Su Xiaoxiao also noticed Zhang Guifang entering the house, thinking to herself, "This aunt hasn't caused any trouble for a while; wonder what she's up to today."
Seeing the two of them with a look that clearly didn't welcome her, Zhang Guifang didn't mind.
She caught sight of the big stack of white flour pancakes on the cover pad and couldn't control herself from swallowing.
"Sister-in-law, making pancakes? And white flour ones too, they smell delicious."
Liu Cuilan still didn't know what she was thinking, always trying to take advantage.
She immediately put on a stern face: "All made of pure white flour, of course, they're fragrant! If you have any business, say it quickly, my old third needs to sleep early since they're leaving on a business trip tomorrow."
Zhang Guifang pretended not to understand this clear tone of being asked to leave.
"Oh my, Xiaoxiao is so capable nowadays? Even going on a business trip."
