At this time, Zhang Jinguo and three other old men were also eating biscuits nearby.

Old Mrs. Zhong was eating with a look of surprise on her face. "This is the first time I've seen something baked like this. This oven is really well built."

"I've seen this thing before. The roast duck here in Beijing seems to be roasted like this, but the oven they use is a little deeper than this." Zhang Jinguo ate several pieces before stopping.

Jiang Shanshan could tell that he liked to eat them, so she filled half a bag and put it in his hand, "Uncle Zhang, take these cookies and eat them slowly."

Zhang Jinguo's face flushed, and he quickly pushed the bag back. "No, you take it back. Save these cookies for little Dudu. I'm an old man now, I just want to taste them, why would I take them?"

Jiang Shanshan pursed his lips and smiled, knowing that the old man was speaking against his will, so a sly glint flashed in his eyes and he said, "You really don't want it? If you don't want it, I will give it to the neighbor next door."

When Zhang Jinguo heard that such delicious cookies were to be given to others, he immediately took the bag back and said, "Why give it to them? They don't need these cookies from our family. I'll just keep them for myself."

After saying that, he hid the bag behind himself, with an embarrassed blush on his old face.

Everyone looked at each other and smiled secretly.

The whole family ate up all the cookies from the first batch.

With the experience from the first time, Jiangshanshan baked it a little more smoothly the second time, and it was finally out of the oven after an hour.

This time the cookies are in the shape of little bunnies. They are golden when baked and look very adorable.

Because he had promised his son to deliver cookies to the neighboring house, Jiang Shanshan took half of the second batch of cookies, packed them up, and walked with his son to the neighboring compound.

The two houses are separated by only a two-meter wall.

Jiang Shanshan led Xiao Dudu to someone's door and knocked gently on it.

About a minute later, someone came to open the door.

The door opened, revealing a young woman wearing a dress similar to a cheongsam with her hair tied up. She looked like a wealthy lady.

The woman opened the door slightly and saw the two people, one big and one small, standing at her door. She asked with a look of caution, "Who are you looking for?"

Although Jiang Shanshan was a little surprised that the other person was still dressed so beautifully at this time, he didn't look at her for long, but quickly told her the purpose of his visit.

"Hello, I'm Jiang Shanshan, and this is my son Xu Heng. We live next door. I heard from my son that he became friends with your Xiaofei, and your Xiaofei even gave him cookies. So yesterday, when he saw me come back, he kept pestering me to make him cookies, saying that he wanted to treat your Xiaofei to some." Having said that, she raised her hand and shook the cookies in the air twice.

The woman glanced at the biscuit bag dangling from her hand, hesitated for a moment, then half-opened the door and said softly, "Come in."

Jiang Shanshan thanked her politely, then took his son Xiaodudu's hand and walked inside.

As soon as the mother and son came in, the woman immediately closed the door and locked it.

If Jiang Shanshan had not asked Zhang Jinguo about this family in advance, he would have been nervous when he saw their actions, thinking that they were a bad family.

The woman turned around and saw Jiang Shanshan staring at the place where she had locked herself.