Jane's mother made several desserts and brought them out to the coffee table one by one, and a smell of baking spread in the living room, which made people feel a lot better.

The nursery rhyme took a few photos with her phone, and she took a bite of the chocolate cake with a satisfied expression.

"Wow, Jane's mother, you can make cakes, it's even better than buying outside!" The nursery rhyme blinked, and both eyes lit up.

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