Monique really enjoyed the present time very much. Good time always passed quickly.
It was almost time for the middle-autumn mooncakes.
She was really looking forward to making mooncakes for Mid-Autumn Festival with her Henry and grandmother
There was a special family atmosphere.
The administration department quickly prepared the necessary materials for each table.
Because of the environment, what Monique had discussed with the administration department before was the materials for the semi-finished product.
“You just need to make a model of the prepared flour and the stuffing in the middle.”
“This process would be faster in this way.”
Of course, it was okay if someone didn't want to make it, and the performance on the stage would continue.
But at this time, most of the performances on the stage were mainly about singing.
In this way, those who made mooncakes could also listen to songs and enjoy making mooncakes.
Looking at the finished dough in front of her, Little Nomi pouted and acted like a spoiled child to Monique. "Mommy, I want to make mooncakes too. I want to make one for grandmother, one for Mommy, one for daddy, and one for myself."
"One, two, three, four, I want to make four mooncakes." Little Nomi pouted her pink and tender mouth and counted on the other side with her white and chubby hands.
She was very soft and cute.
Everyone's hearts were almost melted by her.
Grandma was the happiest. "Good, good, good. I want to eat mooncakes made by Little Nomi."
"Okay!" A sweet smile appeared on Little Nomi's tender face. "Great Granny, what kind of mooncake do you want?"
"As long as it's made by you, I like all kinds of stuffed mooncakes," Grandma said with a smile.
Monique divided the flour on the table into four pieces, one for Little Nomi, and took the other part. "Grandma, do you want to try it?"
Monique didn't know if grandmother was willing to do it, so she asked tentatively.
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