The next day, Qin Xue started making candied hawthorn with her sister, and as soon as they finished, they saw several children eagerly awaiting them.
"Little gluttons, eat well, come on." Today, Qin Jiale learned a new treat. She had only seen others sell them before, and didn't have the money to buy them, even though there were hawthorn on the mountain. But they were too sour, so they didn't pick too many, just drying some for digestive tea at home.
Who knew that making candied hawthorn wasn't too difficult, and those sugar-frosted hawthorns looked really nice, just a bit too sugary.
"Yay, finally done, I want to eat." Yu Chen, the most energetic one, was the furthest away.
Yu Ze was still so composed, while Cohen had been silent a lot lately, probably because he had been away from them for a while. Watching the children's reactions, Qin Xue felt uneasy. It wasn't something she could control; if she had known beforehand, she might have let Chu Molin stay, and gone by herself.
