Zhang Tan guessed that Ma Lanhua didn't necessarily believe Xiao Bai's words, but that she didn't dare to accept such a gift, so she pretended to be confused, took Xiao Bai's words as a joke, and almost beat the child.
Zhang Tan had to think of a way to make her accept it.
Xiaobai happened to see Bai Jianping wandering on the streets of Huangjiacun, looking here and there. Xiaobai immediately became excited, wondering if her uncle was going to cause trouble?
This little guy secretly watched Bai Jianping's every move and didn't let Zhang sigh, so as not to alert the snake.
The father and daughter hid behind a telephone pole. Xiaobai stared at Bai Jianping and saw Bai Jianping walking into the exquisite shop.
The two looked up and saw that the name of this small shop was "Xiao Zhan Cake Shop".
The two of them looked at each other, neither of them expecting Bai Jianping to sneak into the cake shop.
Xiaobai immediately ran out from behind the telephone pole and ran to the cake shop. She poked her head at the door and looked at the situation inside. After confirming that her uncle was inside, she pretended to be just passing by and happened to enter the shop. Then she talked to her uncle.
Had an interview.
"Oh! It's uncle - what a coincidence - hahaha~~~"
Xiaobai fully applied what he learned and used his acting skills in life, but after all, he was not as natural as Da Yanyan and could not achieve a perfect performance.
So much so that her uncle became suspicious, stared at her and said, "Gua Wazi, are you following me?"
Xiaobai quickly waved his hands to deny it, muttering to himself why his uncle was so powerful, and he could tell at a glance that she was following her.
"You said it wasn't stalking, otherwise why would you have come to the cake shop?" Bai Jianping made up his mind that Xiaobai was stalking him!
Xiaobai continued to deny, and waved her old man in, using her old man as a shield, and said: "I came here with the old man. My old man wants to eat cake, and I'm here to buy it for him. Uncle, you are here.
What?"
Bai Jianping saw Zhang Tan coming from outside and nodded towards him.
Zhang Tan smiled and said: "What a coincidence, Xiaobai wants to eat... I want to eat cake, and I just wanted to come in to buy it."
"Hohoho~~~" Xiaobai laughed awkwardly.
Bai Jianping was doubtful.
"Uncle, I'll treat you to some cake, what kind do you want to eat?" Xiaobai began to be attentive.
But Bai Jianping said: "I don't eat cake, it's too greasy and it's too high."
"What's high?" Xiaobai asked.
"San Gao, even if I tell you, you don't understand."
Zhang Tan asked: "Aren't you here to buy cakes? We can buy them together."
Only then did Bai Jianping reveal his purpose.
He wants to buy cakes, but not now. He just wants to check out the categories of cakes so that he can buy them directly when needed in a few days.
For cakes with special requirements, you can also ask the cake shop to customize them in advance.
Bai Jianping came to prepare for Malanhua's birthday. Malanhua was about to celebrate her birthday and he wanted a larger cake.
In the past, Bai Jianping didn't put so much thought into it. When he and Malanhua celebrated their birthdays, they just had two more eggs than usual.
Relatively speaking, Bai Jianping celebrated more birthdays, while Malanhua's birthday often happened after a long time passed, and then one day she suddenly remembered it and realized that she had missed her birthday for a long time.
In this regard, Bai Jianping has not done enough.
In the past, he could hardly remember Malanhua's birthday, but when he thought about it carefully, he actually had a birthday every year. Although it was just one or two more eggs, at least it had a sense of ritual.
No matter how busy her life is, Malanhua still remembers these things clearly.
On the contrary, he never remembered Malanhua's birthday and missed it many times.
This time, Bai Jianping remembered it very clearly and started preparing a week in advance.
Otherwise, he had recently made Malanhua angry. Malanhua was in a cold war with him and hadn't spoken to him for three days.
As for the reason, alas, he couldn't find out by jumping into the Yellow River.
In fact, it is very simple to say it.
One day after dinner, a girl from Huangjia Village came downstairs to his house and asked him to dance. She happened to be caught by Ma Lanhua.
Bai Jianping was almost beaten to death.
But he didn't dare to get angry. All he could think about now was how to win back the little fairy's heart.
Bai Jianping would not tell Xiaobai and Zhang Tan these reasons.
"Your aunt is having her birthday in a few days, and I'm going to order a birthday cake." Bai Jianping said.
Xiaobai was startled, and quickly counted with his fingers, pretending, and then suddenly, he was pleasantly surprised.
"Really, it's my aunt's birthday!"
Bai Jianping curled his lips and asked: "When will it be calculated?"
Xiaobai:→_→!
At this time, Old Man Zhang helped her out.
"Since it's my birthday, why not make it bigger and invite a few more people to join in the fun," Zhang Tan suggested.
Bai Jianping hesitated.
Xiaobai immediately echoed: "Yes! My old man is right! Make it bigger! Make it lively! Invite a few more people!"
Immediately, I thought of the cute little girl from not long ago, and said excitedly: "Call Xiaobai to come and play together!"
Bai Jianping was racking his brains to please Ma Lanhua. After listening to Zhang Tan's opinion, he already agreed in his heart. He wanted to give Lao Ma a surprise to make her happy and maybe she wouldn't be angry anymore.
"Uncle, what kind of cake do you want to buy?"
Xiaobai asked, looking around in the store to choose the biggest one.
However, the cakes in this store are all relatively small in size, and there are no big cakes like Xiaobai wants.
Zhang Tan asked the boss if he could make a reservation and customize one.
Of course, the boss had no problem. He asked about various requirements, collected the deposit, and arranged a time with Zhang Tan to pick it up.
After leaving the cake shop with Bai Jianping, Xiaobai enthusiastically invited Bai Jianping to play with the little red horse. Bai Jianping felt that the little red horse was not interesting, but couldn't stop Xiaobai's enthusiasm, so he reluctantly went along.
It was late in the evening, and some children had arrived at Little Red Horse Academy, but not many. As far as the eye could see in the yard, there were a few little ones humming and fucking enthusiastically in the sand pit.
Bai Jianping recognized Xiaoxiao and Xiaolizi at a glance, but did not recognize the other, younger, little one.
Xiaobai told him that it was Teacher Xiaoliu's daughter, named Xiaowang.
At this time, a teacher walked out of the classroom, but Bai Jianping didn't recognize him. Only then did he know that there was a new teacher in Little Red Horse Academy.
"Hoo ho ho, this one is Xiao Fei's mother." Xiao Bai secretly laughed and said, "There is another one in the classroom, Xiao Song Qin's mother."
"Okay, we're recruiting teachers." Bai Jianping said, wandering around the yard. At Lao Li's invitation, the two sat down to drink tea and chat.
Xiao Bai ran away, but soon appeared again with a stack of brochures in his arms, running to sell to his uncle.
But as soon as Lao Li saw her, he said: "Will you give me a room? Don't run away, we agreed to give it to me!"
Lao Li laughed loudly when he saw the little white rabbit running away again.
There is a radio on the coffee table, which is broadcasting the day's news highlights.
Bai Jianping was also very interested. While chatting with Lao Li, he listened with great interest.
Suddenly, the news broadcast said: "The nomination list for this year's Golden Rooster Awards has come out, and the candidates for the best film include: "Mo Di"... "The Pursuit of Happiness"..."
Lao Bai perked up and happened to meet Lao Li's gaze.
Lao Li asked: "Are there two movies by Zhang Tan?"
Lao Bai said yes.
Lao Li immediately shouted at the top of his lungs: "Zhang Tan——"
This roar startled Bai Jianping, and also startled the three children who were secretly digging sand in the sand pit, and they all looked at him.
