Xun Hui and Erni were at a loss for what Yang Ruxin was talking about, they simply noticed she had stopped speaking, so neither dared to say a word.
Soon, footsteps sounded from outside, pulling Yang Ruxin's thoughts back to the present.
A group of people who had been next door all came bustling in.
Gu Qingheng, accompanied by the two Qi brothers and Fang Tianze among others, arrived, each carrying a large bundle of bamboo skewers in their hands.
Xun Hui and Erni breathed a sigh of relief. Having just cried, they hurriedly went into the house to tidy themselves up, while Yang Ruxin had already adjusted her breath and expression.
"Are these acceptable?" Gu Qingheng asked.
Yang Ruxin glanced at the bamboo skewers and picked out some, "These are too thick, whittle them down a bit more."
"These are all your handiwork, I told you it wasn't good, you didn't believe me..." Qi Jingrong gloated as he glanced at Qi Jingyi.
