"Brother, there is nothing wrong." Nuan Nuan pouted, with a stubborn look on his face.

Su Chuanchuan looked away with a face turned away, but his eyes were full of tears.

Su Eli looked distressed, gently wiped his face, and whispered softly, "Are you angry because they called you a little liar?"

"No!" Su Chuanchuan said loudly.

But he refused to say why, and just kept silent with tears in his eyes.

This was the first time that the child refused to explain to her. Su Eli couldn't help but feel a little worried. When the two were in a stalemate, Su Nuannuan stamped her little foot aside, "Brother, it's because Huzi said that sister, you are a liar."

That’s why I’m angry!”

Su Eli looked stunned. For a moment, she didn't know what to say. She looked at Su Chuanchuan and touched his head gently, "Chuanchuan..."

"Those who say bad things about my sister are bad people!" Su Chuanchuan couldn't help but burst into tears. "My sister is the best sister in the world, and she is not a liar!"

Su Eli suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

To be honest, the constant attempts and failures these days have made her a little discouraged.

But just when she didn't believe in herself, these two little guys supported her so firmly. How could she not be moved by this?!

Su Eli held Su Chuanchuan in her arms, not caring whether the snot and tears from his crying stained her clothes, "Don't cry, Chuanchuan, of course sister is not a liar."

"Then sister isn't angry with me?" Su Chuanchuan stared with big tearful eyes.

"No, sister will never be angry with you. But fighting is wrong. Sister supervises your exercise every day so that you can fight back effectively when you are bullied, instead of taking the initiative to fight with others." Su Eli thought.

After thinking for a while, she said seriously, "Sister is not a liar. I will make new snacks for you."

"Okay." She rubbed the heads of the two little guys, "Let's go eat. Sister Sang is waiting for you to come back. The food is almost cold."

After the two little guys finished lunch, they went to take a nap.

Su Eli took Su Chuanchuan's coat and went to Sang Xinyue, "Sister Sang, this child's coat was torn in a fight. Please patch it up."

"Okay." Sang Xinyue immediately took it, and while mending her clothes, she chatted with Su Eli, "Look, it's getting cold, and it's time to make winter cotton coats for the children. It's best.

It’s made of this year’s new cotton, which is soft and fluffy, making it the warmest thing to wear.”

"Yes." Su Eli also said with a smile, "Cotton is fluffy and soft and the warmest."

At this moment, an idea suddenly entered her mind.

cotton?!

Su Eli couldn't hold back her excitement, "Sister Sang, have you ever felt that...cotton is just like the clouds in the sky?!"

Sang Xinyue was stunned, "It looks like that, but you can't eat cotton."

"But if I can make something similar to cotton, doesn't that mean I'm making a cloud?!" Su Eli's lips almost reached behind her ears.

In the modern era where she lived, there was a kind of candy called marshmallow. It was soft and soft, just like the clouds in the sky!

In this dynasty, marshmallows did not exist. If she could make marshmallows, wouldn't it be the same as making clouds in the sky?!

Sang Xinyue looked in disbelief, "You can do it? I have never seen such eating before."

"It's just because I've never seen it before that I have to do it!" Su Eli encouraged herself, "I believe in myself and I will definitely be able to do it well!"

She still vaguely remembers the recipe for making marshmallows. As long as she can get the recipe right, the marshmallows will be made.

While Su Eli was studying the recipe carefully at home, Mrs. Wei wandered into Huahua Wanwu by herself.

Entering the flowers and everything, Mrs. Wei saw everything new, and smelled the sweet fragrance in the air that she had never smelled before. A trace of displeasure flashed in Mrs. Wei's eyes.

Although she didn't open a shop, she was the most popular dim sum business in Qingping Village in the past. But this year, for some reason, such a little girl appeared and took away a lot of her business. She was really worried.

make life difficult for!

When Master Wang saw a new guest coming, he quickly stepped forward to greet him. When he saw that it was Mrs. Wei, his enthusiasm suddenly subsided by half.

"What do you want?" Master Wang smiled, but his smile was a little indifferent.

"I came here to take a look, and everyone said that your shopkeeper has a pair of skillful hands, and the desserts he makes are different from others. I also want to come today to see what is different." Mrs. Wei pointed at the cream cake placed there.

"Wrap a piece for me."

Master Wang immediately installed a piece for Mrs. Wei, but Mrs. Wei still had no intention of leaving.

"Where's your shopkeeper?" She asked with a smile, "It's almost time, has she made any snacks?"

Master Wang was a little unhappy. She came here blatantly to inquire about the enemy's situation!

"I'm not bragging, our shopkeeper is the best at making desserts. She will definitely be able to make them by then. Just wait and see." Master Wang smiled, "What else does Mrs. Wei want?"

The smile on Mrs. Wei's face couldn't hold back anymore. She said no more, then turned around and walked out of the gate of Huahua Wanwu.

When she got home, Mrs. Wei took out the cream cake, forked it lightly with the small fork inside, put it in her mouth and took a sip. Her expression immediately became very complicated.

What is this cake called? It is really delicious as she has never tasted before. This Su'eri's ability seems to be really extraordinary.

No, she clenched the fork in her hand tightly. She couldn't really let her make new snacks. Although she was very confident in her willow cake, what if something happened...

If she loses to Su Eli, wouldn't all the white money be given to her?

Then where will she put her face in the future?!

No, she absolutely cannot let Su Eli make the dim sum!

Madam Wei thought of something, put a bag of silver in her pocket, turned around and left the house.

The Brazier Festival is coming soon, and in Su'eri's house these days, everyone is afraid to show off their anger, for fear of disturbing Su'erli.

"The last time, this must be the last time..."

Su Eli muttered, her heart pounding as she held the homemade decorating bag in her hand.

She squeezed out clouds on the smooth porcelain plate. Sang Xinyue watched from the side, feeling a little unsure, "Li Yatou, can such a white paste really make clouds?"

"Let's try it." Su Eli stared at the "clouds" on the porcelain plate. She wouldn't know if she didn't give it a try, but before that, she had never succeeded. What she made was either as hard as a stone or as hard as a stone.
Chapter completed!