"Pay it back to me, pay it all to me!" SUN shouted arrogantly, completely forgetting Jing Jiaren's instructions for him to "please" Mr. Ximen...
Ximen Fenglie wiped his face clean calmly.
SUN simply buried her face in his knees, hugged his legs and ignored him.
Vic came over to fetch water and saw Mr. Ximen sitting there, his brows slightly furrowed, looking quite embarrassed.
After thinking for a moment, "Vic."
"Yes, Master..."
"Go to Chinatown and ask a noodle chef to come over. Now!"
The dough sculpture is a kind of Han folk handicraft that is simple to make but highly artistic. It uses flour and glutinous rice flour as the main raw materials, plus colors, paraffin, honey and other ingredients. It is made into a soft and soft product after anti-cracking and mildew-proof treatment.
of various colored doughs.
There are often masters who make "Sun Wukong", "Guanyin", "little animals" and other face figures and sell them to children.
SUN's ears moved and asked: "What is a face man?"
"The dough is a hundred times more skillful than yours." Mr. Ximen gave him a sarcastic look.
SUN stared back at him unconvinced: "Humph! Then pinch it and show it to me!"
Master Ximen brought a clean towel for Sun to clean.
Vic hung up the receiver and came back: "Master, we have sent someone to look for it."
Ximen Fenglie glanced at the cake on the ground: "Clean it up. Check the safety."
Vic thought he heard wrongly.
Only the food that the master wants to eat will be tested for safety... to prevent the food from being poisonous.
Of course, Mr. Ximen would not doubt SUN. He might be doubting Jing Jiaren. And it was also his eating habits.
"Master, this cake fell on the floor and is very dirty."
Ximen Fenglie's arm froze, and the dangerous aura in his body made up for it.
"Does my instruction make sense to you?"
"Don't dare..."
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Jing Jiaren promised to make another cake for Sun to eat.
But the whole cake has been baked, and SUN hasn't come back yet...
She was a little worried. Did something happen in the middle and the plan to please failed?
Jing Jiaren couldn't go see the situation, so she had to carry the cake back to the room and wait.
The time is getting later and later, night is falling.
Just when she couldn't hold it any longer, the door opened, and SUN's little figure jumped in, shouting eagerly: "Queen, look, look!"
I saw a few wooden sticks in his hand.
On the top of the wooden sticks, there is a face-shaped figure stuck on each stick.
Jing Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief: "Why did you go so long? Have you done everything your mother asked you to do?"
SUN ran to her feet and showed her the dough man with great interest: "I'm making a dough man!"
There are two faces on the left hand, one is Ximen Longting and the other is Jing Jiaren.
There are also two faces on the right hand, one is Ximen Longting, the other is SUN...
"Is this your father and me?" Jing Jiaren took it over with a smile, "It's so exquisite, so realistic... Are these two here your father and you?"
"No!" SUN shook his head, "This is not KING, but an old stubborn!"
"Old stubborn?" Jing Jiaren paused and quickly reacted, "Have you given grandpa a new nickname?"
"He is always stubborn and has a bad temper!"
"Then what are you, a stubborn little boy?"
Jing Jiaren squinted her eyes and looked at the man in front of her carefully.