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In the house, outside the house, everyone said they heard it.
Song Chongjin watched Old Granny Zhang protect Wang Yongzhu in such a manner, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he turned to look at Wang Yongzhu.
Wang Yongzhu was observing the situation of the dye in the vat while communicating with Xiao Tiantian, "Xiao Tiantian, why do I feel the color is still not blue enough? Did I fail this time?"
Xiao Tiantian, whose attitude now matched the customer service of a former incarnation's X cat, said, "Dear, please rest assured, according to this system's calculations, your success rate this time is ninety percent! What's needed now is the drying process. Once the moisture inside evaporates and it becomes thick like porridge, it will be a success!"
Wang Yongzhu momentarily set aside her worries.
The meal was ready, and it wasn't dark yet, so they simply ate in the yard.
For dinner, they had noodles, and Old Granny Zhang, rather generously, stir-fried two kinds of toppings.
