Chapter 67

The more eggs in sugar water, the more the offspring of the family.

The waiters put the small pots on the long table with good separation, and then put the simple ingredients they need.

Old Mrs. Lin has only two granddaughters, Lin Yi and Lin Keke. But she has a lot of relatives on her side, so many young people rush out to cook eggs. Young people stand in a row, and some teenagers.

Mrs. Lin just sat and watched a group of young people working for her, with a bright face.

"What about Xiaoyi?"

Lin Guanting had been busy all morning, and then he found out that Lin Yi was not there.

Hearing this, Mrs. Lin's face sank. Her dissatisfaction was written in her eyes. Her two granddaughters did not let people worry. Lin Keke was naughty and mischievous, and Lin Yi was arrogant.

In the past, Lin Yi had no respect for her grandmother. She occasionally said that her white eyes could fly to the sky, saying that you were raised by my father, pretending to be the head of the family.

No quality.

The youngest son is good at everything. He just gets used to this daughter. It's better if he doesn't come. Isn't he deliberately angry with her when he comes?

Of course, this can't be said clearly. Mrs. Lin laughs with a farfetched smile, "Guan Ting, you said Xiao Yi has been busy recently, so let her be busy. Xiao Shou is just fine."

This is clearly angry.

Ying Hannian sat there boring and turned a small glass into wind and water. His black eyes swept Mrs. Lin's face, and he couldn't help hooking his lips.

This little group of people really stinks.

But why does he look so good?

"The child is very sensible recently. Maybe there is something delayed today. I'll call her right away." Lin Guanting said that he took out his mobile phone and called Lin Yi, but no one answered.

The long waiting time made Mrs. Lin's face more ugly.

Xiao Xinlu came at the right time, bent down, put her hands on Mrs. Lin's shoulder, and said softly, "Mom, Xiaoyi is busy. I'll cook her eggs in sugar water for you."

"No, it's all cooked by children. What do you cook?"

Mrs. Lin patted her hand with satisfaction. Xiao Xinlu was only five years older than Lin Yi, but she was one generation older. This generation was so sensible that she managed the family.

"It's OK. I also want to be filial to my mother."

Xiao Xinlu said with a smile. Before she straightened up, she heard a clear and decisive voice, "I'm delayed on the way. My aunt is an elder. How dare I let her do it for me?"

It's loud.

They turned their eyes to the side door.

Should be cold year press to stop in the table along the revolving cup, slowly lift eyes, eyes dark deep, hidden people can't see through the dark.

He Yao and an LAN, the restaurant manager on duty of the branch, are pushing open the classical European side door.

Lin Yi appeared at the door with a tray in both hands. Her long hair was braided into several thin braids and inlaid with thin flower vines. Her hair was simple and fresh, and her hair was elegant. She was wearing a long dress with naked pink flower embroidery. The embroidery details of the large area of pink peony from the neckline to the chest were three-dimensional, delicate and realistic. The bright green leaves were clearly embroidered. It seemed that there was dew on them and the lamp was on When the light shines, people are more delicate than flowers, if in the fairy, if in the fog.

She walked in slowly and attracted everyone's attention.

Many of the present childe brothers stood up, looked far away and talked in private.

Lin Keke looks at the young Lori dress she wears for her interest. She is so jealous that her blood drips out. Is there any mistake? It's not her birthday to wear such a nice dress.

Xiao Xinlu looked over, his face was very ugly, and his fingers grasped a touch of embroidery on the skirt.

She also clashed with her in her dress. She pierced the embroidered skirt, and Lin Yi also wore it. She embroidered rose to please old lady Lin. Lin Yi embroidered peony, just comparing her rose to a humble flower.

However, the embroidery process is extraordinary from a distance, and she can't catch up with it in a few months. Damn it, she doesn't know that Lin Yi secretly prepared these, comparing her skirt with the goods sold on the market.

It must be Anlan who's been playing tricks again.

Blame herself, should not also pierce embroidered gauze skirt.

Xiao Xinlu doesn't know that Lin Yi has the memory of her last life. She remembers Xiao Xinlu's dress at the birthday party clearly, so she has already ordered this dress, which is to stimulate her maliciously.

Women, especially those like Xiao Xinlu, are afraid to be compared with others.

Lin Yi slowly approached Mrs. Lin, and then everyone saw two eggs, tremella, medlar and other things on her tray.

Ying Hannian's eyes looked straight at her face. There were two bruises and several blood stains on her beautiful face. It was obvious that she had not had time to deal with the wound.

"Grandma."

Lin Yi went up to old lady Lin, lowered her head and gave a smile.

Old lady Lin seldom hears her solemn call for her grandmother. She can't help but wonder why she is like a new granddaughter.

"Xiaoyi, what's wrong with your face?" Lin Guanting looked at her face in shock, "how did it hurt like this?"Lin Yi light smile, "nothing, on the way out of a little accident, I go to boil eggs in sugar water."

With that, Lin Yi took the ingredients to the younger generation, stood in front of a pot beside Lin coco, lit the fire, put in the water, crushed the rock sugar, and boiled it over a fast fire.

Ying Hannian rolled up the glass in front of him again. His eyes fell on Lin Yi, and his eyes were filled with discontent.

The young lady really regards him as nothing.

The tips of the shoes were on the ground, knocking on the displeasure that no one heard.

The whole birthday party hall is very lively. They talk for each other. The younger generation don't pay much attention to boiling eggs in sugar water. This part is just a walk of custom and meaning.

The degree of sugar eggs is very simple, rock sugar boiling water, knock in raw eggs.

Lin Keke looks at the crystal sugar in the pot. He knocks the egg and raises his eyes. Ying Hannian looks at it. His heart is palpitating. The posture of knocking is wrong. As soon as the egg enters the water, the protein will disperse and can't solidify into a circle.

A relative's voice came, "ah, you see, how can Xiaoyi have so many ingredients?"

With this sound, many people's eyes looked at Lin Yi. She was lowering her head to sprinkle the blistered Tremella into a small pot, and then she peeled and nucleated the loquat, and cut it into small pieces one by one. She was very slow, with slender fingers and white skin.

She was born as a dancer. She just stood there and had a natural temperament. In addition, she was so smart and tender that she could not even cook a bowl of eggs in sugar water.

Lin Keke looked at it discontentedly, filled out the eggs in sugar water, and took the lead in walking towards old lady Lin to make a head.

Mrs. Lin sat in the middle with a red cushion in front of her.

Lin Keke knelt down on the cushion and raised his bowl with a smile. "I wish grandma a long life and good health."

Mrs. Lin smiles and reaches for the bowl. When she sees that even the yolks are scattered, and the egg liquid is scattered in the water, it's not ripe at all, and the fishy smell is overflowing. She can't help sighing in her heart. She scoops the soup with a spoon, drinks it, and then gives out a red envelope.