"Why are you here?" Yu Jian said in surprise, with shining stars in her eyes.
Tang Yuan stared at her hand holding Yu Yuan dissatisfied, with some inexplicable jealousy in his heart, and his voice became darker: "Uncle Jianguo said that you have been very busy recently..." He still remembered Yu Jianguo's original words firmly.
In his heart, the old father wished he could study for his daughter. Tang Yuan looked her up and down carefully, his lips stretched into a thin line, and his voice became deeper: "She has lost a lot of weight."
Yu Jian looked at herself left and right, and asked suspiciously: "Is there any?" She weighed herself just yesterday, and she didn't lose a pound, and the pointer still had a slight tendency to move backward. Either she exercised a lot and gained muscle mass.
So you look a little thinner?
She was a little happy: "It's better to be thinner, it will look better!"
Tang Yuan's venomous tongue began to show off again: "Yes, there is a skinny monkey with energy, and a fat and round little milk monkey in his arms."
"Who are you calling fat??" Yu Yuan was furious. Now he is most afraid of people saying he is fat. Is he fat? My sister said it, it is called baby fat. When he grows up, he will naturally disappear.
! He suddenly jumped out of Yu Jian's arms, ran to Tang Yuan, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and looked up at him: "Tell me clearly, who is fat?"
"What do you think..." Tang Yuan looked at him condescendingly, with a smile on his lips, and ruthlessly pulled the clothes out of his little hands, looking like the king of hell.
Yu Yuan's small round eyes narrowed and enlarged, enlarged and shrunk, and finally couldn't stand the invisible pressure, so he cried "Wow". He turned around and complained to his sister: "Sister! Someone is bullying your little brother.
!What the hell do you care about!!”
Yu Jian smiled and glanced angrily at Tang Yuan. The latter shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands helplessly, took a long step, and walked away.
Yu Yuan saw that his sister not only did not say anything, but also flirted with this bad guy, she felt even more aggrieved and cried even louder——
In the end, it was Grandma Yu who came forward and coaxed Yu Yuan to stop. The little guy dug out a big spoonful of soft cake from the pumpkin bucket and stuffed it into his mouth as if to vent his anger. He stared angrily at the fact that he had stolen his sister's attention.
Tang Yuan, who had no strength, secretly made a decision in his heart: Do you still want to enter their Lao Yu's house in the future? No way!
…
"You haven't eaten yet? First, please pacify your stomach." Tang Yuan sadly handed over the pumpkin basque specially left for her.
Yu Jian pursed her lips, hiding the smile at the corner of her mouth, and said in a brisk voice: "I had some snacks on the way back." She saw a small pumpkin in the box, and poked it curiously. It turned out to be real, but she was puzzled.
He looked up at him.
Tang Yuan chuckled lightly, first took apart the spoon and put it in her hand, then pinched the small handle on the top of the pumpkin, and carefully opened it. The rich milky fragrance inside immediately filled the air. He handed the box to Yu Jian again, and did
He made a gesture of invitation: "Try it."
This dessert has the same effect as the pumpkin cup in Chinese food. Yu Jian magically looked at it twice more and figured out the way. When the spoon was inserted into the cake, it felt soft and waxy before eating. Be careful.
The ground was dug a little, and the golden sauce flowed out. Yu Jian took a small taste. The light sweetness of honey was mixed with the delicate aftertaste of pumpkin puree, and mixed with the rich aroma of cream. It was so delicious that I couldn't help but love it.
She has a sweet tooth and wants to wiggle her little feet.
The cake is sweet yet salty, and the taste of salted egg yolk balances out the greasy taste of the dessert itself. The pumpkin puree is the finishing touch, making the cake richer in taste. It also retains the original appearance of the pumpkin, which is really impressive.
like.
"Like it very much?" Tang Yuan felt better after seeing her eating like a kitten.
Yu Jian nodded heavily: "Yeah! I used to think that the things you made were delicious, but they looked very expensive. Today's pumpkin cake is good and down-to-earth. After I finish eating the cake inside, I'll still have it.
I can make a pumpkin lantern and put candles in it. Isn’t there some kind of Halloween abroad? It happens to be coming soon!”
Yu Yuanke heard all these words and echoed from the side: "Yes, yes! Sister, please help me do it, and I will take it to the kindergarten to play with the children."
I see.
The long-standing shackles in Tang Yuan's heart were suddenly loosened. Yu Jian's words awakened him, and he vaguely seemed to grasp something...
The true meaning of cooking does not lie in the beautiful appearance, just like those wagashi made by Nishimura Kowako, are they beautiful? Very beautiful. But what is the use of being beautiful? How can there be flashy things on ordinary people's dining tables every day?
.This is true for Chinese food, and it is the same for Western food.
The little girl Yu Jian is indeed not simple. Tang Yuan's eyes changed again when he looked at her. After the coldness receded, he actually showed a hint of fanaticism. The little girl really has a charm that makes people admire her, not just because of how beautiful she is.
It's not about her superb craftsmanship, but her vision.
Thinking about this, Tang Yuan was a little confused. Yu Jian felt more like an adult of the same age to him. Although sometimes she would deliberately pretend to be a little girl, Tang Yuan just felt that this
This is not her truest state.
Yu Jian had no idea that Tang Yuan could be so perceptive. She had already worked very hard to learn how to become a modern girl that everyone loved. Even though sometimes those artificial expressions and movements made her feel sick in her heart, but her parents
She likes her elders and has no distance from her classmates. In this way, Yu Jian actually enjoys it. There is nothing wrong with being a carefree little girl.
Tang Yuan had another game in the evening, and Yu Jian didn't let him have dinner. After comforting Yu Yuan, he sent Tang Yuan to get his car.
Along the way, the little girl hummed a song in a good mood. Tang Yuan carefully identified it. It was a popular single, a rather sad love song. He bent his eyes and asked deliberately: "What song is it? It's quite nice."
"Really? I think it sounds good too. I'll send it to you on WeChat later."
Tang Yuan looked at the little girl's shining white face, which was as noble and indestructible as the goddess of the snow-capped mountains under the moonlight. He sighed slightly in his heart, raised his hand to touch the little girl's black hair and lowered it dejectedly.
Yu Jian glanced at him inexplicably. Why did this man suddenly become depressed when he was in a good mood just now? She stopped and asked him seriously: "Are you hiding something from me?"
Tang Yuan was shocked, fearing that her thoughts would be spied on by her.
Unexpectedly, the little girl tilted her head and looked at her for a while, then said: "Did that person do something else? I'm telling you, don't hide everything from me. People say that the Three Stooges are still here.
I'm just like Zhuge Liang. Although my brain is not as good as Zhuge Liang's, my IQ and EQ are both online..."
Tang Yuan listened to the little girl's crisp voice and curled his lips with a smile...
It seems that he is overthinking it. The little girl is a little girl and she is very cute.