"How does it taste?" Song Siqi felt inexplicably nervous.
This is her first time making it, what if it doesn’t taste good?
Lin Jiayi felt excited all over: "It's delicious! But"
There was a pause in her words.
This made Song Siqi anxious: "But what?"
Lin Jiayi's expression was a bit tearful, and she stuck out her tongue like a puppy radiating heat, with the piece of chocolate still hanging on her pink and tender tongue.
“Okay (spicy)!”
Song Siqi: "."
[Hahaha! Baby Jiajia is so cute! She sticks out her tongue like a little puppy.]
[Hahaha! I have taken a screenshot! I want to make this picture into a profile picture! This will be my profile picture for the next year!]
[Hahahaha! Little Fubao, Mom, I’m sorry for you. Baby Jiajia is so cute. I’ll use her avatar for a while, and then I’ll change it to yours! 】
[Baby Jiajia is still a child, and children don’t like mint-flavored things.]
"Then you try something else. I made one or two more of each."
Lin Jiayi was naturally happy to help her with this kind of tasting.
She took the initiative to take out all the other rows of chocolates in the refrigerator.
"This is filled with matcha."
"tasty!"
"This is filled with strawberries."
"tasty!"
"This is filled with white peaches."
“So refreshing! I like this the most!”
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Lin Jiayi ate all the chocolates of every flavor, with a little bit of chocolate still stuck to the corner of her mouth, with a satisfied look on her face.
What people who make food like to see the most are the satisfied smiles on the faces of those who eat it.
Song Siqi's mouth revealed a hint of joy.
He pretended to be calm and said, "Now, put one chocolate of each flavor in each box, and I'll see how many flavors are missing."
"Okay~"
Lin Jiayi folded each gift box obediently and put one chocolate of each type into the box.
“There are still three flavors left.”
Song Siqi thought for a while: "Well, what other flavors can we make?"
"Could you make one with almonds? There are also ones with raisins and red wine."
"no problem."
Lin Jiayi's eyes lit up: "I'll do it."
Before he finished speaking, Song Siqi interrupted him directly: "I don't need your help! Just help me mash these almonds and raisins!"
[Hahahaha! Jiajia baby, give up, Song Siqi will never let you touch these pots and pans again. 】
[Baby Jiajia should be allowed to taste the chocolate she makes by herself, so that she will understand Song Siqi’s good intentions. 】
[Jiajia baby, you are still suitable for writing and writing, cooking and making desserts are not suitable for you!]
[It’s okay, Jiajia baby! No one is perfect, everyone will do something bad, don’t worry about it! 】
Lin Jiayi's enthusiasm was extinguished in an instant.
"Oh." She lowered her head sadly.
Why doesn't Aqi want her to help?
Even so, Song Siqi was not soft-hearted.
After all, she knew that if she softened her heart, the teachers would suffer, and it might also harm others.
Think about the teacher and others.
It's better to feel aggrieved to Jiajia.
It wasn't until half past nine that the two of them finished and boxed all the chocolates.
"Are you almost done? You two go take a shower and go to bed. Let Auntie do the rest." Sun Liqing urged them to go back to the room to sleep.
"Okay~"
At the entrance of the stairs, Lin Jiayi was preparing to go upstairs.
Sun Liqing suddenly stopped her: "Jiajia, do you have anything going on on Saturday? If nothing happens, aunt has made an appointment with the aunt next door and her family to go to the hot springs together on Saturday. Will you go with us?"
After hearing her words, Lin Jiayi's face showed embarrassment.
But she has to teach the children in the orphanage every Saturday.
But the aunt has already made an agreement with others.
People must abide by their agreements and cannot break the contract without authorization unless there is an emergency.
Besides, since she is here to participate in a variety show, she naturally has to fully obey the arrangements of the show team and the Song family.
Anyway, she had often been unable to go to the orphanage because of something else.
After thinking again and again, Lin Jiayi nodded and said, "Okay."
"Then it's agreed. Go to bed. Good night."
"Good night, aunt."
Early the next morning, the two of them came to school early.
Before all the teachers arrived, one person walked to the office carrying several gift boxes.
"Aqi, don't put it wrong. This belongs to the Chinese teacher."
"This belongs to the math teacher. There are three copies of the math teacher. One of them was given to Teacher Yu from Class 1 by me."
Song Siqi followed her instructions and placed each chocolate box on the teacher's table corresponding to the card. Two boxes were placed on each table, one box for each of them.
I put away the chocolates and went straight back to class.
In the office, teachers came to the office one after another and immediately spotted the beautifully wrapped chocolate box placed in the center of their desk.
There is a card and a carnation attached to the box.
"Who put this here?"
The class teacher curiously picked up one of the boxes and opened the cards and took a look at it, and he knew the answer in his mind.
The Chinese teacher on the side said cheerfully: "Who in Class 12 can write such a sentence? The homemade handmade chocolates taste good, and I haven't received such a thoughtful gift for a long time."
"They probably made this chocolate together, but this card must have been written by Lin Jiayi himself."
"Lin Jiayi is a really good kid, smart and well-behaved. Since he came here, he has led Song Siqi and Jiang Shixin, who don't like to study, to actively raise their hands to answer questions in class, and the answers are basically correct. I can
So surprised.”
"It is said that they all gather in the library after school to make up lessons. There are also students in other classes, and Lin Jiayi teaches them. No wonder they have made such obvious progress."
"Maybe in the final exam this semester, those children will leave Class 12."
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What the teachers said to each other in the office was full of praise for Lin Jiayi.
Yesterday they made an extra box of chocolates and brought them to school.
As soon as Jiang Shixin and the others arrived at class.
Looking at the box of chocolates placed on their table that was exactly the same as yesterday's box of chocolates, I felt guilty.
Jiang Shixin walked to his seat, his expression indescribable.
"Boss, please give me this box of chocolates."
His hesitation to speak was already very obvious.
Song Siqi raised her eyes from the book: "Don't worry, this box of chocolates was made by me, not Jiajia. I won't let Jiajia enter the kitchen again."
After hearing this, Jiang Shixin and Jiang Ye's expressions relaxed visibly.