He Ziqing took a bite of the cake and said, "It's sweet and soft. Auntie, please try it."
Cheng Hongying wanted to say that she didn't like to eat that stuff, but this cake was so fragrant. The aroma went straight into her nose, making it difficult for her to refuse.
"Just cut it into a small piece, don't make it too big for me. Keep it for my eldest and second treasure to eat. Look, the second treasure is really good today, he actually ate such a big piece."
The second baby does not have so many requirements for food. He will not eat again when he is full. Even if he encounters delicious food, he will not be greedy. He is not self-disciplined like a child.
Qiu Yinuo didn't care what she was talking about, he cut a big piece and brought it to her, "You can't keep this thing. It won't taste good if it's later. How much can the two children eat?"
Cheng Hongying was used to her daughter's hard mouth and soft heart, so she took the cake and took a bite.
It was soft and soft in the mouth, mixed with something unknown, soft and sweet, and tasted better than any snack she had ever eaten in the supply and marketing cooperative.
"Oh, what is this made of? Why is it so delicious? It's just too sweet. All the candies in our house are..." Cheng Hongying's next words stopped abruptly. Dabao's birthday is today, so why bother with that little candy? .
She now thinks about it, she can spend what she can earn, and it's not like she celebrates her birthday every day.
"Gold, you really don't want to eat it? Sister Yinuo did it successfully this time, you try it."
Zhuo Qianjin shook his head quickly, "If you don't want to eat it, don't eat it. I feel sick when I see the cake now."
Cheng Hongying rolled her eyes at him rudely, "Mountain pigs can't eat fine chaff."
After a while, a large piece of cake was divided and only small pieces remained.
Cheng Hongying has always been thrifty. She was tired of eating this cake today. Now she couldn't take another bite, so she forced Jin Jin to eat the remaining cake.
"It won't taste good if you keep it until night. Why can't you eat such a small amount? Be careful and don't force me to show off to you."
Swing Qianjin took a small sip of it aggrievedly, and then cried.
! ! !
This is so delicious too.
Why is it so different from what he ate yesterday?
"I asked you to eat a cake, and you actually cried? This thing is so delicious. If your sister hadn't said it wouldn't taste good after being kept for a long time, I wouldn't have let you eat it."
Swing Qianjin held the cake and said, "Mom, this is too delicious."
“It’s delicious as it is.”
Swing gold regret it!
After eating so many failed cakes, why can't I persist and eat one more successful one?
For Er Bao’s birthday, Qiu Yinuo decided to make durian mille layer.
You can't eat cake for two days in a row, it's really easy to get bored.
As for things like durian, Qiu Yinuo has already figured out how to get around it.
When Zhuo Qianjin knew that she was going to be a taster again, eating a cake that her sister had never made before, she immediately shook her head in horror and refused.
"I will not eat!"
"You can't eat it. If you dare not eat it, I will show it to you manually."
"Qiu Yinuo, why are you so cruel? I am a cripple now. How can you bully a disabled person?"
"As long as your heart is not lame, you are not."
Zhuo Qianjin has been avoiding this issue during the time he returned home. The doctor in the capital said that it was possible for him to stand up. He also felt that his sister asked the doctor to say this on purpose.
Everyone's attitude towards him was still the same as before, and he didn't have too many feelings.
Even now he can calmly face the fact that he may be lame, but when he heard his sister's words today, Zhuo Qianjin's heart surged.
"I'm telling you, don't talk about your legs. I'm going to make a layer cake right now. Just wait patiently and try it."
Qiu Yinuo understood that Jin Zi was not sluggish yet because the whole family treated him as a normal person and did not treat him carefully.
But if this situation lasts for a long time, it will definitely not work.
It is impossible for him to hide at home and be out of touch with society for the rest of his life.
As long as he goes out once, the strange eyes, even care and pity from outsiders will be unbearable for him, so Qiu Yinuo must find the book quickly.
Even if she can't do things like pancakes, she's still clear.
After making his requirements clear, Qiu Yinuo went back to the space to make durian stuffing.
When she came out with a basin of smelly durian stuffing, Jin Zi was already retching, covering his nose and growling: "Sister, what weird thing are you doing again?"
"I specially fermented a kind of sauce and put it in the cake. I'm sure it will make you fussy after a while."
"It didn't take me a while, I'm already confused by the smell."
Even if I cover my nose, I can't stop the smell. "Sister, my life is also my life. Can you let me go?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? I just want you to taste a cake, is that all?"
At this time, He Ziqing came in with the pie crust, "Sister Yinuo, the pie crust is ready, I promise it's what you said...what does it taste like?"
After sniffing hard, an indescribable stench hit my face.
The first possibility that came to He Ziqing's mind was, "Jin Zi, have you pooped your pants?"
Zhuo Qianjin retched twice, "Cousin, it's not me, it's my sister who made the sauce. I'm almost confused by the smoke. Please take me out and take it easy."
Qiu Yinuo: "..."
No, this brat really doesn't know how to enjoy something as delicious as durian.
He Ziqing breathed a sigh of relief, put down the pie crust, went out with Swing Jin in his arms, and placed him on the mat in the yard.
Qiu Yinuo snorted softly, "Our mother is right, you really can't eat fine chaff as a wild boar."
The next step was to smear it, and soon Qiu Yinuo had made a durian mille-feuille.
At this time, Cheng Hongying also came back with her two grandsons. When she saw Jin Zi sitting in the yard, she thought he was out to bask in the sun. "Yes, that's how it should be. Come out to get some air, and your mood will be better."
"Dabao and Erbao, you play with your uncle for a while, and I'll get you some water."
Swing King Kong wanted to stop his mother, but saw that she had already opened the door, "Oh, what does this smell like, Jin Zi, are you on the bed?"
Swing Qianjin: "..." Why do you think so?
Dabao immediately got up from the mat and trotted in with unsteady steps.
Sure enough, I smelled the fragrant smell of durian, and I immediately guessed that his mother had made durian layer cake for Erbao.
Okay, he hasn't eaten in a long time, and just thinking about it makes his mouth water.
He Ziqing had taken care of Erbao for so long and couldn't guess what he liked, so he had another meal based on yesterday's standards of fish, meat and duck.
After dinner, it was time for the cake. Today, only the mother and son were enjoying the meal, while the other three looked on with disgust.
Wrapped in that stinky sauce, what's so delicious about it?
The smell of durian filled the air, and He Ziqing retched twice. Cheng Hongying couldn't help but rushed out, covering her mouth.
Jinzi was left alone with a pale face and red eyes and asked the mother and son, "What's the difference between this and eating shit?"
