Instead of sitting down to explain to them, the boss turned around with a smile, went behind the counter and pushed out his wife, who was inconvenient. Carefully for his wife covered with a blanket, he pulled a chair, sat down beside his wife, took his wife's hand, eloquently.

"This cake is my wife's idea." With a word, he turned to his wife, and his eyes were full of happiness and love. "The materials she used were hawthorn, balsam pear, honey and lemon, which were made with flour and eggs."

"Balsam pear?" Fu Xiaoqian thought that she had heard it wrong. She raised her voice and repeated the word.

See the boss rather proud nod, Fu Xiaoqian is more interested in this material. She knows that balsam pear can be seen on every household's table as a dish, but it is rare as a cake material. "Can this also be used to make cakes?"

"Well, that's my wife's intelligence." In front of him, every time he mentioned his wife, the man's face was always full of happiness and sweetness, which did not match his appearance, but existed harmoniously.

"It's nothing." The landlady's voice was soft, like thin water and weak wind, murmuring. "It was just a whim. We used common materials at home to make a cake for him at home with an electric cooker. As soon as he ate it, he became addicted and clamored to take out this cake to share with you. That's why we moved to open a cake shop on the edge of the University Town, so we got the idea that this cake can't be moved Works on the table. "

"It's really unique. It's kind of overwhelming. Every time I'm afraid to bite, and I can't forget the sweetness it left in my teeth. " Yang Xi's eyes were misty and her mind was in a trance.

It's like thinking about the little things between her and her boyfriend, sometimes sweet and happy, sometimes painful and sad, sometimes moved and happy.

"Madame, if you can make such a cake, I think there must be an unforgettable story between you and the boss." Fu Xiaoqian saw the surprised extension of the boss and the landlady, explained, "this cake has too much connotation, I have to think so."

"You are so clever." The boss was provoked to talk, began to have the opportunity to talk.

"Ah Mei and I are from the same village. Ah Mei's parents died very early. She grew up in her uncle's house, and her uncle was next door to our house. That's how we met each other..."

During the conversation, Yang Xi and Fu Xiaoqian know that the boss's name is ah Jun, and the boss's wife's name is Ah Mei. They are childhood sweethearts. As the only son of his family, a Jun is eager to find a way out of the mountain due to the hardship of his family. That year, the government went to their village to recruit soldiers, so the 18-year-old ah Jun was called into the army and became a glorious soldier.

On the day of departure, ah Jun was happy and distressed. Happily, he finally had a chance to see the world outside. What he was distressed about was his parents, who were too old to take care of.

When seeing him off, Ah Mei came up to him and said to ah Jun with shame and bravery, "you can join the army with confidence. I will take care of you like my parents. The first time update, wait for you to come back that day, I will deliver to your hand intact

With Ah Mei's words, ah Jun is very relieved to go to the army. In the army, the Afghan army actively participated in the study, and he also worked very hard in various training. As a result, a Jun was promoted to monitor. He became a member of the special forces with excellent results after another expansion of the recruitment of special forces.

As special forces, it is conceivable that the training is even more rigorous. In order to master this skill, the a-jun studied day and night, and naturally could not master the situation at home in time.

It was in those years that ah Jun's mother got liver cancer. Ah Mei was very careful and found it at an early stage, so as long as it was treated properly, she could still survive.

However, when the family was in financial difficulties, they had money to go to the hospital for treatment, and the money sent by the Afghan army could only maintain the most basic medicine for each time. For fear of affecting the training of the Afghan army, Ah Mei had to bear the medical expenses for the treatment of her mother. She had to work three jobs a day, and she was only willing to eat two meals a day. Finally, she had enough money to save for the operation of a Jun's mother. However, because of her long-term overwork and malnutrition, she fainted on the workbench. A bearing brought her lower body into the machine and cut off her two legs.

She is not willing to spend money to treat herself, delay the disease, will lead to the atrophy and necrosis of her legs now.

Knowing that she would never be able to stand up again, she quietly moved out of their village and hid herself. After a Jun knew about it, he was in a trance all day. In one mission, he was cut off an arm by the enemy.

Then he retired, and it took him ten years to find Ah Mei, who was singing in the street. The two talents were together again.

This is a sad, graceful and exciting love story. Two little girls who have little life experience shed their most sincere tears. They are deeply impressed by the love between them, by their responsibility and suffering.

"Now, though. We're all alive, we all have each other. That's why we have the idea of opening a cake shop and want to share our happiness with everyone around us. That's why we started this cake shop. " The boss's resolute eyes, which are like soldiers, show more than happiness, but also the gratitude and love for the women around him.Yes, at that moment, Fu Xiaoqian and Yang Xi really realized that their so-called pain and sadness were just dust floating in the air, which could be ignored.

Happiness is so simple, as long as you live, as long as you can have each other.

"Boss, Madame, can we learn how to make this cake from Madame?" Yang Xi first recovered from this sad and beautiful love and suggested.

"Yes, yes." As a designer, Fu Xiaoqian wants to add some beauty to this cake on the basis of its original design. What's more, she wants Zhuo ran to have a taste of this first love she made by herself.

When the boss saw that there was no business, he readily agreed to their request, closed the shop and let them into the kitchen.

It was the first time in their lives that they made cakes by themselves. From then on, they could not stop. As long as they had time, they would come to the shop to study new cake flavors with the landlady. Not only for cherry blossom to increase a lot of visitors, but also for their own university campus to increase the color, what's more, they harvest a pure friendship.

"Boss, this cake is sold out. Should you do more?" The voice of the shop assistant interrupted Yang Xi's memory.

Looking back, Yang Qian looked into the kitchen. There was no one. It seemed that she still needed to give Fu Xiaoqian some time. "Forget it, I won't do it today. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

"But..." Yang Xi raises her hand and interrupts the clerk's words. She knows what the clerk wants to say. Doing more means making more money.

But what does money mean?

Can it represent happiness? Can it represent friendship? Can it represent life? Can it represent everything she cherishes?

No, it doesn't represent anything!

And she, Yang Xi, just wants to be happy.

It is precisely her friendship with Fu Xiaoqian that can bring her real happiness.

Sometimes, they just need a glass of boiled water and sit opposite each other, speechless and speechless all day. They don't speak, but they seem to have said everything. Such soul contact can not only comfort the soul, but also wash the soul.

It's enough to have such a person in life. What's the point of making less money?

Yang Xi pulls the shop assistant further away from the kitchen to greet those who come to DIY cake. Now, cake making is not only her career, but also carries more wishes from her and Fu Xiaoqian.

Wisps of darkness, which belongs to the dark night alone, slowly seep into the sky, a huge sapphire. The night begins in front of people's eyes. In the kitchen of happiness baking room, stainless steel bowls banging on the bread table sound. It seems that someone is beginning to have inspiration.

"Think of it?" Yang Xi opens the door of the kitchen and sees Fu Xiaoqian putting materials into small bowls. It seems that she has already had an idea.

Yang Xi was also very excited, and her foot movements became a little more vain. She was mixed by something. She leaned forward uncontrollably and overturned all the small porcelain bowls arranged by Fu Xiaoqian on the bread table. The round bowls turned around on the table. There was little left in them, and all the materials poured out were mixed up We got together.

"Qian, ha ha You know, it's not careful. This kind of thing often, um It happens occasionally, don't you think? " Yang Xi's speech seems to have become less sharp. She scratched her black hair with one hand and pointed to the mixed materials on the table. Finally, she even felt that what she said was "shameless". She hung her hand down, picked up the bowl of flour and wanted to tidy them up and throw them away.

"Don't move." Fu Xiaoqian holds Yang Xi's hand away in mid air. Her facial expression is solemn and she suddenly stops.

"Really angry? No, there are so many materials. Just take another one. " Yang Xi can't figure out what Fu Xiaoqian thinks at the moment. Her expression has never appeared before. Usually, she always has a smile on her face. It seems that she will never be bothered by troubles. Today, she is a little strange to Yang Xi.

"It's a pity to dump them all. It's better to just mix them together and make one." Fu Xiaoqian looked at the land of Cangyi, it seems helpless, "if not, it is estimated that tomorrow is now done, some of the materials have not."

"Ah ~ ~ ~ what's gone? I'll buy it now. " Yang Xi tries to make up for her fault.

"Come on, let's do this first. If we mix them all together, we may be able to achieve the unexpected effect." Fu Xiaoqian was born optimistic, looking forward to a better result.