C291 A Child's Memory
Yin Qijin suppressed her anger and looked at Yijing, "You were talking about human skin just now. Did you mix up the names? This biscuit is made of flour, so it's called a biscuit. Don't you understand?"
She explained it word by word. At this moment, she really wanted to explain it to the little shota, but unfortunately, the shota's face was wrinkled and he shook his head seriously.
"Mother