When Liu Meilan saw that their father and daughter were so harmonious, she was certainly not happy. Her face collapsed all the way.
Mr. Chen looked at her discontentedly and didn't say anything.
They came to a small river in the suburbs. There are many people here. Many people come out for an outing with their families. It looks very lively.
Chen ling'er was infected by their happiness, and her face was always filled with a happy smile.
Liu Meilan asked Du Juan to take out a food box and take out all the snacks inside.
Seeing that master Chen had not spoken to her since he came here, she quickly called Ping'er: "Ping'er, send some cakes to my father."
One side of the cuckoo quickly said with a smile: "this cake is made by the lady herself. In order to make this, the lady scalded her fingers."
Liu Meilan hastened to make a gesture to stop her: "Oh, what are you doing about these things? How can it be so exaggerated?"
Master Chen's face softened a little. Then he took her hand. Seeing that it was really a little red, he said, "it's better to leave these things to the servants. Why bother yourself."
"What are you talking about? What do you mean to trouble me. I'm your wife. Isn't it normal to do these things for you? I don't know you. I know your taste. " Liu Meilan said in a low voice.
"Well, well, I've already felt my wife's intention. Thank you, madam. Come here, ling'er. Let's have a taste of Meilan's craftsmanship." Master Chen finally showed his smile and waved to Chen ling'er.
At the sight of Chen ling'er, Liu Meilan felt as if she had a thorn in her heart. However, in front of Mr. Chen, she couldn't show it.
"Yes, ling'er, try it." She said without a smile.
Xia Xiaoran saw her also feel unhappy, just want to hit her, so he took out a food box prepared by himself.
"Miss, master, this is my special snack. I hope you like it."
While saying that, Xia Xiaoran opened the food box, a box of green dumplings are quietly lying on it.
We've never seen such a cake before. We're all curious.
Mr. Chen looked at Xia Xiaoran in surprise: "Qingyan, what is it made of? Did you make it yourself?"
"Yes, it's called the Youth League. My mother taught me to make it when I was very young. It's delicious. Try it."
Mr. Chen and Chen ling'er both picked up a piece with a smile. After tasting it, they both showed satisfied smiles.
"It's refreshing and delicious. It melts in the mouth. It's also sweet and fragrant. It's really delicious. Green smoke, you are so powerful."
"Yes, I've been around for so many years, but I haven't eaten this kind of pastry. Qingyan, you're a smart girl who can make this kind of thing. Can you tell me how to make it? I'll let the cooks in the house follow you to learn it." Mr. Chen said with a smile.
In fact, this is just a very common snack in the 21st century. Xia Xiaoran only saw others make it once, but he didn't expect to make it so successful the first time.
She began to introduce it with some pride: "the Green League is made of glutinous rice into a fine powder, and then kneaded into a ball, steamed and eaten. It's very simple to say, but the requirements for material selection and heat are very high. I have experimented many times before I succeeded. "
"Then why is it green? It also has a fragrance. If I'm not wrong, it seems to be the smell of wormwood." Chen ling'er asked curiously.
Xia Xiaoran looked at her approvingly and said with a smile: "Miss, your tongue is quite powerful. You can eat wormwood as soon as you eat it. I did use wormwood to squeeze out the juice, and then put it in the glutinous rice flour. In order to dilute its original green taste, I put bean paste in it. "
After hearing this, Mr. Chen clapped his hand and praised: "yes, yes, what a clever girl, Qingyan. You were sold into the Chen family when you were ten years old. How can you remember the snacks your mother made? I've never heard of it. "
"Er... In fact, this is a very simple snack in my hometown. At first, other people only used it as pastry, and later it was used as sacrificial food. It's going to be Tomb Sweeping Day, so I thought of making it. " Xia Xiaoran talks nonsense.
When Liu Meilan saw that they were so happy and in the limelight, she was immediately unhappy.
However, Ping'er didn't know how to look. He ate the Youth League one by one and said: "eat well, sister Qingyan, you are so powerful."
This Ping'er is not like his mother. He has a pure personality. He doesn't feel sorry for Chen ling'er, so he rushes to this. Xia Xiaoran silently adds points to him in his heart.
Liu Meilan pulled back his hand which he wanted to reach for Xia Xiaoran's food box and scolded: "eating so much glutinous rice, I'm not afraid of stomachache!"
Ping'er muttered with some grievances: "I want to eat it. The youth league made by sister Qingyan has a good taste."
"What sister? Qingyan is just a servant. You are the young master of the Chen family. Don't shout Master Chen saw that she began to make a big splash again. He could not help humming coldly: "Meilan, what's your temper against the child? I didn't put what I said in my heart, did I?" Suddenly the atmosphere was a little embarrassed, and azalea broke the deadlock with a smile“ Young master, you can try what the lady makes. The lady works very hard to make these snacks. She just wants to give you a drink. Master, you can give the lady some face After all, is Ping'er still a child? He doesn't know how to look at his eyes at all. At the moment, he is still eating with Xia Xiaoran's Youth League, and his mouth is vague“ No, I don't like to eat things made by my mother. I like the youth league made by sister Qingyan. " After hearing this, Liu Meilan immediately glared at her son“ Good! Since you like food made by others so much, don't recognize me as a mother in the future. I don't need to take care of you in the future. It happens that I am at ease! " Liu Meilan said angrily. Seeing this, Chen ling'er suddenly said gently, "Ping'er, how can you say that? Don't hurt your mother's heart. She works very hard to do these things." Liu Meilan is angry, listening to Chen ling'er's words, no good way: "don't you fake kindness, shut up, my son, I discipline myself!"“ Meilan! Ling'er is Ping'er's younger brother. Why do you say that? What's more, she's talking for you and you're angry. What's the matter with you today? " Master Chen scolded. Liu Meilan was so angry that her eyes were red that she had to turn her head and say in a stuffy voice, "OK, I've taken the wrong medicine myself. I won't speak today. It's OK."“ You... Ah... I really don't know when you can change your temper. You always talk like that. " Mr. Chen sighed helplessly.