Chapter 85 This was made by my mother

  Neither Pei Baoshan nor Wang Cuilan can help much at this time, they have been sitting at a table watching.

  Seeing the peach cake and jujube cake gradually decrease, both of them couldn't help but slap their tongues.

  Peach crisps and jujube cakes, delicious are delicious, but in fact, you don’t care about your fullness and you can’t eat it as a meal.

  For Pei Baoshan and Wang Cuilan, this is completely dispensable.

  Let them spend money to buy this food every day, and they would rather choose not to eat it.

  These people in the county seat bought these two things without blinking their eyes.

  The money of the people in this county is really good!

Jiang Ran looked at the expressions of Pei Baoshan and Wang Cuilan, and felt amused in his heart.

  She could guess what they were thinking, but she didn't intend to say anything more.

  People are always different from people, and their needs are also different.

  Pei Baoshan and Wang Cuilan are used to being frugal, and they are more willing to save money just in case.

  But for people who work in the county and have a fixed salary, they are still willing to satisfy the occasional appetite.

  After all, eating well will make people feel good.

  If you feel better, your life will become better.

  Wait until the time was almost up, Wang Cuilan stood up and said, "I will pick up Xiao Jing."

  She can't help much here temporarily, so let Pei Jing take it back.

  Pei Baoshan also stood up, "I will go with you."

  The two left together, and within ten minutes, they took Pei Jing’s hand and walked back.

  The distance from the kindergarten here is further, and it only takes three minutes to walk there.

  This round and round, it doesn’t take ten minutes to count the time to pick up people.

  It’s not the first time Pei Jing has come to the shop, but the shop that started business is always a little different from the shop that didn’t open before.

  After entering the store, Pei Jing looked up, with big curious eyes, and looked at everything in the store.

  Looking around, Pei Jing saw Tao Su.

  There are only more than ten pieces of peach pastry left, but it looks delicious.

  As soon as Pei Jing's eyes fell on the peach crisp, Jiang Ran noticed, and immediately took a peach crisp and handed it to Pei Jing, "Eat!"

   Pei Jing's face was a little red, obviously a little embarrassed, "This is for money!"

  If he wants to sell something to make money, he still doesn’t want to eat it?

   Jiang Ran couldn’t help but put the peach pastry into his hands, “Even if you want to sell it, it’s not bad. We’ve all eaten it. This is yours.”

  Pei Jing still believed Jiang Ran's words. Hearing Jiang Ran said that they had already eaten them, he held the peach crisp in both hands, brought it to his mouth, and took a small bite.

  The peach is crispy and crisp, you can hear the crisp sound when you bite it down.

  Pei Jing chewed, eating very carefully and very happy.

  He was standing at the door of the store. Just after taking two bites, he heard someone calling his name.

  Jiang Ran heard it, and followed the voice and looked over.

  I saw a three or four-year-old girl, who was leading a young woman walking towards this side at this time.

  The little girl wears two horn braids, her skin is white and tender, her cheeks are chubby, and she looks very cute.

  She got closer and closer, and soon stopped in front of the store.

   "Pei Jing, what are you eating?"

   asked the little girl, her eyes were still staring at Pei Jing’s peach cake, obviously very curious.

  Pei Jing looked at the peach pastry in her hand, and took a piece from the other side where she hadn't bitten, and handed it to the little girl, “This is the peach pastry made by my mother, let me try it!

  The little girl took it with both hands, her eyebrows curled up with a smile, "Thank you Pei Jing!"

  (End of this chapter)

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