Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

The tea on the small table had already gone cold, so Feng Huayang gave them a few cherry tomatoes. At this time, the boat had already started to row back.

The windows on both sides were opened, and the cool breeze mixed with moisture blew in, clearing up my brain which had been a little confused at noon.

Wu Xuedai's mother was a singer. At this moment, she was singing a tune softly as the boat swayed. Her eyes were half-closed, and her voice was as gentle and affectionate as she was.

The preliminary discussions today went well. Everyone got off the boat with smiles on their faces, except for a few people who were seasick and looked pale.

Since we came to the party, how could we not bring some souvenirs home? So the next step was to go back to the first floor of the teahouse to make tea and snacks. Everything was ready.

The dough is made in front of you by the chefs, and the ladies only need to choose their favorite color and filling, and use the mold to press it into the shape they like.

Qingyun thought it was very interesting. She liked sweet and sour taste and didn’t like a big sticky ball, so she wrapped the big filling into the small pancake skin.

After pressing it into the shape of a cherry blossom, Qingyun suddenly discovered that the green tea-flavored crust was too thin so it would print out yellow pineapple jam, which looked pretty good.

Qingyun tried one and found it delicious. She then made one with dragon fruit, one with banana, and also made a green strawberry with strawberry jam.

Qingyun was very happy, but unexpectedly a little girl ran to her side.

"Hi, I want to give you this."

Qingyun looked at the chubby little girl in front of him. She was holding a pink pear blossom tea cake in her white little hands, and she smiled with a dimple.

"Thank you." Although Qingyun was unhappy that she had tried to snatch the little Qilin away before, it didn't seem good to reject a child. Besides, she was the one who became friends with the little Qilin first, so why did she suddenly feel a little guilty?

"My name is Zhou Zizai." The little girl seemed to want to pronounce the words clearly, so she spoke slowly, "Mom said you are older than me, so I should call you sister."

"My name is Fu Qingyun, hello, little sister." It has been many years since I made friends with a child in such a formal way. It's so awkward.

Zhou Zizai laughed again. When she laughed, her eyes would bend, her long eyelashes would be particularly obvious, and there would be two dimples on her cheeks. Her mouth would open slightly to reveal some white millet teeth. Qingyun felt that the cute reason why so many children liked to be around her was not entirely because of their parents' requests.

"Sister, I'm here to apologize. I didn't know that Brother Yuqi had made an appointment with you. I'm sorry." Zaizai spoke slowly and sincerely. After she finished speaking, she pursed her lips lightly, wrinkled her eyebrows slightly, and looked at you with a pair of big round eyes.

Qingyun felt that she was actually the one who was wrong. The boy was so cute that she really wanted to kiss him.

"It's okay. My father said that ignorance is not a crime." Qingyun also spoke slowly and clearly. She was young now and sometimes her words were fast and vague. Adults could guess what she meant, but a three-year-old child probably wouldn't understand.

"Thank you, sister. You are so pretty." After saying that, she tilted her head again, trying hard to remember how others praised her, "You look like the fairy child of Goddess Guanyin."

Qingyun had never been praised like this before, but she had seen adults praising cute children like this many times before. But she never expected to be praised like this by a three-year-old child. She laughed out loud with her mouth wide open. She was the kind of girl who was very sincere and enthusiastic.

Zaizai was infected by this smile, and she also smiled with her teeth showing and her head tilted.

"Zai Zai, you are like a little lucky dumpling, so cute and white." Qingyun put the pear blossom tea in his hand into his plate and gave her the green cherry blossom that he made first. "This is the first one I made. I give it to you."

"Thank you, sister. This is really pretty." Zaizai stretched out her chubby little hand to take it and held it carefully. "Then I'll go back first. I want to play with you next time we meet."

"Then be careful, watch the road, and don't fall."

Qingyun's worries were unnecessary because every adult would take good care of him on the way back.

Qingyun still felt a little envious when seeing this, but he was also happy for this little sister. It was a good thing to have one more happier person in the world.

She has her own son, Feng Huayang, several brothers who take care of her, Xiao Qilin and Long Ge. She should learn to be content, cherish what she has, and not always think about what she has not got.

Fu Shengyu said that there was no need to rush, and that what she expected would come slowly.

Feng Huayang noticed that the two little girls had some differences in the way they made friends, but she also knew that no matter how badly the Zhou family did not get along with her family, they would not raise their daughter to be a bad kid to bully her little girl.

It is a wonderful thing that two good little girls become friends. Feng Huayang bent down and suddenly kissed Qingyun, and whispered in Qingyun's ear: "Qingyun, you are the most beautiful girl in the world."

Qingyun admitted that when she was happy, she would release all her little emotions. She stuck to Feng Huayang and whispered, "Auntie, you are also the most beautiful girl in the world."

Qingyun can never change her sensitivity, but sometimes sensitivity is a good thing. Maybe sensitivity is innate. She will taste more happiness when she is happy, and she will also think of unhappiness when she is happy.

Maybe God forgot to include instructions for use when giving her the gift, but at this moment Qingyun felt that having someone who truly loved her by her side when she was sensitive and feeling inferior was the real gift God had given her.

Even if she can comfort herself, she can only suppress her little emotions, but people who know how to love her will drive away her little emotions.

With Feng Huayang by her side, who can say that she is not the happiest child on the field?

Qingyun raised her head with some pride, stuck out her tongue a little embarrassedly, and continued to press her little flower like an ostrich.

There are so many people who love her, and she still has a lot of work to do, and no one can be left out!

Qingyun was the most serious worker on the entire long table. She was not willing to take a break at all. She even divided the items into two piles, good-looking and not good-looking, and placed the good-looking ones in different categories. She had her own plans.

Feng Huayang and Wu Xuedai both gave up part of the table space so that Qingyun had enough space to place his things.

"Sister Huayang, has Qingyun always been like this?" Wu Xuedai found it a little unbelievable. She rarely saw a child playing with the same thing for so long.

Feng Huayang thought of the wreath weaving by Qingyun that Wen Geyin had shared with her, and she understood it all at once. She laughed, "Qingyun has her own ideas. She is a very good girl."

Not knowing whether Wu Xuedai would have a place, Feng Huayang still suppressed the urge to show off, so as to avoid embarrassment when the time comes.

Qingyun will definitely not forget Wu Xuedai. She still wants to maintain a good relationship with her and ask her for help in the future. She is a director, and she still remembers that she wants to make a movie.

In the end, Qingyun asked for ten boxes of snacks by himself. Zhong Lingxiu originally thought that her son was crazy for doing so much, and was curious why he didn't go to play with Qingyun. Unexpectedly, Qingyun did even more. She was just too busy chatting with everyone and had no time to pay attention to the child.

However, she was still very happy that some people liked the activities she organized so much.

Her happiness reached its peak when Qingyun packed the first box and said he would give it to her and her husband. She had never received any gifts from other children before. She looked at Qingyun with such kind eyes that tears were about to come out.

Qingyun was busy packing the boxes. Feng Huayang followed Qingyun's instructions and helped pack. Then Qingyun gave her the best-looking box.

Although Feng Huayang had expected this, she still wondered why Qingyun was not born from her belly.

After receiving a kiss from Feng Huayang, Qingyun gave a very elegant box to Wu Xuedai, and took two boxes to give to Xiao Qilin, and also distinguished which one was his and which one was Brother Long's.

Then Qingyun received a box of snacks from Xiao Qilin, put it on his seat with a smile on his face, and picked up another box to give to his new friend Zhou Zizai.

Zhou Zizai was a real three-year-old child and had no patience to do it for so long. She made two and then didn’t want to do them anymore when she found they didn’t look good. The one she took as an apology required the help of her mother.

Suddenly she received a box of such beautiful snacks, and she took it immediately and said happily: "Thank you, sister Qingyun, it's really beautiful, and it's delicious, sister. I've already eaten the one you gave me before."

Qingyun was very proud. He raised his chin slightly and smiled brilliantly. He felt a great sense of accomplishment after being affirmed.

Mrs. Zhou helped her daughter take the box and smiled lovingly as she praised, "Qingyun, you are such a kind and enthusiastic child. You are so skillful and made such a beautiful thing."

"Thank you so much, it's delicious and beautiful, you are really clever and skillful."

Qingyun felt a little embarrassed when she was suddenly praised by the arrogant Madam Zhou. However, she was shy and still responded with a smile as Brother Yin had taught her before, "Thank you for the compliment. I'm glad you like it."

Mrs. Zhou pulled Qingyun aside and praised him a few more times. She also felt a little regretful that she had put down such a good child in the beginning, but it was really difficult to apologize. What she said was difficult for the child to understand, and if she apologized, the child would understand and be even more sad.

But she also had a solution. She knew her mistakes, so she just praised the child more.

Qingyun single-handedly brought this small activity of making snacks to a new level. Now, it is too late for those ladies to ask their children to make snacks and give them away.

With little Qilin reluctant to leave, Feng Huayang took Qingyun away with a big bag.

As for whether the little Qilin cried later, he didn’t. He just stood at the door, holding a snack he made himself in his mouth, and stretched his neck to look down.

This time, Zhong Lingxiu also wanted to watch it with him. After playing tricks for so long, when she met such a pure and sincere child, she could really understand the little girl that Feng Huayang called her.

She also likes such children. No wonder Xiao Qilin likes them so much. Zhong Lingxiu thinks her son is also great. He can make snacks for them and has good taste in finding friends.