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Ji Sibei’s smile never stopped.

No matter how sensible she was, she was still just a child. All the children in the class went there, and she felt like she was isolated because her family was poor and her parents had no money.

Children are the most sensitive. She could still recall the subsequent damage caused by this incident in her previous life many years later. It became a thorn in her heart. She would use the salary she worked hard to earn to enroll in painting classes and buy things that her mother could not afford to buy for her when she was a child. However, she would never have the joy and expectation she had at that time again.

Chapter 221 Shameless Domestic Violence Man (8)

“It’s this cake shop.”

“Mom, I want to buy puffs. My classmates say they are delicious.”

“Ji Sibei eats them every day.”

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A little boy walked in with a woman, still mumbling, as if he would not stop until he had eaten them.

“Don’t talk to mom, buy buy buy.” Lu Jiao took off her sunglasses and put them on her head. She looked around the store. There were three people choosing cakes inside, and more people were buying puffs.

"The puffs you sell are delicious and cheap."

"Are there any promotions for egg tarts?"

"30% off, and today's cookies are also on sale." Jiang Ling said with a smile, "They are all freshly made."

In recent days, Ji Yang asked her for discounts, and launched new products every day.

"Then give me half a pound."

"Okay." Jiang Ling walked out and weighed it. After walking back, she took the sample wrapped in a small paper bag next to her and put it in the bag. "A total of 17 yuan, this is our new product, wooden stick puffs, for you to try."

"Thank you."

After the guests left, Jiang Ling raised her head, walked out and looked at Lu Jiao and her son, and whispered, "Hello, what can I buy?"

There have been promotions recently, but Ji Yang neutralized several ingredients and cream, and the taste became better. The business is obviously very good, and the pressure in her heart has also been relieved a lot.

"Mom." Ji Sibei came out. She looked at the half-stick puff in her hand and said as she opened her mouth and bit it. She heard the sound of crispy and crispy, and a milky fragrance came. She licked her lips, which were all fragrant cream.

"Beibei! I can't eat if I eat for a while!" Jiang Ling had a headache. Ji Sibei nodded and took another bite.

She looked at her daughter and frowned. She was tired of eating cakes before. Recently, Ji Yang was researching new products. Ji Sibei followed behind her and her mouth was never idle.

"Ji Sibei! What are you eating?" The little boy looked at the pastry in her hand and swallowed his saliva greedily.

"My father made the puffs. They are delicious. Do you want to sell them?" Ji Sibei looked at him and emphasized again, "Delicious!"

The two were classmates, and Li Chennan was the little bully in their class.

"How do you sell this?" Lu Jiao looked sideways at the kitchen, but there was a curtain covering it, so she couldn't see.

This is Ji Yang's store, but it was her first time here.

She wouldn't come to a cake shop. She'd go to a restaurant or bar if she had nothing to do. What's so good about a cake shop?

But it looks like business is good?

"This is a new product from our family. You can try it." Jiang Ling took a small piece from the counter and handed it to the little boy, and then handed another piece to Lu Jiao.

This is the gift prepared today. It's wrapped in a paper bag and is only a quarter of a wooden stick puff.

The little boy took it and couldn't wait to open it and eat it.

Jiang Ling walked to the food cabinet, "This is just released today, so it's also on sale, five yuan a stick, and buy three get one free. Today's sales are very good, and customers say they are delicious."

There are dozens of golden "wooden sticks" lined up in the food cabinet, about two fingers wide and twenty centimeters long, with a crispy skin and a layer of nuts on top, which looks very tempting.

"Mom, I want to eat." The little boy had finished the sample in his hand and reached out to take the one in Lu Jiao's hand.

"Boss, how much is this bottle of yogurt?"

"Five yuan." Ji Sibei's childish voice has already sounded, and Jiang Ling nodded, "Five yuan."

"What is this?" The female customer at the door took the yogurt and looked at the pile of "wooden sticks" with curiosity.

"My father made wooden stick puffs, which are delicious. Sister, do you want to buy them? Buy three and you will get one for free." Ji Sibei was sucking the cream.

The female customer smiled, "Where did this little cutie come from? Then give Auntie three."

"Please wait a moment, this cream needs to be squeezed out on the spot." Jiang Ling opened the lid, put on gloves, held the "wooden stick" in one hand and the cream in the other hand. The cream has a long pointed mouth, and the "wooden stick" is hollow in the middle. Insert both sides and squeeze it. Soon, four wooden stick puffs are made, and they are packed in paper bags and put into the bag.

"Sister, take care." Ji Sibei stretched out her hand with cream, raised it and shook it, and her voice was sweet, which made the little customer very happy.

"Mom, let's buy some too." The little boy finished eating two samples and pulled Lu Jiao's skirt, a little anxious.

It's just a small wooden stick that costs five yuan, and you have to buy four to make it worthwhile. The most important thing is that you have to spend money in Ji Yang's store, and it's for his wife. Lu Jiao is a little unhappy.

She couldn't contact Ji Yang these days, and he ignored her. He suddenly became indifferent, a little inexplicable.

"Beibei, the egg tarts are sold out. Go ask Dad to make some egg tarts to sell in the evening." Jiang Ling turned her head and said to her daughter.

"Sold out again?" Ji Sibei exclaimed, very happy. After selling them, she would have a lot of money, so she didn't have to worry about not having money to go to interest classes. Dad said he would send her to learn piano.

Dad and mom are great!

Her voice was a little loud, and there were customers. Jiang Ling looked at her helplessly. Ji Sibei covered her mouth and quickly ran to the kitchen.

"Dad! Mom said the egg tarts are sold out. You have to make more egg tarts."

"Is this puff made for Beibei? Beibei wants matcha flavor. Put more cream, Dad."

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The voice from the kitchen came out. Jiang Ling was obviously a little anxious. Why is she still eating? !

Whoever has milk is the mother. Ji Sibei has been clinging to Ji Yang these days. She is simply a little follower.