Chapter 317 Sending Mooncakes

Another weekend.

Mao Mao doesn't go to kindergarten, but she still carried her little shoulder bag and was fully prepared to go out.

Before leaving the house, she stepped onto a small stool and called her friend.

Mao Mao held the microphone and asked her brother to dial the number for her.

As soon as the call connected, she immediately shouted, "Uncle!"

Nie Zhengyun's smiling voice came through the microphone: "Miss Mao Mao."

"It's me!" Mao Mao asked happily, "Uncle, are you home? Can Mao Mao come to see you?"

Nie Zhengyun exclaimed in surprise, "Oh?", "Miss Mao Mao is coming to play with me?"

Mao Mao nodded and said, "Uncle, the festival is coming soon, I'll bring you mooncakes."

On the other end of the phone, Nie Zhengyun sat up straight, his laughter deepening, "Let me guess, could it be mooncakes made by Miss Mao Mao herself?"

Mao Mao was even happier, her little tuft of hair bobbing back and forth as she excitedly replied, "Yes!"

"Mao Mao is learning to make mooncakes at kindergarten. Uncle, I also made mooncakes for you. My mom helped me make them, and they're filled with red bean paste!" Mao Mao hugged the microphone and said, "Uncle, wait for me at home. I'll bring you mooncakes."

“Okay.” Nie Zhengyun said with a smile, “Then I will stay at home and wait for Miss Mao Mao to arrive.”

After the two finished their phone call, Mao Mao hung up and asked her brother to dial another number for her.

A little while later, she picked up the microphone again and greeted everyone in her sweet, childlike voice, "Grandma, I'm Mao Mao!"

She quickly started chattering on the other end of the phone to Grandma Yang, telling her to wait at home, and that Mao Mao would deliver the mooncakes later.

After beating the Yang family, beating Uncle Chen and Zhang Jingshu.

Lou Hongjian helped her dial the number, and watching from the side, he felt a pang of jealousy.

"Mao Mao, with so many people, will you be able to distribute all the mooncakes?"

Mao Mao nodded her little head: "Mao Mao did a lot, everyone did too."

This is the second batch of mooncakes that Mao Mao made.

The first batch of mooncakes made at kindergarten all ended up in the family's stomachs. Of course, Mao Mao didn't forget her friends, so she busied herself with making more at home.

This time, with someone watching her, her little head couldn't be filled with whimsical ideas. She kneaded the dough and made a batch of red bean paste mooncakes.

Little did anyone know, Mao Mao was going to give all of these red bean paste mooncakes to her friends.

Thinking of the mooncake he had eaten, Lou Hongjian felt really jealous: "Mao Mao, your brother also loves red bean paste, why don't you make red bean paste for your brother?"

Mao Mao tilted her little head up to look at him: "Brother, do you like red bean paste?"

"Yes, I love it."

"oh."

Mao Mao opened her small satchel, took out a paper-wrapped red bean paste mooncake, and fed it to his mouth: "Brother, here you go."

Lou Hongjian: "..."

Lou Hongjian bent down and took a bite of the red bean paste mooncake.

His sister stuffed a biscuit into his mouth, but he dutifully continued dialing.

After his sister finished her phone call, he would dutifully act as her driver.

Xia Xiaoxiang's driving lessons are still ongoing, but she is still too afraid to drive on the road and can only be accompanied by Lou Hongjian.

First, deliver mooncakes to Yang's maternal grandparents and receive a bunch of food such as fried meatballs and fried shrimp balls. Then, deliver mooncakes to Zhang Jingshu and receive a box of Western pastries.

Zhang Jingsen received the mooncakes she gave him, his chubby little face filled with worry: "When I was in kindergarten, I learned to make mooncakes, it was so much fun. But after I started elementary school, we didn't learn it in activity class anymore..."

He still hadn't recovered from the sadness of going to school.

Mao Mao comforted him, "It's okay, Brother Sen Sen, you can eat the mooncakes I made. My mooncakes are delicious!"

"Thank you, little sister Mao Mao."

Zhang Jingsen wanted to say something more, but Lou Hongjian spun Mao around and led her towards the door, saying, "Alright, alright, we still have other mooncakes to deliver, so we'll be leaving now."

Zhang Jingshu exclaimed in surprise, "So soon? Aren't you going to sit down, have a cup of tea, and rest for a while?"

She hasn't even exchanged two words with Mao Mao yet.

"I won't drink." Lou Hongjian didn't turn his head and said to Mao Mao, "Mao Mao, after we deliver the mooncakes, your brother will take you to a coffee shop to eat ice cream."

Mao Mao's attention was immediately diverted, and she toddled after her brother, saying, "Mao Mao wants to eat two!"

"One and a half, I'll eat half for you."

"Okay!" Mao Mao, holding the snack box, was led outside by her brother, but she didn't forget to turn back and say goodbye: "Sister, Brother Sen Sen, bye-bye."

Zhang Jingshu: "..."

The third family we visited was the Shen family.

The car stopped in front of the Shen family's house. After speaking to the gatekeeper, an excited young man quickly ran out.

"Maomao!"

Mao Mao, clutching the mooncake, blinked and asked, "Brother Chen, is that you?"

"My third uncle just went out on an urgent matter and isn't home yet. He specifically told me to wait for you at home," Shen Zhuoying said with a grin. "I've heard about it all. Your mooncakes are so delicious!"

Mao Mao's cheeks creased with sweet dimples. She tried to hold back, but couldn't resist, and even her toes, hidden in her shoes, started moving happily in response to the praise.

Mao Mao gave him the mooncake.

Shen Zhuoying took it and looked behind her, asking, "Who did you come with? With your brother?"

"Uh-huh!"

In the driver's seat, Lou Hongjian leaned against the car door and waved to him.

Shen Zhuoying glanced at him, then looked away listlessly: "Why is it this? Where is Lou Yansui?"

Mao Mao obediently said, "Fourth Brother is reading at home."

"What books is he reading?" Shen Zhuoying asked nervously. "Is he reviewing his lessons at home? At the end of last semester, I heard from my third uncle that he got full marks in every subject again. The questions my third uncle set were really difficult; I couldn't answer many of them."

He didn't mention that he had been studying hard all summer.

"No, Fourth Brother is reading a book about stars."

"Stars... Oh, you mean astronomy books?" Shen Zhuoying had also heard her third uncle mention that Lou Yansui had recently started to have a clear direction in his studies, but, "Doesn't he review his studies at home?"

Mao Mao honestly said, "Fourth brother said that the schoolwork is too easy, so he doesn't study at home."

Shen Zhuoying: "..."

Mao Mao thought for a moment and then said, "Fourth brother also said that he is considering whether to skip a grade. He wants to go directly to university."

However, due to many factors, this is still just an idea, and Lou Yansui has no plans to put it into practice at present.

After saying goodbye to Shen's brother, Mao Mao delivered the mooncakes, got into the car, and headed to the next stop.

Lou Hongjian started the car and glanced outside.

"Mao Mao, what did you say to him?"

You seem quite devastated.

Mao Mao scratched her little head in confusion: "Mao Mao didn't say anything."