Little Millet Cake said sheepishly: "The rest...the remaining Little Millet Cake will be eaten slowly. Just eat...one piece a day!"
Little Millet Cake stretched out her index finger and looked at Gu Nian eagerly, waiting for her to agree.
"Seeing as you are so good, mom agreed." Gu Nian smiled and nodded.
Therefore, they simply went to the old house and had dinner there.
The old man and the old lady were overjoyed to receive the chocolates made by Little Millet Cake.
The old lady's biggest hobby now iwas no longer watching young people falling in love in TV series, but showing off her great-grandchildren and all kinds of things.
The old lady deeply felt that always showing off the marriage between Chu Zhaoyang and Gu Nian would easily lead to fatigue.
And after the two of them received their certificates, everyone knew about it and could no longer find any good reason to show off even more inadvertently.
So the old lady focused on showing off Little Millet Cake.
Today she posted on WeChat Moments to show off what her great-grandson did, and tomorrow she will post on WeChat Moments to show off what her great-grandson did.
Every time Old Mrs. Han watched it, she would point at her phone screen angrily at home and say to Old Mr. Han: "Look, it's like she is the only one who has a great-grandson. Who doesn't have a great-grandchild?"
Old Mr. Han didn't dare to say to Old Mrs. Han: "We don't have it at home."
If he say anything, he will definitely be scolded by Old Mrs. Han.
At this moment, Old Mrs. Chu received the chocolate from Little Millet Cake and immediately said loudly to Aunt Gao: "Little Gao, hurry up, find a beautiful plate and come out."
"Hey, okay." Aunt Gao immediately turned around and went to the kitchen.
The old lady thought about it for a while, and then went with her, "I want something small and with a beautiful background."
Aunt Gao found several small plates, including round, square and triangular ones.
There were pure white ceramics, wooden ones, and pottery glazed ones, aqua blue, and lake green.
The old lady thought about it and chose the pure white ceramic one.
Although it's the least distinctive, it could really show off the chocolate, right?
Then, it was placed on the table of the bar.
The tabletop of the bar counter was black, which was best as a background.
The black tabletop made the porcelain white plate more conspicuous, and on the porcelain white plate was a black chocolate.
This color was layered on top of each other, black and white.
The old lady was very satisfied. She took pictures from various angles and chose the most satisfactory one. She hurriedly took it over and asked Chu Zhaoyang to edit the picture for her.
Chu Zhaoyang: "..."
How could he?
"You're really useless." The old lady said with disgust.
Gu Nian quickly rescued her husband: "Grandma, I know how to do it. I'll get it for you."
"Okay, okay." The old lady didn't have photo editing software on her phone, so she sent the original photo to Gu Nian.
Gu Nian created several effects and distributed them to the old lady.
The old lady praised it repeatedly: "Oh, it's so beautiful, just like the food pictures in magazines."
Then, she quickly posted on WeChat: "The chocolates made by my great-grandson were specially left for me."
Then, the old lady kept updating her circle of friends. She was very happy to see so many likes.
Old Mrs. Han was reluctant but pretended to be generous and gave Old Mrs. Chu a thumbs up. She turned around and complained to Old Mr. Han: "Look at her all day long. She sends a message every ten minutes, all saying that her family is important. Is this a human thing to do?"
Old Mr. Han listened to Old Mrs. Han complaining about Old Mrs. Chu every day, and his ears were calloused.
He picked his ears and said helplessly: "Why don't you block her."
"I don't want." Old Mrs. Han took out a small notebook and drew something on it, "I want to write it all down. When I have great-grandchildren in the future, I will also post it every day. Not only do I post on Moments, I also want to send it to her alone!"
Old Mr. Han: "..."
This was love and killing each other.
She put away the notebook, Old Mrs. Han picked up her phone again, clicked, took a screenshot of the message sent by Old Mrs. Chu, and forwarded it to Han Zhuoli.
Han Zhuoli: "..."
Ever since Old Mrs. Chu issued the marriage certificate of Chu Zhaoyang and Gu Nian, she started to go into crazy mode of showing off her great-grandson.
As long as Old Mrs. Chu sends a message, Old Mrs. Han will take a screenshot and forward it to him.
The meaning was self-evident.
But he could also see what Old Mrs. Chu sent out.
Every time Old Mrs. Han forwarded it again, he had read it twice.
Who could know the pain of seeing other people's children several times a day?
***
In the evening, Chu Zhaoyang and Gu Nian returned to Lanyuan from their old house with Little Millet Cake.
As soon as they entered the door, they saw a long and flat cardboard box standing on the wall by the door, with a courier note attached to it.
Nanny Yu welcomed them in and said, "Sir, I received an express delivery this afternoon and said it was ordered by you."
Chu Zhaoyang nodded and confirmed.
Nanny Yu had learned before that they were having dinner at the old house. She would wait here for them to come back, and then she would pack up and go home.
After Nanny Yu left, Chu Zhaoyang took the express delivery into the living room.
Gu Nian asked curiously: "What is this?"
Chu Zhaoyang had never used express delivery. Everything was delivered directly to his door.
She, on the other hand, often shoped online.
Chu Zhaoyang did not answer immediately. Instead, he smiled thoughtfully and deliberately said, "You'll know in a minute."
Little Millet Cake was also very curious. She was not in a hurry to change clothes and urged Chu Zhaoyang to open it and take a look.
Gu Nian had already found scissors from the tool box.
Chu Zhaoyang took the scissors from Gu Nian and refused to let her use them.
With a few clicks, he could easily cut the plastic bag on the carton.
He opened the carton and the contents inside were protected by bubble wrap.
After removing the foam, Gu Nian saw that it was a photo frame with a photo inside.