Chapter 1177: Grandma's Peach Cake (2)

"I know, grandma, I'm not a kid, I'm fair. Unless they're as overwhelming as Huang Cun."
Yang Zi frowned and said, "I, I will never lose face with grandma. I will let the people in Zeng's family, and even those in Beijing, know that you have a good granddaughter, and let them envy you.
"Oh, really, grandma doesn't want these names, as long as you don't feel wronged. People on the Jingcheng family look bright and beautiful, in fact, they are decaying and complicated, more complicated than ordinary people. "
Grandma looked at her with a little anxiety and said, "Niuniu, you are so simple, grandma is really afraid that you will be subject to their calculations."
"Ha ha."
Yang Zimei smiled.
In grandma's mind, no matter how strong she is, she is also a small child, simple.
But is she simple?
Does anyone know that under her immature face, the vicissitudes of two lives are covered.
Of course, despite two lifetimes, her heart is not much more complicated.
"Grandma, you don't have to worry too much about me, you know, I'm a great master, hey, you know, most people don't dare to mess with masters."
Yang Zimei deliberately cunning.
"Little things, don't use your set of techniques to deal with your own family, no matter how bad your family is, it is also to cut the meat without leaving the skin."
Grandma said anxiously.
"Okay, okay, I'm not going to be stingy like this, to deal with my family."
In order to calm grandma, Yang Zimei said quickly.
"That's about it."
Grandma stopped and thought about it, "Grandma used to eat Ronghezhai's peach blossom cake the most. I don't know if it is still there. If you can, Niu Niu, please bring it back for me."
"Rong Hezhai's peach blossom cake? Okay, I wrote it down. I miss you so much. I want to eat it. When I go to Beijing, I will first find the peach blossom cake for Rong Hezhai. Then Courier comes back, so you can taste it early. "
Yang Zi nodded.
Grandma told her Rong Hezhai's address, and watched her slightly surprised for a while.
Yang Zimei couldn't understand why grandma looked at her like this and touched her face. "Grandma, is there something dirty on my face?"
"No ... yes ..."
Grandma returned to God, "If someone in Rong Hezhai recognizes you as my granddaughter, you must not tell him, I'm here, you just say he recognizes the wrong person."
"Uh?"
Yang Zimei asked in confusion, "Grandma has acquaintances in Ronghezhai?"
"Maybe there is."
Grandma Mo answering ambiguously, as if she wanted to hide something, she lowered her head to make porridge.
Yang Zi looked at grandma suspiciously.
She always felt that when grandma said Rong Hezhai's peach blossom cake, her expression and tone were very different.
Rong Hezhai has her good friend in it?
Therefore, she never forgets the peach blossom cake?
It stands to reason that the peach cakes made by Lin Qingmei and Sadako are already a must. She has taken a lot of home, and no one should be able to make them more delicious.
However, in her impression, grandma refused to take a bite every time she brought back peach blossom cake.
She tasted other pastries.
She always thought that grandma didn't like the taste of peach blossom cake.
It turned out that she didn't eat the peach blossom cake made by others, so that she wanted to retain the memory of the flavor of Rong and Zhai peach blossom cake?
Who is making peach cake in Ronghezhai?
Yang Zimei evoked a strong curiosity.

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