"Husband, fortunately we practiced the trumpet early..."
Jiang's mother looked at Jiang Zheng with the appearance of the rest of her life.
This foolish child wants to sprinkle dog food in front of his parents. If he has the ability, he will sprinkle it in front of his mother-in-law to see if he can still marry a daughter-in-law.
She is really confused on a daily basis. Her son is poisonous and cheap, how on earth can she coax Yu Qian into her hands. Could it be that... Qian Qian is an M, and she likes her son's meanness?
Then Mama Jiang turned her head to look at Yu Qian, her expression was both sympathetic and lighthearted as she shed her burden.
"Cissy, come and eat more."
For the sake of her stupid Dabao having such a pair of very good parents, don't break up.
Jiang's father listened to Jiang's mother's words, and nodded in agreement, and then silently pushed the dish to Yu Qian's side.
A meal, if you ignore Jiang Zheng's occasional extra drama, it will still be a very pleasant meal.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Jiang's mother took out an eight-inch cake and put it on the table.
Yu Qian looked at the cake that was um... crooked, and even the cream was not smoothed in some places, and then looked at the expectant mother Jiang, and her heart became clear.
Under the urging of his family, Jiang's father happily made a wish, and when dividing the cake, he even put an oversized piece on Yu Qian's plate.
"Cissy, try it. This is a cake that your aunt made for me. I look forward to this taste every year."
After Dad Jiang finished speaking, he also took a small cake plate and used a fork to pick up a piece of cake and put it in his mouth.
Yu Qian looked at Daddy Jiang's happy look, and always felt that there was something in his words.
The point of Jiang's father's words would not be that his aunt did it for him, and every year...
Uncle Jiang definitely didn't mean that, and he definitely wasn't spreading dog food, right?
Yu Qian held her fork and quietly turned her head to look at Jiang Zheng, um... Another expression that despised his father, but was envious to death.
Yu Qian's trembling hand started to happen again.
Seeing that Jiang Zheng was about to speak to her, Yu Qian immediately put a mouthful of cake in her mouth and smiled sweetly, "Auntie's cakes are so delicious, I want to learn how to make cakes with my auntie. "
Sure enough, Jiang Zheng's eyes lit up when he heard this.
Yu Qian continued: "But I'm clumsy. When I was a child, my mother was not at home. I learned to cook by myself, and I almost chopped off my finger. The cake is so difficult, I don't think I'll ever want to make it myself."
Well, she can't cook! ! It was Ah Piao who cooked for her when she was a child, but it wasn't herself.
Jiang's mother looked at Yu Qian, who revealed her shortness, and then at the disappointed silly son, and suddenly realized.
Why did she deliberately show off her craftsmanship in order to express herself? As a result, she is now urged to make cakes every year.
Although she is very happy to have someone join her, she really doesn't want to do it every year.
I only hated that I was too young at the time and was fascinated by this love.
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Jiang's mother's cake, although the appearance is a little miserable, but the taste is really good, it can be seen that it is a craftsmanship that has settled down over time.
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