Chapter 126 - 125 Is there really oil in cow’s milk?
Qi Younian and his older brother chatted as they savored a small piece of cake for quite a while. They hadn’t even finished when Qi Sanshun and Qi Jia had already cleaned off the piece of cake in front of them.
Qi Sanshun smacked his lips twice, seemingly not yet satisfied, and whispered to Qi Jia, "This cake tastes so much better than what we usually have. You’re really lucky to have such a talented sister who makes endless delicious things every day."
Qi Jia was quite proud and also very content, "Mhm, my sister is really amazing. She can make many, many other delicious things." Qi Jia licked the cake crumbs at the corner of his mouth, his expression immensely pleased and satisfied.
The two little guys talked as their eyes uncontrollably drifted toward the larger portion of the cake that Ye Xinyan had set aside.
Qi Jia held back for a long time but finally couldn’t resist, pleading with Ye Xinyan, "Sis, this cake is really delicious. Can Brother Sanshun and I have another piece, please? Just a small piece will do."
Before Ye Xinyan could speak, Nanny Jin took over, "Oh my dear little ancestor, it’s not good to eat so much sweet and rich food late in the evening. You two should finish your dinner first. That big piece of cake is saved for you, we can eat it tomorrow, okay?"
Qi Jia was brought back by Nanny Jin from the third house by force, and since that day, Qi Jia had never returned to that living hell. The person Qi Jia loved to pester the most was also Nanny Jin.
After hearing Nanny Jin’s words, Qi Jia’s eyes darted between Ye Xinyan and Nanny Jin several times, hesitating to pester Nanny Jin again. He seemed quite conflicted about whether or not to carry out that idea.
Ye Xinyan watched the little guy’s rich expressions and laughed, saying, "Nanny Jin is right. This is time for dinner. You two should eat your meal properly and have some more vegetables. Great Aunt hasn’t tasted the cake yet, so we’ll let Brother Sanshun take the rest back for her to try. If Qi Jia wants more, I can make it again."
Once Ye Xinyan had made up her mind, there was no room for negotiation. Qi Jia pouted at Sanshun and obediently picked up her chopsticks.