The best girl traveled through time and took the system to escape.

"Dad, please stop talking about me. You sleep more deeply than me at this time in the past." Fang Cheng retorted unceremoniously.

He stepped forward to see what Xiang Yang was writing.

He directly skipped the long paragraph where his father was boasting and looked at the words he was writing.

Fang Cheng suggested: "Why don't you write down how to use the shampoo? If I get it in my eyes, I'll be in trouble."

He still remembered that a few days ago, Shi Da and others pooled their money to buy a bottle. The shampoo got entangled in one person's eyes, and he didn't open his eyes for a long time.

A big man is not afraid of killing people, but he was made to scream by this shampoo and even called the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was also knowledgeable and explained directly to them that the shampoo might hurt the eyes, but it wouldn't blind them. Just rinse them with water and it would be fine.

Based on his parents' feelings, he believed that his father was not willing to have this happen to his mother.

Xiang Yang nodded: "What you said makes sense. Do you have anything to say to your mother? I'll write it down as well."

"No, I'll write it myself."

Fang Cheng picked up the paper lying beside him, spread it on the table, and started writing directly.

He has also been studying for several years. Why does he need someone else to write a letter?

"But if you let Shi Da and the others go over today, aren't you afraid of making Cousin Song Nan unhappy?"

Xiang Yang shook his head and said, "Your cousin is very grand. Besides, it's not like I didn't give you any money. This is a normal transaction. Why are you unhappy?"

Hey, don't say it, really don't say it!

Song Nan paused when she reached the door and retracted her hand from knocking on the door.

Turning to look at Fang Peilan beside her: "Mom, why don't you come?"

Fang Peilan sighed and knocked on the door: "Xiang Yang, are you up?"

"Get up! Get up!" Xiang Yang shouted quickly, put down his pen and came to open the door.

"Aunt, why do you want to come to my place today?" He opened the door and looked around the two of them, wondering: "Where is Shi San?"

"Shi San went downstairs to ask for tea from the waiter. Didn't we disturb you by coming here now?" Fang Peilan picked up the paper bag on his hand: "This is a cake made by Nan Nan. Bring it over for you to try. Try something new.”

The three of them walked into the house. Fang Cheng, who had been writing, had packed up the pen and ink written by the father and son and put it aside.

When he saw Fang Peilan and Song Nan, he quickly said hello: "Auntie, cousin."

Fang Peilan responded and put the paper bag on the table: "Xiao Hao has been talking to us in the past two days. Xiao Cheng has not eaten the cake made by his cousin. I brought it over today. How do you like it? .”

Fang Cheng's eyes lit up and he looked at Xiang Yang.

Xiang Yang nodded, and then he reached out and opened the paper package.

He also said: "Thank you, grandma, thank you, cousin!"

The cakes in the paper bag were some extra cakes that Song Nan had made when making cakes for Song Ying. She put them in the space and thought of taking them out when she wanted to eat them. Unexpectedly, they actually came in handy.

Several cupcakes without cream were placed side by side. They looked like ordinary pastries, nothing new.

But the fragrance that came out made the Fang family's father and son's eyes light up.

Fang Cheng first took two and put them in front of Fang Peilan and Song Nan's table, and then took one to eat.

Song Hao told him that for this cupcake, he needed to peel off the thin paper-like layer on the outside first, so that all he could eat was the creamy yellow pastry inside.

Fang Cheng ate with relish, not caring at all about his old father who was almost drooling.

Xiang Yang looked at the cake, but saw that his aunt and cousin were not moving, and he was too embarrassed to compete with the children for food.

Song Nan pretended not to see his eyes, coughed lightly and said: "My cousin asked Shi Da and others to go to Wan Qingsi today to buy so many bottles of shampoo, but who are they going to give to?"

"Cousin, if you need it, you can buy it directly from me. If Shi Da and the others are often asked to do this, I'm worried that others will follow suit."

Fang Xiangyang was stunned for a moment, and then said: "It is indeed my improper consideration. It won't be like this in the future."

As they were both businessmen, Xiang Yang naturally understood what Song Nan meant.

He also doesn't want people to come to the shops he opens to make money every day, because if that person doesn't come one day, others will subconsciously think that there is nothing for sale in that shop.

Then who comes to this shop to buy things?

If you have this spare time, why not just go to other shops to find similar items.

"The shampoo is really going to be given away. Cheng'er's mother is staying in Yuzhou, and I want to buy some things to send to her. The things in my cousin's shop are novel and useful, so I asked Shi Da and others to buy them. Some."

Song Nan asked a little playfully: "Buy some?"

Xiang Yang smiled awkwardly.

He naturally knew that the dozens of bottles Shi Da bought were not just a few. The store only sold 60 bottles a day, so he bought 46 bottles.

But he bought everything and there is no way he can return it.

Naturally, Song Nan would not let him return the things he bought.

Instead, he "took" something from his sleeve and put it on the table.

"Since my cousin wants to send something back to my cousin, I will also send something to my cousin."

A small round wooden block was placed on the table by her. Fang Peilan couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she saw it.

My daughter had just shown this thing to her last night. She knew what was inside this small round piece of wood.

My daughter’s shop hasn’t even opened yet, so she’s planning to expand her business to Yuzhou?

No, no, no, this is not business.

This is just a gift to my cousin-in-law whom I haven’t met yet.

Xiang Yang picked up the small wooden box and opened it along the small gap in the middle of the box. He suddenly found a very handsome man inside the small wooden box looking at him.

"This man looks strangely familiar!"

Xiang Yang looked closer again and found that the handsome guy was also approaching.

He nodded thoughtfully: "Is this a mirror?"

Song Nan nodded and said, "It's the mirror."

After receiving Song Nan's accurate words, Xiang Yang kept looking at the person in the mirror without saying a word.When Shi San put the tea on the table, he came back to his senses.

"I didn't expect that my cousin would be a rare item as soon as she got it. Your cousin must be very fond of this thing!"

"But why is this mirror placed in a wooden box?" He snapped and closed the small wooden box.

"The mirror is very fragile, so it is fixed with wood." Song Nan explained.

This kind of small round mirror with a wooden box cover can be exchanged for 100 survival points. She didn't have half a survival point on hand, so she just exchanged it for 100.

The small round mirror that I got to the second sister's house did not come with a wooden cover or protective case. It was mainly to show the second sister how fragile the mirror is. Each survival point is 150.

Xiang Yang raised his head and said, "Is this just a mirror?"

"I need your cousin too! How much does it cost? I'll buy it!"

With this mirror, I can always appreciate this face that fascinates Wan'er!