Gu Nuoer quickly interrupted: "Mommy, I put too much sugar. The customer said it was too sweet. Just put less sugar next time. It'll be fine!"
Aunt Hu felt a little worried. She helplessly rubbed her flour-stained hands with her apron.
"Really, I tasted a little at first and didn't think it was too sweet. Maybe the tastes of young people nowadays are different."
Gu Nuo'er kept a sweet smile, she ran to hug Nanny Hu's arm and acted coquettishly.
"Mommy, Nuo'er usually likes to eat sweet things, so you must have added too much sugar because of that. It doesn't matter, just use less sugar next time."
Aunt Hu then smiled and said, "Okay, I will definitely remember it."
Except for Gu Nuoer who smiled as if nothing had happened, the others had a somewhat heavy expression.
The little guy waved his hand: "I'm going to take these pastries back to share with my brothers. Since the store is closed, you should go back first. I'm going to wait here for Brother Siming to pick me up."
Ning Chudie knew that the little princess had told a lie.
When she came just now, she clearly said that Marquis Yongye was busy today and she was here to relieve his boredom.
Everyone was a little worried, and Gu Nuoer proudly took out a silver note.
"Sister Chudie, go and take Aunt Hu, Grandpa Jiang and Aunt Qu to the best restaurant nearby to open a few good rooms and have a rest. Otherwise, others will say that after making money, this little boss is reluctant to part with him.
Flowers for you!”
Everyone did not move and looked at the little princess with distress.
The princess must have wanted to take matters into her own hands again.
"Go!" Gu Nuoer urged again.
Xie Yunxiang didn't want the little guy's wish to be disappointed, so he suggested: "You all go and relax. The princess is kind to you, so don't refuse her again and again."
In this way, Ning Chudie took the banknote and put it into his sleeve.
She forced a smile and walked to the front: "Thank you very much, princess. Let's have a good rest today."
Aunt Hu was still a little worried: "Why don't you go? I still have a basket of cakes steaming in the kitchen, so I can't leave."
Gu Nuoer pushed her back with her little hand: "Mommy, you have been tired for so long. Just leave it alone today. Leave the pastries to me. Brother Siming will come later. If you are hungry, you can still eat some.
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After hearing this, Grandma Hu had no choice but to nod.
After a few people left, Old Jiangtou walked to the door and looked back worriedly.
Gu Nuoer still smiled softly and waved her hand towards him, telling him to go quickly.
Mr. Jiang sighed calmly and closed the door.
As soon as the door is closed, the light in the store becomes a little dim.
It's like the sugar water has been burnt, leaving only a bitter shadow.
Xie Yinxiang saw that Gu Nuoer's little face became solemn, and her big watery eyes seemed to be filled with red tears.
She couldn't help but stepped forward to comfort her: "Mom is getting older, so her sense of taste will inevitably go wrong. It might be better if she goes to see the doctor."
"No, sister Yinxiang, that's not what I'm sad about."
As Gu Nuoer spoke, there was a hint of forced crying in her voice.
"Obviously when I came in the morning, there was nothing wrong with the cakes that Aunt Hu made for me. Now that I think about it, it was because she took good care of me for three years.
She clearly remembers my taste, how many spoons of sugar and how many salt she put in, without making any mistakes. It seems that her kindness to me has been deeply imprinted into her flesh and blood. Even though she can't tell the difference between sugar and salt now.
, and you can still make no mistakes here."
Gu Nuoer stared at a shelf in the store in trance, a soft white face, filled with tears, illuminated by the interplay of light and shadow.
"Mama Hu is getting old, but I want to keep her."
At this point, a tear fell from the little guy's big, empty eyes.