After finishing the cake and making porridge again, she suddenly remembered what she had forgotten.

She turned to look at Anya and asked, "Mom, when is Uncle Zuowen's birthday?"

"The day after tomorrow, Monday." Anya said.

Porridge counted on his fingers, the variety show lasted for two days, that is tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow was uncle Zuowen's birthday. It was so tight.

She hasn't learned how to make cakes yet.

Seeing her embarrassment, Anya rubbed her little head and said, "It's okay, let's do it together. Mom has learned it, and I can do it."

She had just been watching it for a long time, and it seemed quite simple.

Porridge thought for a moment and shook his head, "I want to do it too. I promised uncle Zui owes it. If I only let mom do it and I don't move, uncle Zui owes him for sure."

Hearing this, Anya's eyes softened.

She knew that Qi Zhou still cared about Ling Feng.

That bad mouth really makes people have no desire to change their mouth.

"Let's do this." After thinking for a moment, she said, "Porridge, you go to participate in the show first, and then I will take you to skip class on Monday, and we will go out to study again. We will definitely be able to celebrate Lingfeng's birthday in the evening.

learn."

Hearing this, Porridge's eyes lit up.

She thinks it will work!

Qin Bei said enviously: "I also want to make a birthday present for Uncle Ye, is that okay?"

Hearing this, Qin Lie glanced at him, "Are you sure?"

The relationship between the two of them is not that good. They want to give each other a birthday gift because they clearly want to skip school together.

Meeting his gaze, Qin Bei's neck shrank, he didn't dare to speak anymore, and made a sad face as he cried, "How come my uncle has double standards? Why don't you just go to class?"

Moreover, this is for Uncle Ye. Isn’t he afraid that Uncle Ye will take away the porridge?

In fact, Qin Lie is really not afraid.

Although he will be a little jealous, he also knows that it will be a matter of time.

and……

His gaze fell on Anya and his eyes moved slightly.

There wasn't much time left before the reincarnation time calculated by Qi Zhou, which was just two days after Ye Lingfeng's birthday.

Anya also thought about this, touched Porridge's little head and said: "Porridge, mommy will accompany you this time."

She wanted to stay with her for a little longer.

"Yeah!" Congee nodded vigorously and reached out to hug her.

The mother and daughter looked at each other and smiled, and began to make the cake again.

Congee gave Anya a talisman, which gave her a physical form and allowed her to touch these things.

Looking at the cake she made, it was all twisted and the butter was ugly. Porridge couldn't help but fell silent for a moment, raised her little head and asked doubtfully: "Mom, didn't you say you learned it?"

Anya's face also stiffened for a moment, and she retorted in a low voice: "Isn't it considered good after you learn how to use your eyes?"

porridge:"……"

Don't bully her for not graduating from kindergarten, she's not stupid!

The mother and daughter looked at each other, and there was silence in the air for a while.

Qin Lie was also silent for a moment. Looking at the extremely abstract cake, he suddenly understood who inherited the artistic skills of Porridge.

Doesn’t this find the root cause?

Finally, Congee said: "It's okay. If we do a few more, we will definitely learn it!"

"Yeah!" Anya nodded vigorously, the little girl is so considerate.

So, the two made an uglier cake.

By the end, Congee's belly was bulging. She waved her hands and said for the first time in her life: "I can't eat anymore."

Anya also burped, nodded in agreement, and leaned on the chair indifferently, "Corridge, why don't we go to the mall and buy something ready-made."

This handicap guy can't afford to get hurt, but he can't afford to get his stomach hurt.

Congee didn't want to give up, so he stood up with strength and said, "I can still do it!"

This is the last birthday that my mother celebrates for my uncle, and it cannot be bought with money.

Thinking about it, Porridge picked up the cake embryo again.

The next second, her little body fell down and she got into Qin Lie's arms, saying pitifully: "Dad, your belly is so full."

She really couldn't eat anymore!

Qin Lie raised his hand and rubbed her head, "It's okay, there's still time, let's study tomorrow. It's getting late, let's go back first."

Qin Nan and Qin Bei also nodded repeatedly, and even Qin Feng, who had been silent for the whole time, also nodded and touched his stomach. With three bitter gourd faces, they couldn't eat anymore.

Congee’s hands are too clumsy!

Not as good as what they did!

Not knowing what his brothers were complaining about, Porridge also nodded when he heard this, waved his little fat paw and said: "We will fight again tomorrow!"

"Let's go, let's go." After saying that, she immediately pulled Qin Lie out.

She suddenly felt that she didn't want to eat cake anymore.

Anya ran faster than her, and there was already a shadow.

Ye Lingfeng was waiting for them in the living room at the moment. When he heard the sound, he walked out quickly.

He smiled and asked: "What gift have you prepared for me? I came back so late."

It’s definitely a big gift!

Unexpectedly, upon hearing her question, Congee and Anya suddenly said "yue" and didn't want to remember it!

Porridge couldn't stand it anymore, so he spread his short legs and ran quickly into the house, and Anya quickly followed.

The smile on Ye Lingfeng's face froze and he looked at them confused, what's going on?

No more love?

He turned to look at Qin Lie, looking at him suspiciously, "What did you do? Did you say bad things about me?"

Qin Lie glanced at him, ignored him, and walked towards the house.

Ye Lingfeng was so angry that he stood there with a dark face.

It must be a good thing he did!

In the room, Congee and Anya fell on the bed together. Congee said: "Mom, actually I think your suggestion is quite good. It's not impossible for us to exchange it for a gift."

Anya nodded, "Then what should I change?"

Congee thought for a while, then suddenly sat up and said excitedly: "Fourth senior brother taught me carving, I owe my uncle a wood carving as a gift!"

Unexpectedly, she still had such a hand, Anya also became interested, "Okay."

As she said, she jumped out of bed, ran to the cupboard and pulled out the big bundle she had brought with her when she went down the mountain. She buried her little head in it and rummaged through it for a long time. Finally, she finally got it.

All her tools were turned inside out.

A piece of wood, and a set of knives.

Anya also drifted over and took a look. It was boxwood, the most suitable material for wood carvings. The knives were also complete. It seemed that Zorridge had two brushes on the wood carving.

Congee feels the same way.

She confidently sat on the ground with her little chubby legs crossed, and said, "I'll carve a mother and give it to uncle Zuiyin!"

Anya nodded and acted as a model in cooperation, with a face filled with anticipation.

Porridge was also sitting upright, looking up at her from time to time, her breasts were full of seriousness.

Seeing Anya nodding in her heart.

Just look at this expression!

Soon, an hour passed.

Anya was tired from sitting, and finally, Congee said: "Okay!"

Hearing this, Anya perked up and hurriedly came closer. When she saw the green-faced and fanged man above, her smile suddenly froze on her face.

Is this her?

Porridge still said confidently: "How about it, looks like mom, right? From now on, when we miss mom, we can all watch this!"

Anya: "..."
Chapter completed!