"Auntie, I can also make clothes for your age! I guarantee they will look good! Just pick the fabric you like." Hua Zhao persuaded Ye Fang regardless of the surrounding eyes.
Just watch it, no matter what outsiders say! Anyway, it will be a "sunny day" soon, and you will wear it like this on the street from now on. If you are anxious, there are still people wearing bellybands on the street.
Hua Zhao persuaded her enthusiastically, and Ye Fang reluctantly chose a few pieces of material, all of which were plain and elegant, and then selected a few more pieces for Hua Zhao, all of which were bright and floral.
Little girls should wear more nice things. If you don’t wear them when you are 18, why don’t you wait until you are 80?
After buying the fabric, Ye Fang took Hua Zhao to buy pastries.
She was afraid that Hua Zhao would be hungry and there would be no food at home, and she would be too embarrassed to cook, so she planned to buy her some ready-made food.
Hua Zhao quickly stopped her: "Auntie, if you don't buy these, I won't eat them." Good guy, the snacks here cost more than ten or twenty yuan a catty, which is almost as much as a person's monthly salary. It's too luxurious.
She already knew that Ye Fang's family didn't have much savings.
She and Qin Xiangdong earn dead wages. At most, their wages are a little more than ordinary workers. But together they don't have 3,000 yuan a year. They have to eat, drink, provide for themselves, and buy so many imported appliances. It's estimated that they won't have much left.
money.
Moreover, they also have a son who is studying in college in the south and is not married.
She couldn't spend all the money she would spend on her future daughter-in-law.
"This cream cake is delicious! Buy some and try it."
"I don't like cream, it's too greasy," Hua Zhao said.
"Then buy this meat floss. It has a salty taste and is not greasy." Ye Fang said.
"No, no, I don't know what kind of meat it is made of."
The salesperson immediately rolled his eyes at her.
Ye Fang saw that she was determined not to buy it, but he liked her even more in his heart.
He's not a light-lidded person.
"I like to eat, I'll buy some." Ye Fang finally used this method.
Hua Zhao said, "If you like it, I'll cook it for you! I can cook it!"
The salesperson couldn't stand it anymore: "Our pastry chefs all learned their skills from foreign Western chefs. There are not many such talents in the country. What do you know?"
Those little eyes can be used as emoticons.
Hua Zhao suddenly wanted to open a cake shop!
Forget it, let’s wait a few years. Nothing can be done now.
"What's your attitude?" Ye Fang was angry. She hated to see others bullying her children!
The waiter suddenly shrank her neck and became silent. She had just seen the two of them comparing pictures but not buying. She thought they were poor people who came to the countryside to gain experience. However, when the woman's eyes widened, she knew she had been wrong.
"Forget it, aunt, it's not necessary to be acquainted with such a person. It will only lower your own style." Hua Zhao took Ye Fang's arm and pulled her away.
Ye Fang turned to look at her. The little girl smiled so lightly that she really didn't take other people's contempt seriously.
This kind of open-mindedness is rare, and no one of her age can achieve it.
Hua Qiang teaches children well.
Hua Zhao took Ye Fang to the home appliance area upstairs: "Auntie, can we buy an oven? It's best to use an oven to make cakes."
"Are you really good at it?" Ye Fang asked curiously.
"Of course, my grandpa has eaten it and probably told me how to make it, so I studied it at home and figured it out. However, I use the clay kiln I built as an oven at home, and this building cannot use it.
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"Okay! Let's buy it then." Ye Fang took Hua Zhao to buy an oven.
An oven is not cheap at this time, costing more than 500 yuan!
Ye Fanghua felt a little distressed when she went out, but the child wanted to make a cake for her, so let's buy it.