Thoughts poked out of the space, the sky outside was about to dawn, she had a feeling of unfinished, stretched a lazy waist, and on the trading platform, she chose a hair accessory for Ling'er, a pair of small boots, and then reluctantly came out of the space.

didn't rest, she went straight to the martial arts training ground out of the house, and her three sons were waiting for her.

Every day at this time, she takes them to fight, practicing attacks and dodging, practicing her body's agility and reflexes.

Chuan'er, like his father, is not material for martial arts, and for him, martial arts is exercise.

Brother Fengyun is not bad, when they are older, she will teach them to practice internal strength.

It was dawn, and Yuehong came with Ling'er in her arms.

I saw Ling'er break free from her embrace and run in the direction of her mother and brother.

She stood aside, watching her mother and brother fight, and she also gestured with her little hand, Qiao Mai saw the cute appearance of her daughter.

She was about to hug her, but she turned and ran towards Yuehong, giggling, as if she was teasing Qiao Mai.

"Little naughty!"

Qiao Mai shook her head helplessly, and the mother and son fought against each other for half an hour before stopping.

"Okay, let's all go back and wash up, and after a while, you still have to go to class."

"Yes, mother!"

The three villains left, and Qiao Mai walked up to Ling'er, bent down and picked her up.

"My mother bought you a beautiful dress, go, put it on and show my mother."

"Hee-hee, beautiful clothes, Ling'er likes it."

She gently kissed Ling'er's face, "Happy birthday, baby!"

Today, February Erlong raised his head, it was Ling'er's birthday, that beautiful dress, she had wanted her to wear on the child's birthday, and finally got her wish.

When she came to Qiao Mai's house, Yuehong and Yuexia were behind her, ready to listen to her master's orders.

Changing into beautiful little clothes, combing a beautiful hairstyle, pinning cute hair accessories to her hair, and putting on little boots, Qiao Mai was satisfied.

Yuehong and Yuexia behind her wowed, "Miss is really like a little fairychild, so beautiful."

"Needless to say, my daughter has to be pretty."

"Pretty, Flowey, Wear it!"

Ling'er grinned, revealing her small teeth, not to mention how cute she was, she liked the clothes her mother bought for her.

Qiao Mai raised her eyebrows, "Girl, what do you want to eat at noon?" Mother will do it for you?"

"Cake, creamy."

"Mother must make you a super large one, delicious, but you must eat noodles for breakfast?"

"Uh-huh!"

Qiao Mai told them that there are elders in the family who are not on their birthdays, because the day of their birthday is the day when their mother passes the ghost gate.

What do you celebrate? Celebrate your mother's return to the ghost gate?

So, the old man is here, but it's not a birthday.

Of course, other people's homes are other people's homes, this is the rule that Qiao Mai set for his own family.

But after breakfast, Mrs. Wang personally sent a pair of gold bracelets to the child, which is not a big deal, but this gift cannot be missing.

Yuan Jiaqi also bought a pair of bead flowers for the child, and the small toys they bought were all sent to Ling'er one after another. ….

Just as Qiao Mai was about to make a cake, the old lady stayed in her yard.

She's an idle one, watching her do it in the kitchenette.

"You're so skillful!"

"If you want to do it, you can do it well, I heard Jiaru say, I think you were a talented woman at the beginning."

"What a talented girl, but not as rich as you."

"Haha"

Qiao Mai said in her heart that her craftsmanship was no problem with the ancients, and after they saw the craftsmanship of modern people, they would know that her hands were not coincidental.

I originally wanted to order a cake from the Internet, thinking about my daughter's birthday, and being a mother also had to express it, and then say that someone else made it

, She doesn't worry, a slight cleanliness habit is also a fetish, so let's work hard.

The cake is baked first and then the cream is made, and this time the cream is made in several colors.

The cake has three layers, a white background, a house, flowers, grass, and deer, and she designed the cake beautifully, and the old lady really admired it, and praised Qiao Mai constantly.

"You're too good at art, aren't you? I've caught up with the painter, whose dim sum chef can make the food look so good?"

"Embroidery, otherwise it wouldn't have been able to do this."

"You don't call it a cake, make an embroidered cake."

When they moved the cake into the living room, Mr. Wang also came over with four disciples, all of whom knew Ling'er's birthday.

When I saw the cake, no one was stingy with sweet words, but I praised it vigorously.

"Now that we're all here, let's divide the cake, and after eating, we'll go back to each courtyard, and I'll take my daughter out for a walk in a while."

"Aren't we eating together?"

"For a child's birthday, just eat a bowl of noodles,"

"Mother, can we also eat such a cake on our birthday?"

The three Feng'er brothers asked, "Yes, mention to your mother what you want that day, and your mother will do it for you."

"It's so good, wow, this cake is so beautiful, I can't even bear to eat it."

"If you don't eat it, you'll spoil."

"Let's eat it."

"Haha!"

The courtyard was filled with laughter, and at this moment, a mother-in-law appeared at the door of the living room.

"Master, someone from the Feng family is here, saying that they want to see you."

"Is Sister Lu there?"

"No, let them wait, I'll go now, you go to Xiuzhuang again and call Sister Lu to come back quickly."

"Yes, master!"

Mr. Wang and Mrs. Wang saw that Qiao Mai's face was not good-looking, and got up and said.

"Let's go, let's take a look."

Qiao Mai saw that Yuan Jiaqi was about to get up and go together, and said hurriedly.

"You're here watching the kids and let them eat the cake."

"Okay!"

When they came to the living room, the Feng family saw that Mrs. Wang and Mr. Wang had come over, and they hurriedly stood up and saluted them.

"I've seen the old man, the old lady."

"Well, sit down!"

Joe McDon't let him sit on the throne, and the old gentleman and old lady sat down at the head of her.

Today is the old couple of the Feng family, as well as the young couple of Feng Yinshi.

"What are you doing here?" Qiao Mai asked?

"This, I'm really embarrassed to say, since Xin'er's cool skin shop opened, business has been very prosperous, I didn't expect that after the New Year, opposite her shop, another cool skin shop was opened, not only the price is low, the taste is similar to ours, we just want to ask..."

Qiao Mai immediately understood Mrs. Feng's words, "What Fang Zi gave to Xin'er was not bought by her, and we didn't sign the paperwork, so I can give it to whoever I want, and sell it to whoever I want."

Xin'er stopped hearing this, "Master, how can you do this? What should I do if you sell it to someone else?"

Qiao Mai glanced at her and said coldly, "I'm just talking about the fact that I didn't open the cool leather shop in the county seat, and I didn't sell the recipe to others."

"Really?"

"Why do I have to promise you??"

"I'm your apprentice? You can't hurt your children."

"Hmph, since you left in the second year of junior high school, you are no longer my apprentice."

Lu Ruxin's body shook, "What? Master, you?"

"I don't have an apprentice like you, from now on, you are just Sister Lu's daughter, I don't owe you, and your family doesn't need to mobilize people to question me."

Qiao Mai got up, "I've sent someone to invite my sister, you are her guests, not mine, you're out of company!"

After Qiao Mai left, Mr. Wang and the old lady also stood up.

"Rest later

If you want to go to the palace again, Xin'er, you have stepped on your master to cross the river twice, once you preached and did not change, and the second time you did not lose your face because of your master's face, this time she actually shamelessly asked Qiao Niangzi, is she not as thick-skinned as you? Hmph, I don't know what to do!"

The old lady also left, and Mr. Wang looked at the Feng family.

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