Chen Meijia grabbed the thousand layer cake: "Thousand layers, thousand layers, a thousand memories of the past."
"But……"
Chen Meijia cried: "There is nothing left after we dismantle it."
"You are taking a look at this." Hu Yifei picked up the prepared drink: "This is called freshly squeezed Wuliangye. It contains five kinds of whole grains, which means a good harvest. I wish us all a good harvest."
"It's a cold night." Zhao Haitang has been busy looking for a house and couldn't help complaining: "Yes, it's really cold at night if I can't find a house."
Hu Yifei was gradually affected by them now, but she was still holding back: "Look at this, potato smiley face cake, how festive it is. It means everyone is always smiling."
Curry Sauce stared at the cake distractedly: "Look at this cake, it is round, does it look like the circle outside the word "split"?"
Hu Yifei did not expect that the delicacies she prepared would not only make everyone happy, but would actually make everyone even more unhappy. She was not unhappy because everyone did not buy it, but she blamed herself for not thinking so much.
Since Hu Yifei couldn't make everyone happy with delicious food, she was thinking of other ways, but she was in a bad mood now.
"Sister Yifei, what delicious food did you cook? I can smell it from next door."
Just when Hu Yifei was desperately trying to find a way to make everyone happy.
Suddenly one day I heard Tang Zhan's voice, and I was somewhat relieved that someone finally bought in: "Tang Zhan, come here quickly and see how the delicious food I cooked is."
When Tang Zhan walked in, he saw that everyone was not in a good mood.
In order to make everyone happy last night, he spent the whole night thinking of ways.
He was also a little more certain.
It is better to block than to loosen.
Only by letting everyone release their emotions will it work.
"Sister Yifei, you have been preparing this table of delicious food all morning." After Tang Zhan sat down, he looked at Zhang Wei: "Zhang Wei, do you still have the onions you bought yesterday?"
"You want to use onions?"
Zhang Wei was surprised.
Because Tang Zhan's request was a bit too strange.
Tang Zhan nodded: "Bring the onions to me."
After Zhang Wei went to get onions.
Tang Zhan looked at them again: "Do you want to feel better?"
"How to get better?"
Hu Yifei cooked a table of delicious food but it didn't make them feel better. She wanted to know what Tang Zhan could do.
Chen Meijia, Curry Sauce, and Zhao Haitang are also very curious.
If there are other ways.
Tang Zhan might do it without telling them, but the method he thought of yesterday required their consent.
At this time Zhang Wei also took the onions back.
Tang Zhan took the onion and said seriously: "Rely on it!"
"it?"
"onion?"
Everyone couldn't understand it this time.
Especially Hu Yifei.
She cooked a table of delicious food, but no one was in a good mood.
An onion can make everyone feel better.
Tang Zhan said with a helpless smile: "Actually, everyone's mood is nothing more than the demolition of the love apartment. Everyone is not in a good mood. There is an emotion that they want to release, but they can't."
"When I was thinking about how to make everyone feel better."
"Suddenly I remembered what Zhang Wei said."
"At that time, everyone was afraid that Curry Sauce would not do well in the exam, so they all prepared a comfort plan. At that time, Zhang Wei said that if Curry Sauce pretended to be strong, he would slap onions on her face to make her cry until she felt happy."
After hearing this, Curry Sauce looked at Zhang Wei fiercely.
Zhang Wei smiled awkwardly: "Aren't I afraid of failing the Curry Sauce exam and feeling bad?"