"Hey, where's the rice noodles that Mother prepared for Yuxuan's family?" Xue Sifu asked Jiang Yue and Xue Yan as he rummaged through the basket.
They were selling rice noodles, so they had to let Shen Yuxuan's family try it. So, when they went out today, Liu Guixia also put a few stacks of rice noodles in a basket to give it to the Shen family.
"It's not that wicker basket, it's this." Jiang Yue said. At that time, she had seen Liu Guixia put it in the basket and knew which one it was.
Without waiting for Xue Sifu to come and look for her, her small body was almost completely buried in the wicker basket in front of her. Her two small hands took out the wrapped rice noodles from the bottom of the basket.
"Yeah, this is it." Xue Sifu hurriedly took it. "This has to be given to Yuxuan's family, remember where it is. We might forget when the time comes. Actually, Xue Yan, you can keep it."
"Okay." Xue Yan had no opinion.