The magical doctor mother raises the cute baby

Chapter 549

The changes in Le Si Nian in the past few years are comparable to plastic surgery. Zhu Huanhuan said that the changes are too big to be recognized.
Hearing Le Yiren's whisper, Zhu Huanhuan's cheeks turned redder.

Seeing this, Le Yiren stepped forward and took her hand and walked into the house, "Go and walk into the house, it's cold outside."

Only then did Le Yi notice that the sky had already darkened before he knew it.

After entering the house, he dragged Zhu Huanhuan into the east room and sat on the kang. Le Yiren hurriedly lit the oil lamp.

After lighting two oil lamps and covering the lampshades, the room became brighter.

Seeing this, Zhu Huanhuan smiled and said, "Sister Le, were you building a snowman just now? It's so beautiful. My father and brother shoveled out all the snow in my yard."

Speaking of this, Zhu Huanhuan's tone was tinged with disappointment.

"What's the matter, there are none in the yard, but there are many at the gate. If you like it, you can pile one up during the day tomorrow? Besides, there are so many in my yard. You can come and play tomorrow if you have nothing to do." Le Yi Ren said with a smile.

Hearing that Le Yiren told him to come and play, Zhu Huanhuan suddenly showed surprise on his face, "Can I really come and play?"

Hearing this, Le Yiren just thought it was funny, pointed at her and said, "Aren't you right here now!"

"Hehe, yes!" Zhu Huanhuan scratched his head in embarrassment, "Ah, I remembered, I came because my mother asked me to deliver something to Sister Le."

While talking, Zhu Huanhuan took off the basket that was still straddling his arm and put it on the kang table.

"This is a pastry made by my mother. I sent it to Sister Le as soon as it came out of the pot."

As Zhu Huanhuan said, he lifted the cotton cloth covering the basket.

The cotton cloth was lifted, and a puff of steam rose from inside.

Zhu Huanhuan reached in, and after a while, he brought out a small bun with a lid on it. The lid of the bun was lifted, and the inside was full of pasta.

After a cursory glance, there are about twenty or thirty buns.

The size of the buns is uniform, each one is golden yellow, looks extremely soft, and exudes a sweet smell.

After seeing the pastry clearly, Le Yiren also remembered.

It is a custom of Chinese New Year here to make buns.

Before the Chinese New Year, the whole family sits together and wraps a lot of pasta, steams the pastry and freezes it in the snow, and then stores it in a cool place, so that it can be eaten until the Chinese New Year!
In previous years, because of being poor, she didn't have much money in her hands, and she had very little pastry, which was enough for her and Le Tongtong to eat for two or three days, and if she wanted more, there was nothing left.

Therefore, Baobo was forgotten by the Leyi people.

It was almost the Chinese New Year, if Zhu Huanhuan hadn't sent her over, Le Yiren would have forgotten about it.

Le Tongtong had already washed his hands and came over. When he saw the bun that Zhu Huanhuan was holding, his eyes suddenly showed surprise.

Seeing Le Tongtong walking in, Zhu Huanhuan immediately greeted with a smile, "Tongtong, do you want to eat a pastry?"

Hearing this, Le Tongtong glanced at Zhu Huanhuan, then at the pastry in her hand, and finally turned to Le Yiren, asking for her opinion.

How could Le Yiren miss the expectation in Le Tongtong's eyes, because he picked up a pastry with a smile and handed it to Le Tongtong, "Your Aunt Huanhuan gave it to you, you can eat it."

Le Tongtong turned to Zhu Huan with a smile on his hands, "Thank you, Aunt Huanhuan."

(End of this chapter)