As soon as these words came out, a moment of panic flashed in Wiaoyu's eyes.

Linlang took two steps forward.

Those pupils that were so black that they were a bit purple were deep and eerie. They were like unpolished gemstones, beautiful but without warmth, and full of edges and corners that could easily cut someone.

It was a ferocious beast that tore into pieces the false rabbit skin and exposed its sharp claws.

"You, what are you going to do? I belong to the Queen Mother!!" Wongyu felt a chill running down his back, and finally felt something was wrong.

"What can I do? Of course..."

However, the other party's tone was cheerful, and the things in his hands were not slow at all.

"Practice witchcraft."

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The silver light flashed, and the long pointed needle on her hand was inserted into the place where the pain nerves were densest on her body, one after another, ruthlessly!

Wongyu’s painful nose and tears flowed freely.

She wanted to scream, but a large ball of thatch was stuffed in her mouth. She wanted to run away, but found that she was as helpless as a baby in the opponent's hands.

The sweet girl with baby fat on her face was frighteningly strong. One knee was on her waist, and the other hand was pulling her hair, forcing her to look back at her.

"I'm a good-tempered person, but I'm young and energetic, so I can't stand it, especially those who don't give me money and like to make trouble. You should be able to understand this, right?"

She smiled, her teeth white.

She was clearly pretty and sweet, but at this moment she had an inexplicable cold murderous aura. It was like the cold silver needle that was lightly piercing her fragile temple.

"If you let me know that there will be a next time, then this silver needle will be inserted from here. It will pass through bit by bit, and then directly pierce your eyeballs and brain with a bang. Do you understand?"

Her words were calm and soft, as if she were just talking about what to eat today.

Punchline was even more frightened than when he was stabbed just now, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.

"Hey, it's broad daylight, why is the door closed?"

The door was pushed open with a creak.

The moment the bean sprouts came in from outside, Punch was quickly picked up and pushed back to the stove. Linlang also took back the silver needle and returned to his usual gentle appearance.

She had thought it through before transforming into Grandma Rong.

He only picks places that are tricky and difficult to talk about, and his techniques are so profound that even if Miaoyu actually complains, nothing will come out of it.

After beating someone, I feel refreshed and feel much more energetic about my work.

As for the costumes and buns of the sugar figures, Linlang did not completely follow the traditions of Da Qi, but added some novel styles of her own.

Then there was the background, with patches of osmanthus trees and a small pond surrounding it. Linlang pinched a few small colorful goldfish and put them in, then slowly poured the boiled syrup into clear water.

The whole process is a lot of work.

Because sugar is not easy to preserve, in order to maintain the best viewing effect, it can only be made quickly the night before.

He didn't sleep a wink all day and all night, even though Linlang had the label of "strengthening the mountain", he worked overtime until he almost fainted.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, it was even more busy.

After cooking the four dishes myself, I mixed a large bowl of snowskin dough with cooked glutinous rice flour, rice flour, sugar and milk.
Chapter completed!