao shi greeted Han Yingwan happily and sat down in front of her.

looked at Han Yingwan, nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile, "Wan'er is really becoming more and more beautiful!"

Han Yingwan smiled shyly and said, "Fourth aunt. Don't make fun of me!"

"Fourth aunt is serious with you, how can you joke about it!"

Zhao Shi looked at Han Yingwan, and it was indeed getting better and better. Especially when she dresses up, she is similar to everyone else.

That pair of pleated skirts is made of pink fabric with some patterns embroidered on it, which is really beautiful. This is really not seen in the country. There is also a silver hairpin on the head, so everyone can afford it, right?

Now Han Yingwan is sixteen years old, just like a flower. Her family, Xue Er, was clearly thirteen years old, but the two stood together, one was obviously like a female doll, and she couldn't be skinny, while the other was slim and well-developed.

Comparing Xueer and Han Yingwan, Zhao's nose is a little sour.

Han Yingwan chatted with the Zhao family for a few words, and then went back.

"Mother, have some snacks!" Han Yingxue opened the food box and handed the snacks that Han Yingwan had just brought to Mrs. Zhao.

"When Yingwen and Yingwu come back, let them eat first?"

"Those little devils are playing wildly outside, I guess they won't be back until it's dark, mother, you eat first!"

Han Yingxue said, took out a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the box and stuffed it into Zhao's hand.

"Cher, you eat too."

"I don't like to eat, mother, eat it!"

These sweet and greasy pastries, she really doesn't eat them.

Han Yingxue licked the corner of his mouth. He has been here for so long, and he hasn't eaten any chili yet. Really miss the taste that irritates the tongue.

It is a pity that chili peppers have not been discovered in this era, and Han Yingxue is a little frustrated thinking that he will never be able to eat chili peppers here in his life.

Mr. Zhao ate and nodded with satisfaction. "Xue'er, this precious thing is delicious."

"Mother, do you like to eat?"

"Yeah!" Zhao shi nodded with a smile, and added: "This thing is precious, and you can't eat it every day if you like it, right?"

"What the heck, when our family is rich, I'll buy as much as you want, mother! No, I'm looking for the best pastry chef in the country to cook pastries for you at home every day!"

Zhao's face showed a gentle smile, and some rough hands covered Han Yingxue's forehead, and said, "Don't think about buying delicious food for your mother all day, and think about yourself first when you have money. Look at Yingwan. , the clothes you are wearing are so beautiful, next time you go to town to buy a good piece of cloth, mother will make clothes for you."

"Mother, I think I'm fine like this..."

Although he was dressed in coarse cloth and pudding, he was neat and clean.

"Then how can it be done!" Zhao shi frowned and said earnestly: "You are almost at the age of marriage now, and you are at the age of proposing a marriage, so you have to dress yourself up anyway?"

Her family's Cher, although she doesn't have to be very good in dress, must not be much worse than other dolls in the village.

Several black lines appeared on Han Yingxue's forehead, originally from her mother's concern about her marriage.