Qin Zihao muttered along, "Everyone who listens gets a share!"
He Donghai couldn't stand it anymore. "How can you do this? Those snacks were specially made by Zhizhi as a gift for Yang'er."
Master Xuanzhen joked, "How about this, you give your share to Lazy Yangyang. He'll get two shares at once, so he definitely won't hold it against us."
Upon hearing this, He Donghai's expression immediately changed and he became unhappy: "That won't do! Yang'er is so fat, she should lose some weight and shouldn't eat too many snacks."
Qin Zihao sat to the side, pursing his lips and secretly smiling.
He Yang is so pitiful!
During the short time he went to chase the cat, the snacks that were originally made for him ended up being shared with several other people.
For some reason, Yun Zhizhi tossed and turned for a long time tonight, unable to fall asleep.
She called out weakly, "Little Winter Melon, are you there? I need to talk to you!"
"Coming!"
Little Winter Melon yawned: "Host, don't tell me you came to chat with me because you couldn't sleep, right?"
Yun Zhizhi glanced at it. "Am I that boring?"
Little Winter Melon nodded.
She waved her fist: "Are you looking for a fight?!"
Little Winter Melon immediately admitted defeat: "Dear host, I was wrong. What urgent matter do you have that you're looking for me so late?"
Yun Zhizhi immediately asked, "Have the time, location, and duration of the next stall event been confirmed?"
"Not yet, we'll probably find out in a couple of days."
After saying that, Little Winter Melon continued to mutter, "After you finish setting up your stall next time, it should be close to your wedding. The system plans to give you a month-long wedding leave, and then arrange the stall-setting task again after you get married."
Yun Zhizhi muttered to herself: This lousy system is actually somewhat humane, it actually gave her a wedding leave, and for a whole month.
She waved her hand, closed her eyes, and said, "Okay, you can go back and keep your chili pepper company now."
Little Winter Melon blurted out, "Fine, I'll get out of here right now!"
After it realizes what's happening.
"Pooh!"
"You're the one who should get lost."
On He Yang's birthday, Yun Zhizhi specially prepared two gifts for him.
Although it's not worth much money.
Both gifts were handmade, showing great sincerity.
Just as she was leaving the room with the gifts, preparing to head to the He residence.
He Ping'an led a man dressed as a servant quickly over.
Upon seeing Yun Zhizhi, the servant from the He family immediately explained his purpose: "Miss Yun, please go and persuade our young master. He is hiding in his room and refusing to see anyone. He is crying incessantly."
"What are we going to do? We have many distinguished guests at the manor today, all waiting for the birthday celebrant to open his banquet!"
Upon hearing this, Yun Zhizhi frowned slightly and asked, "Has something happened?"
Given Lazy Yangyang's optimistic nature, it's highly unlikely that she would cry on her birthday.
Out of consideration for her being a friend of the young master, the servant told him everything he knew: "The young master has fallen ill with heartbreak."
Then he muttered to himself, "No, it seems like it's all one-sided on his part. He's probably just having a crush on someone he can't have!"
Yun Zhizhi understood.
He Yang has broken up with his girlfriend.
At this moment, inside He Yang's room.
He Donghai was standing by the bed, comforting the poor child who was hiding under the covers and crying incessantly.
"Don't cry, it's your birthday today. There are many distinguished guests outside. If they find out, they'll definitely laugh at you!"
He Yang's voice was hoarse from crying: "So what if it's a joke! Anyway, nobody wants me."
"Don't be so discouraged. Tomorrow, your grandfather will have your grandmother host a banquet for some young ladies from noble families to come to the mansion. With so many beautiful women, there's bound to be one that suits you."
Seeing that he still ignored him, He Donghai rolled his eyes and immediately pulled out a packet of cookies from his sleeve.
Open quickly.
Then he took out a scallion-flavored biscuit and held it in front of He Yang's popped-out head: "Does it smell good?"
Instantly, a rich aroma of scallions wafted over.
He Yang couldn't help but sniff: "It smells good!"
He Donghai grinned: "Don't cry, I'll reward you with a few cookies that Zhizhi made herself."
At this moment, he still hadn't noticed the change in his grandson's expression, and continued, "These scallion biscuits are so crispy, and the flavor of scallions is so strong, they're absolutely addictive. And those sesame biscuits, with their rich sesame aroma..."
Seeing him rambling on and on, He Yang suddenly asked, "Why didn't I?"
"Your portion! Zhizhi will bring it to you later. Zhizhi is so good to you; she knows you love these, so she specially made these crispy and delicious snacks for you."
specially?
He Yang pressed on, "Then why do you have the cookies made by the boss?"
He Donghai: "Zhizhi showed me respect not only by me, but also by everyone who had lunch at the Yun residence the day before yesterday."
Upon hearing this, He Yang cried even harder.
"Waaah~ This isn't something the boss made especially for me!"
"You're all bullying me."
He Donghai immediately shut up.
Oh no!
I accidentally said the wrong thing.
Just when He Donghai was at his wit's end, Yun Zhizhi, his great savior, finally arrived.
"Zhizhi, I'm leaving this place to you. I still have to go out and entertain our distinguished guests."
After saying that, He Donghai slipped away as if his feet were greased.
Yun Zhizhi quickly walked to the bedside and said softly, "What happened? You're crying so miserably. I could hear you from the Yun residence next door."
He Yang was stunned for a moment: "Waaah... it's not that exaggerated!"
Seeing that he was at least acknowledging her, Yun Zhizhi smiled slightly: "I specially prepared two gifts, hurry up and open them!"
He Yang grumbled pitifully, "You didn't prepare these especially for me. Grandfather and the others have all those snacks and cookies."
Yun Zhizhi chuckled: "You already know! They overheard us that day, and I only shared a little with them to satisfy their cravings because you're so generous."
"Don't worry! The portion I'm giving you is the largest."
He Yang glanced at her with disbelief: "Even the Sixth Prince's share wasn't as much as mine?"
Yun Zhizhi lied through her teeth: "Yes."
He Yang's mood suddenly brightened: "The boss still cares about me the most, he didn't let lust make him a bad friend!"
Then, he blurted everything out like beans spilling from a bamboo tube: "I originally planned to have double happiness today, and use my birthday as an excuse to go to the Zhou family's wine shop to express my love to Miss Zhou."
Upon hearing this, Yun Zhizhi's gossipy spirit ignited immediately, and she quickly asked, "And then what happened?"
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