life pawn game

Chapter 73 What's going on?
Asking Wen Nairong to investigate the truth of the boss's murder, Xia Qiu returned home before lunch.

Xia Qiu was not used to seeing Yiyue when he entered the door. He walked through the living room to the dining room, where Yiyue was busy in the open kitchen.

"We'll be able to eat later." Yi Yue said to him.

Xia Qiu then lay in the small living room next to the restaurant, reading the news.

Yiyiyi came down from the second floor. When she saw Xia Qiu, she lowered her body and moved forward quietly.

Xia Qiu didn't activate the sense of pawning, and the egg roll suddenly jumped out with a bang, which startled him.

Yiyiyi smiled very complacently, not realizing the seriousness of the problem at all.

Xia Qiu grabbed her wrist, pressed her on the sofa, and scratched her itchy flesh.

The girl's crisp laughter and begging for mercy, like wind chimes blown by the wind, brought a breath of freshness to the sweltering noon.

Xia Qiu just wanted to take revenge on her stupid sister, but after scratching at the girl's waist for a long time, ripples inevitably appeared in her heart.

He stopped and looked into the eyes of his stupid sister.

"There is a flaw!" Yiyi turned over and pushed hard, pushing his brother off the sofa and rolling on the ground.

"..."

Lying flat on the cool floor tiles, Xia Qiu pondered. In the situation just now, shouldn't they be silent and silent, the atmosphere gradually ambiguous and tender?

How did it become "flawed"?
"Blackmail?" Yiyiyi looked vigilantly at Xia Qiu who was not moving on the ground, regretting not taking a video to prove it.

Xia Qiu sighed and got up from the ground: "You really don't understand style."

"What does not understand the style?" Yiyi recalled forward.

She reacted, and a blush appeared on her fair face.

"What's the use of you blushing now." Xia Qiu stepped forward, clamped her cheeks with both hands, and rubbed them vigorously.

Yiyiyi pushed Xia Qiu's hand away, and said childishly, "Who wants to break the charm with you!"

"Then I won't understand the style, let me lie down." Xia Qiu lay beside the girl, resting her head on her lap.

When they were young, they had a fuss on the bed and often overlapped each other. Yiyi especially liked to rest her legs on Xia Qiu's chest.

Looking at her brother's face on her lap, the word "knee pillow" flashed in Yiyiyi's mind.Experience from other places told her that she should be shy at this time, but in fact, she didn't feel anything special.

She felt natural, as if her brother was right in the middle of the earth, and it was natural for her to sleep on her sister's lap.

She finally decided to follow her heart.She stroked Xia Qiu's hair. Xia Qiu was taller than her, and it was difficult for her to touch her brother's head.

Her brother's hair was about two knuckles long, and the thick strands of hair rubbed against her hands, fluffy, like the bear she gave her brother.

No wonder my brother always liked to touch her head, it was so comfortable to touch.

She got excited and used both hands to rub together.

Stopping her hands, she noticed that Xia Qiu's eyes were full of resentment.

"You want to slap me bald?" Xia Qiu asked.

"You are only allowed to lick me, but I can't lick you!" The girl had a clear logic and was full of confidence.

"You're horny."

The stupid sister spent two seconds interpreting Xia Qiu's words, and then shut down for another second, shouting "Yuzi Burning Fist" and attacking Xia Qiu's stomach.

Just hitting with force wasn't enough, Yiyiyi took back the thigh that was temporarily lent to her brother, and didn't let him sleep on it.

Xia Qiu had expected it a long time ago, he got up with a smile, and went to the kitchen to look at Yiyue.

Helping Yiyue serve rice bowls and dishes, Xia Qiu called Yiyiyi to eat.

Yiyiyi calmed down, she looked at the dishes on the table.Tomato egg soup, shredded potatoes, braised pork, fried chicken legs.

"It's eating these again." She sighed.

This is probably a conversation that occurs in all families. No matter how delicious the dishes the parents cook, the children will be very tired.

Yiyue tapped her daughter's head lightly with the end of her chopsticks to express her dissatisfaction.

She said: "What else can you have besides these, you order food."

Yiyiyi couldn't figure it out, so she buried her head in eating to fool her.

Xia Qiu was thinking about the entry point of the dim sum shop, and took the opportunity to introduce the topic.

He said: "There is nothing to add to the dishes, but you can add some desserts. I want to eat tree stump cake!"

"You think it's beautiful." Yiyiyi said to her mother, "I'll be satisfied with French fries."

"I'll go buy French fries in the afternoon." Yiyue accepted her daughter's suggestion.French fries are way more reliable than stump cake.

"There's an oven in the kitchen, so let's make pastries." Xia Qiu quietly threw "pastry skills" into Yi Yue's body.

This skill is not only the knowledge of making pastry, but also the related muscle memory.

In addition to being delicious, pastries often have to look good. With only knowledge and no experience in making them, it is impossible to make a good-looking pastry shape.

Often with a slight shake of the hand, the pastry will fall to this side and become very ugly.

Just like a boxer, he has no relevant memories, knows how to dodge straight punches, how to dodge uppercuts, and how to counterattack after dodging. A set of theories is perfect, but the body is not good. He can't react at all when he goes on stage, and he will only be beaten black and blue. The eyes are swollen and swollen, and you can't tell the north, south, east, and west.

"How can I make cakes?" Yi Yue shook her head, not confident.

Xia Qiu said no more.Things like knowledge are often hidden in the depths of memory. If you don't take the initiative to find them, you will never come out by yourself.

He was afraid that Yiyue would not have any knowledge of pastries, so he used himself as a bait and dropped the hook.

After lunch, Xia Qiu and Yiyiyi went to the study in the basement to do their homework, it was cool there.

Yiyue clears the table, sits on the sofa and reads a book for a while, and when the sun is not so strong, she goes out to the supermarket to buy the French fries Yiyiyi wants to eat.

Passing by the shelf of kitchen utensils, she saw the egg beater and thought of the tree stump cake Xia Qiu talked about.

Add corn oil and milk to the egg yolk, beat, add flour and cocoa powder, and stir.Add lemon juice to the egg white, scoop white sugar, and beat...

She walked a long way, and it took a long time before she realized what the picture flashed in her mind.

Isn't this the step in making a stump cake?

How can I do this?
She stopped in place and rethought the steps.Every detail is very clear, and the whole production process is very complete.

Is my memory that good?
But this Christmas stump cake, I don't remember ever making it.

Yiyue was very puzzled, and this doubt drove her back to buy an egg beater, baking paper, milk, flour, and cocoa powder...

When paying the bill, she was very distressed for a while.

Taking this set of tools and materials back to the villa, she operated step by step according to the knowledge in her mind.

The sun is gradually approaching the horizon, and the setting sun shines through the large glass on the gray floor tiles of the restaurant.

Yiyue stood behind the kitchen counter, with her arms crossed, her head tilted, and she looked at the Christmas tree stump cake in front of her with confused eyes.

The chiffon cake is the main body, and the outside is wrapped with a handmade chocolate plate as the bark. The rolled pattern of the chiffon cake is very similar to the annual rings of a tree.No matter how you look at it, this is a well-done Christmas tree stump cake.

Just looking at the appearance, it looks better than those in ordinary dim sum shops.

Tasted the leftover scraps and it was perfect too.

But how did she know how to make this cake?

What's going on?
(End of this chapter)