Dad: Super cute twins come to your door

Originally, Sanbao was a little interested when he heard about chocolate, but it wasn't necessary.

When Hobert taught her how to make chocolate cake before, he once said that he made the chocolate himself, and Sambo was very delicious after taking a bite.

It shouldn't be any worse than chocolate brought back from abroad.

Besides, Zhang Cuchu had no sincerity at all when he made the bet, and even cheated on him. Even Si Bao saw that there was a problem this time, so how could she not see it?

It's so obvious. If Sanbao jumps into the big pit set by others, wouldn't it be a disguised proof of how stupid he is?!!

"Alas~"

Zhang Cuchu wanted to say something, but Si Bao stepped in between them.

"Alas, my sister said she doesn’t want to bet with you anymore. Isn’t it just chocolate? Can flowers be made from overseas?"

Sibao expressed that Zhang Cuchu was already very unhappy when he was pestering Erbao as a follower of Erbao.

Now if she pesters Sanbao again, it would be even more troublesome.

"Come on, if you don’t want to bet, why don’t you bet? Just some small cakes and biscuits. I’ll ask my chef at home to make some when I go back, and I’ll help bring them over for everyone to eat tomorrow."

Hearing this, Zhang Cuchu still refused to suffer and said very stubbornly.

However, his voice was not quiet, and all these words were heard in the ears of other students around him.

"real? Zhang Cu urged the gentleman to say, a horse is hard to catch. Is this what you said?"

"It just so happens that Su Xiaozhi said we haven't eaten enough biscuits yet. If you bring some more, it should be enough."

"What? Will Zhang Cuchu also bring us cookies and cakes tomorrow? Hehehe, thank you in advance……"

The classmates around Zhang Cuchu were talking to each other. In Zhang Cuchu's confusion, it seemed that he couldn't get back what he said.

"me……"

After several breaths, Zhang Cuchu didn't say anything.

Although he had just said the words, he just said them casually unconvinced, deliberately irritating Si Bao and the others, but he didn't expect to actually bring cakes and biscuits over tomorrow.

"What are you? Did you just lie to us?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"It doesn’t matter if you don’t need to bring it. I just don’t know if I can grab what Su Xiao made tomorrow.……"

Seeing this, the students around him gathered around again and each one said something. Zhang Cuchu couldn't even tell the truth.

"Of course I am not lying to you. I will ask my chef to make a lot of small cakes and biscuits tomorrow, and then we will share them together."

Before he could say anything, Zhang Cu's words changed again.

If he admitted it directly at this time, wouldn't he be convinced that he was a liar? Then he would be very embarrassed among his classmates in the future, and he might not even raise his head. I couldn’t get up.

So I just said what I just said, so I had to bite the bullet and continue.

In the evening, Zhang Cuxu returned home.

"Mom, um, cough, cough... I studied all day today."

Zhang Cuchu called his mother. He really didn't know how to speak about this matter for a while, and his words were cryptic.

But Zhang Cuchu's mother is so clever. She has lived with Zhang Cuchu for so long, and she can see it at a glance. Something is wrong

"What's wrong? Do you have anything to say to me? Just say it."

Zhang Cuchu's mother asked.

Her son's hesitant look was too obvious. If she couldn't tell it, then being a mother for so many years would have been in vain.

"Mom, can you, can you ask our chef to make some cakes and biscuits for me tomorrow? I want to take it to school to eat."

Hearing this, Zhang Cuchu said hesitantly, where is the"domineering" look he had when he was in school?

"ah? You said that's all, isn't it just to make a small cake and biscuits? If it's a small problem, you can talk to your Aunt Wang yourself. It's not a big problem."

Hearing that it turned out to be such a trivial matter, Zhang Cuchu's mother readily agreed.

She didn't understand why her precious son hesitated over such a trivial matter, so couldn't she just run over and talk to the chef?

Could it be that there was a conflict with their chef and that's why it was like this?

"Mom, I don't want a portion of cookies and cakes. I want some, maybe a lot.……"

Zhang Cuchu stretched out his hands and gestured, but when he spoke later, his voice did become quieter and quieter.

His eyes lowered as he spoke, not daring to look into his mother's eyes.

"Um...you want so many cookies and cakes to make, right? Can you finish eating?"

Zhang Cuchu's mother was stunned for a moment, and then asked

"I, I should finish eating……"

Zhang Cuchu's voice was softer than a mosquito at this time. If Zhang Cuchu's mother hadn't been relatively close, she might not have been able to hear what he was saying.

"Um? No, does your school have any picnics or other activities?"

Zhang Cuchu's mother had already noticed something was wrong, and then she guessed.