Cen Jia got out of bed and couldn't even bother to put on shoes.

Luo Yufen was taken aback: "Jiajia, why are you up, it's still early, go back to sleep." ”

Cen Chunsheng smiled and said: "I usually sleep like a little pig, I don't wake up, but I woke up today, it must be me and your milk who quarreled with you." ”

Cen Jia hugged her grandmother's waist and smiled happily: "Grandma, I can't sleep, I'll help you make buns." ”

Saying that, Cen Jia rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands, and came to the front desk to help.

Although he has not wrapped a bun for many years, Cen Jia's skills when he was a child have not been lost, and when the dough is held in his hand, there is a sense of familiarity imprinted in his bones, but in two or three seconds, a bulging white bun appears at the bottom of his hand.

Luo Yufen felt sorry for Cen Jia: "It's only four o'clock, you go to sleep more, otherwise you will doze off in class during the day." ”

When she saw Cen Jia skillfully wrapping the buns, Luo Yufen's eyes were full of surprise that she couldn't hide: "Jiajia, are you so skilled in wrapping now?" ”

Cen Jia's eyes gathered mist, from the time she was a child to the end of her entire adolescence, she grew up in front of this face table, how could she not be proficient?

"Seeing how much grandma does, I will naturally be." Grandma loves her children, such rough work is tiring, she basically doesn't want juniors to help, Cen Tianhua can't make steamed buns, and Cen Jia's three aunts' skills are also very average, I'm afraid it's not as good as Cen Jia.

The divorce of his parents and the lack of parental care have made Cen Jia sensitive since he was a child, and he has followed his grandparents, and their love is the only thing Cen Jia can grasp.

Cen Jia also wanted to do something for them, because Cen Jia was more familiar with the work of the breakfast shop than his father and aunts.

"Grandparents, I think we should make more steamed buns with several fillings, such as red bean paste, pumpkin, green vegetables and shiitake mushrooms, and dried tofu vermicelli......" Cen Jia tentatively said a few simpler fillings: "Maybe business will be better." ”

Grandpa moved the cage drawer and shook his head with a smile: "I'm too busy, just me and your grandmother do business, the big meat buns at home don't sell enough every day, where is the energy to make other stuffing." ”

"Grandpa, I'll help you ......" Twelve-year-old Cen Jia is considered tall among her peers, and she has a cage drawer that is one meter five and a half tall, which is taller than a person, and she can hold it steadily.

Grandma nodded in agreement: "But you have a flexible mind and can come up with so many kinds of fillings." ”

Cen Jia continued without discouragement: "Then either I will make it, I will mix these fillings, and I will only do business on weekends, and I will take them to sell on the street." ”

Cen Jia has been a housewife for more than 20 years and has long practiced good cooking skills.

Grandpa said that Cen Jia was messing around.

However, in the end, he couldn't help Cen Jia's begging.

Grandma agreed with Cen Jia: "Okay, okay, I'll do it for you on the weekend!" ”

Reaching the first small goal, Cen Jia was refreshed.

Blowing the cool breeze of the summer morning and facing the red sunrise, the cold well water rushed to the white face, sweeping away all the fatigue and haze.

Looking in the direction of the rising sun, the clear apricot eyes reflect the brilliance of seven colors.

Hello in the future!

money, I'm coming......

Cen Jia combed his simple and refreshing ponytail and showed a sweet smile.

The little girl in the mirror, with willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, white skin and beautiful appearance, has two shallow pear vortices on her lips when she laughs.

It's really a pure and beautiful face, who doesn't get confused when you look at it.

No wonder when she was studying, she caused a bunch of peach blossom debts, and she couldn't study in peace, Cen Jia chuckled, but now she won't worry about it anymore, and no one can stop her from studying this time!

Beauty and schooling, as well as getting rich, she wants it!

Walking along the road to the city is the direction of the second elementary school in the county.

Cen Jia took out Xu Tan's letter from his schoolbag and threw it into the trash.

The necklace wanted to be thrown away together, but when she found that it seemed to be a precious metal, she decided to return it to Xu Tan.