Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

"I haven't been separated from Miss since I came to the manor!"

Xin'er stood in front of the door, speaking with a sorrowful expression.

Shuangran also became saddened by what she said.

Yes, after they entered the manor, they stayed by the young lady's side and served her.

When the young lady got married, they went out with her; when the young lady got divorced, they came back with her.

He was always with the young lady.

Now, a month later, I have indeed separated from the young lady.

"Forget it, it's only a month. Besides, we can ask Madam to go see Miss together!"

In the blink of an eye, the sadness on Xin'er's face disappeared.

She turned around and went back into the courtyard.

Shuangran was stunned for a moment. She knew that being with her would always be like this.

Helpless, Shuangran went inside as well.

Lian Qingyou sat in the carriage, escorted by Xiao Liu, and arrived at the tea stall.

It's morning now, and it's not even dawn yet.

So there were two people sitting at the tea stall.

Lian Qingyou said goodbye to Xiao Liu and walked up to the old woman.

The old woman gave her a smile.

"You came!"

Judging from his tone, it was as if he had been waiting for her to come.

"Well, here I come!"

Lian Qingyou took the bundle and walked over.

Where should these things be put?

Lian Qingyou, carrying her bundle, asked a question.

"give it to me!"

The old woman took the bundle from her hands and carried it inside the shed.

"Grandma, what do you need me to do now?"

Lian Qingyou asked aloud.

"Go help make some desserts!"

The mother-in-law pointed to the father-in-law who was making pastries on the side.

"Ok!"

Lian Qingyou naturally knew that learning something here wouldn't be so simple.

She walked up to the old man, who first glanced at her face, then at her hands, and then snorted coldly without giving her any instruction.

Lian Qingyou didn't say anything, but sat down as well. She washed her hands in a basin and started making desserts.

Her hands moved incredibly fast; she quickly sculpted a rabbit, and then a hedgehog in a flash.

In short, no two of the pastries she made were the same.

The old man standing nearby was about to say something to her.

At this point, I realized that not only were her wrappings better than mine, but the creativity in them also surpassed mine.

This made him feel a sense of crisis.

As he wrapped her up, he noticed that the little girl was very quick and efficient.

She had just finished making two, and she had made all of them, and they looked very nice.

So much so that in the end there was nothing left to do.

The old man sat down next to the old woman, and the two of them watched Lian Qingyou busy herself.

Strangely enough, when there were fewer people, she wasn't busy, but later when there were more people, she still didn't feel busy.

The old woman and the old man exchanged a glance, then silently turned their heads away.

People who are awesome are infuriating.

Normally, when it's just the two of them, it feels like they can't stop.

What? She managed to handle it all by herself.

"Father-in-law, Mother-in-law, would you like some noodles?"

Seeing that it was already noon, Lian Qingyou walked up to the two of them and asked them a question.