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The oden received unanimous praise from everyone who tasted it, and everyone raved about it, which greatly boosted Cheng Hui's confidence.

She thought about further improvements and made some adjustments to the recipe, thinking in her mind that she would conduct a trial run of Frappuccino to see the market reaction.

In the afternoon, the teachers at the elementary school were busy grading exams. Mr. Yu, intrigued, wandered over to take a look. This was a remarkable sight, for one of the teachers, with sharp eyes, recognized Mr. Yu instantly.

At this moment, the gentlemen were collectively so excited that they almost paid their respects. They corrected the test papers very carefully, and if they thought the papers were good, they would show them to Mr. Yu.

Xie Wanxing remembered the books she gave to Xie Shu. She carefully selected a few of them, thinking that given Xie Shu's current level, they should be just right for her to read, broadening her horizons without being too obscure to understand.

She handed the book to Xie Shu, and told her with a smile to take it home and read it carefully, and said that if she didn't understand anything, she could always ask her.

Two days ago, Xie Wanxing asked Xie Kang to buy some clay for her. Today, she happened to be free and had nothing to do, so she enthusiastically led Xie Yao to knead mud in the yard.

These days, she was copying books in the study and accidentally glanced at the figures on the shelf, and an idea inexplicably came to her mind.

After Tang Ze finished drinking today's medicine, he sat leisurely in the yard with Xie Lan. On the stone table in front of them was a pot of fragrant tea with curling hot steam. Both of them held a book in their hands, and from time to time they cast their eyes at Xie Wanxing who was kneading mud beside them.

Currently, in the entire Xie family, apart from Xie Wanxing, Tang Ze has the highest acceptance of Xie Lan. Now, the two of them can already drink tea at the same table, which was unimaginable before.

Xie Wanxing skillfully pinched a little rabbit for Xie Yao and said with a smile, "Here, this little rabbit is for you."

Xie Yao took it, his eyes narrowed into a smile, and he kept saying, "Thank you, sister. You are the best to me."

This kid's catchphrase is to flatter others by telling them that so-and-so treats A Yao the best.

He was still too excited to sit still and fell into the mud with a plop. When Xie Wanxing looked up, she saw that he had become a mud doll. Xie Yao was already covered in dirt, so she simply didn't bother to care about him. She let him continue playing in the mud. At most, she would give him a bath later.

What should I pinch?

Xie Wanxing twisted his mouth in a very un-graceful manner, his eyes full of thought.

She looked up and saw Tang Ze and her elder brother sitting not far away. The sunlight shone on them, outlining their handsome features. Their postures were as straight as pine trees, and their temperaments were as gentle as jade.

Xie Wanxing's eyes lit up.

Tang Ze looks great in this state, so why not make him a Q-version clay doll with big eyes? The contrast will definitely be adorable.

Thinking of this, she happily picked up a piece of clay and kneaded it in her hands, and began to conceive the image of the Tangze clay doll in her mind.

She pinched it for a long time, and Tang Ze's facial features were basically formed, with a pair of big, round, watery eyes.

As for the hairstyle, she planned to keep Tang Ze's hair-binding style, but make the bun more rounded and cute, with a few strands of hair hanging on both sides of the cheeks. As for the clothes, she wanted to create the style of the robe that Tang Ze often wore, but simplify some lines to make the robe look more fluffy.

Xie Wanxing wanted to laugh when she thought about what she would make in a while.

After she finished making Tang Ze, she looked very satisfied and continued to make her eldest brother's clay figure. When she was enjoying it, she heard her mother scream.

"Xie Wanxing!!!!" Cheng Hui was helpless as she struggled to pull her youngest son Xie Yao out of the mud. "Look at your little brother!"

Since Xie Wanxing was just busy making clay figures, he took a bad attitude towards Xie Yao's reckless behavior in the mud pile. At this time, Xie Yao had completely turned into a big clay doll, with mud all over his body, and his hair, face, and clothes were all covered with mud.

Her daughter wasn't in much better shape at the moment. Her skirt was covered in mud, which was all put there by Xie Yao.

"How old are you? Still playing in the mud!"

"Six years old." Xie Wanxing looked up at Cheng Hui who was holding Xie Yao with an innocent look and blinked.

Cheng Hui found it funny for a moment. She really had no way to refute it. There was no way, because Xie Wanxing was really just a six-year-old child now.

Cheng Hui carried Xie Yao to take a bath. Xie Wanxing slowly climbed up from the oil paper, holding two newly completed clay dolls in her hands. She walked a few steps to the stone table and gently placed the clay dolls on the table.

Xie Lan's eyes were originally on the scroll in his hand. When he heard the noise, he looked up. Before he had time to look at the clay doll on the table, he saw the clay spots on Xie Wanxing's face.

"Axing, how come you are so dirty?" He couldn't help laughing, and reached out to touch Xie Wanxing's face gently. He found that the mud spots had dried on his face and it was probably impossible to wipe them off for a while.

"Is this... us?" Tang Ze stared at the clay doll and asked uncertainly.

"Yeah, it looks like it!"

"Likely." Tang Ze nodded, "Junior sister, can you also make clay figures?"

The more Tang Ze looked at it, the more interesting he found it. He even unconsciously reached out his hand to touch the clay figure.

Shu Bai, who was watching closely from the side, was startled and quickly reminded, "Master! This is mud!"

"Hey! Senior Brother!" Xie Wanxing also saw Tang Ze's actions and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

But she forgot that she had just gotten out of the mud pile and her hands were covered with mud. When she stretched out her hand, she directly placed the mud on Tang Ze's hand.

Tang Ze's symptoms of excessive mysophobia have indeed improved a lot recently.

He took his medicine on time every day, and Xie Wanxing gave him acupuncture from time to time. His condition improved a lot compared to before.

However, even though there was some improvement, the mud on his hands still made him feel uneasy and difficult to accept.

"Brother." Xie Wanxing saw Tang Ze's face suddenly become unnatural, and he thought to himself that something was wrong. He quickly retracted his hand and put it behind his back, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, Junior Sister. I'll go change..." Tang Ze subconsciously stood up suddenly, his expression a little stiff. After a pause, he squeezed out the second half of the sentence, "Change clothes."

After saying that, he turned around hurriedly and walked into the house eagerly.

"Brother, I'm leaving." Xie Wanxing scratched his head, and his dirty hands left a few mud marks on his head. He walked away holding the two clay dolls.

Xie Lan smiled gently: "Okay, go wash up."

She was also planning to bake the doll, color it, and then give it to Tang Ze, Xie Lan and others.

Xie Wanxing was overjoyed. She should have thought of it earlier. The blind boxes that modern young people love so much may become the same money-making tool in this era.

When the time comes, I will hang it in the Xingbao Pavilion, waiting for people to come and draw the blind boxes every day.