"Old lady, look, I was careless, if the concubine knew that the pastries were all eaten by Mao Mao, then the concubine would definitely make more ......."

"No need. The old lady interrupted Zhou's words in a cold tone, and his face was not very good-looking.

She even let her baby grandson eat the same pastries as Maomao? Hmph, what did she think of Yue'er?

"Since Yue'er said to give Maomao to eat, let's give it food. The old lady continued with a straight face. Whichever is bad for her precious grandchild, she won't give her a good look.

"Yes. The smile on Zhou's face was even more ugly than crying.

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At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, I finally stayed up until the "meeting", but Qu Yiyi did not go back to the room to rest, but went to the big kitchen to find ingredients and make desserts as soon as possible.

After this battle, she finally figured out how important it is to have good cooking skills.

Luckily, she used to like to make her own desserts to satisfy herself, and although her craftsmanship is not the best, it is better than fresh. There are many varieties of sweets in the modern world, and there are many ways to make them, and even if she changes her patterns every day, she can still last for a while.

And today, she plans to make a milk pudding first. In addition to the foodie's share of the young master, those cousins also have a share.

Tomorrow is the day when the three dynasties return to the door, and it is estimated that she should not have time to play Keju with a few of them, so she plans to give each of them a milk pudding as compensation.

Qu Yiyi asked Yuping and the other two little maids to find the utensils needed to make pudding, and she went to get the milk needed to make pudding. After getting the milk, Qu Yiyi was about to return to Mingyue Xuan, but when she passed by a small garden, a strange man's voice suddenly stopped her.

"Sister-in-law. ”

The one who called her sister-in-law was naturally one of Meng Yue's half-brothers. I don't know which one it is.

With such a conjecture, Qu Yiyi turned around.

It was a beautiful man with a warm smile and a handsome face, who looked to be in his early twenties, and should be the eldest son of the Zhou family, that is, Meng Zheng, the second young master of the Meng family.

"It turned out to be the second uncle, is there something wrong?" Although I only saw him once at Ziyuan this afternoon, Qu Yiyi has the ability to never forget beautiful men.

It's just that there is no harm without contrast. Although he also looks very good, he is still a lot inferior to Meng Da foodies.

"What is the use of my sister-in-law holding these things?" As she spoke, Meng Zheng had already come to her.

He looked at her with a smile, very different from the beautiful man who didn't say a word and was willing to be a quiet beautiful man with Shion.

"Well, I'm going to make some dessert with some milk. Qu Yiyi replied truthfully.

"Is it for the eldest brother?" Meng Zheng continued to smile and discharged at Qu Yiyi.

A handsome guy smiling at a girl, in Qu Yiyi's cognition, is the act of discharge.

"Hmm. Qu Yiyi nodded, and then looked away without a trace, not letting the eyes of the two sides meet.

"I really envy my eldest brother for being able to marry a virtuous wife like my sister-in-law. Meng Zheng kept talking to her, as if it wasn't as simple as meeting her by chance and then saying hello to her.

Qu Yiyi suddenly raised his vigilance. Xindao, did he want to take the opportunity to help his mother get angry?

After all, when she was in Aster in the afternoon, her big foodie didn't make a fool of his biological mother.

No, she can't stand here and let him find a chance to find fault, she has to find a way to get out quickly.