63 Ciba Cake

The winter in Jiang City was still very cold. The wind blew on their faces and the air was like a knife in their nose. Jiang City was near the sea, so it often rained. Most of the winter was wet and cold. When Qu Zhi first arrived, she had to take a long time to get used to the weather.

In Qu Zhi’s memory, Chuchu used to have frostbites on her hands every year. Her fair and tender little hands would turn black and purple, and there would be long scars, which would be very ugly.

In the past, Qu Zhi didn’t pay attention to these things. She thought that every child would get frostbites, so she just wanted to let nature take its course. In addition, she also had her own problems. When she washed the dishes, it was very painful and itchy, but she would be fine after a while. The remaining money was for buying gloves.

The gloves were something that could only be used for a short period of time. It was such a waste for her at that time. She couldn’t bear to.

But now, she couldn’t bear to do that. From now on, as long as she could do it, she would do her best to protect Chuchu and Sisi from suffering.

During the weekend, Chuchu kept asking for brown sugar Ciba Cake. This was a dish from their hometown, and it was too troublesome to cook. Qu Zhi was busy with the house and didn’t have time to do it. Usually, Chuchu would only be able to eat authentic food during the new year.

This time, it was winter again, and it was time to eat brown sugar Ciba Cake. Qu Zhi was always curious about why everyone liked to eat brown sugar Ciba Cake during winter. She only felt that this dish was too sweet and it was not suitable for Chuchu.

However, Chuchu liked this type of food and would often cry from craving it. Qu Zhi was unwilling to make it for her.

As she thought about it, Qu Zhi’s heart began to ache again. If the child wanted to eat, then just cook. After all the worry, the most important thing was for the child to be happy.

She was going out to buy glutinous rice flour now and make it today!

In the end, she went to the mall to buy glutinous rice flour and brown sugar, and at a glance, she saw the gloves on the shelf.

She picked a pair of khaki-colored fake sheepskin gloves. The inside was velvet and felt quite soft to the touch. She could wear this out. She tried it on her hand and found it quite warm. The design and workmanship were also exquisite. It didn’t look that bloated and looked very impressive.

The first person she thought of was Sister Song.

Does Sister Song have frostbite on her hands too? Qu Zhi could not remember. In her past life, Sister Song stopped contacting her after she moved. From then on, Qu Zhi had no contact with the outside world.

Now that she thought about it, she was really grateful to Sister Song. Sisi was able to stay by her side now almost entirely because of her. She had wanted to give her something a while ago but had forgotten about it when she was busy.

She felt this pair of gloves was perfect for her, so she bought two pairs. She had a khaki-colored one, and Sister Song had a light purple one.

She also picked out a pair for Chuchu. There weren’t many choices, but there happened to have a pair of small gray leather gloves. They were very ordinary and didn’t have any floral prints, but they looked much warmer than knitted gloves.

When she returned, the sky was already dark. The night in Jiang City was like a tide, and the starry lights in the city were like stars reflected on the tide. It was so unreal.

Qu Zhi had to hurry up. Chuchu wanted to eat as soon as she returned, but she hadn’t even prepared dinner.

Sisi swayed about outside and fell asleep again. Qu Zhi gently placed her on the bed, wrapped a hot water bottle in a thick towel, and stuffed it into her arms.

Sisi hugged her arms and slept quietly, like Chuchu playing with her doll.

Only then did Qu Zhi feel at ease and started to busy herself in the kitchen. When Chuchu came back, she had just started to fry the Ciba Cake.

Chuchu’s little nose was so sharp that she immediately smelled the fragrance of the Ciba Cake. She was so excited that she started to scream.

However, this greedy little cat didn’t forget to put flattery first. She hugged Qu Zhi with a smile and sweetly called out, “Mommy is the best mommy in the world!”

“Go away, go away. Don’t burn yourself.” Qu Zhi pushed her back and scraped her nose. “You’re the only one who likes to eat this. Go try on the new gloves and see if they’re warm.”

Chuchu’s eyes widened. Her birthday was still two months away! Why was there a present today?

“Is this my reward for my recent good performance?” She crossed her arms and asked Qu Zhi seriously.

“Mom doesn’t need a reason to give Chuchu a gift.” Qu Zhi smiled. This was how it should be. It wasn’t like she was training a pet. As long as Chuchu was happy, she was willing to give her gifts every day.

While she was in a daze, the Ciba Cake almost burned. Fortunately, although it didn’t look good, it still taste good.

Qu Zhi poured the brown sugar syrup on it. It looked quite like similar.

Chuchu picked up a piece with her chopsticks and stuffed it into her mouth. She was scalded to the point of exhaling hot air, but continued to chew.

“It’s, it’s so delicious!” It was so hot that her tears were about to fall. However, her little face was filled with satisfaction.

Qu Zhi felt her heart warm up.