Chapter 272
The sun in spring is the most comfortable. Sitting on the grass chatting in twos and threes and admiring the little flowers, this is a very happy thing.

Lin Xinyue's family background is very good, and she is also very popular with these girls' wives. Even if she is sitting in the corner with Hu Xing'er, there are many people who come to talk to her.

Hu Xing'er distributed small snacks like the flower cake Xue Mei Niang she brought to everyone, and naturally got a lot of rewards.

Most of the gifts that everyone brought back were made by themselves, just like the sweet-scented osmanthus cake she is holding now, it was made by Cen Mei.

Of course, there are no fresh osmanthus flowers in this season. The osmanthus flowers that Cen Mei uses to make dim sum are carefully selected and preserved by her in the golden autumn of last year.

Take a bite, and the mouthful is filled with the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.

"Miss Xiao, can I still eat this sweet-scented osmanthus cake?" Cen Mei asked a little unsure.

"Well, this osmanthus cake is sweet and delicious."

"That's good. Cen Mei is very happy to be praised by Mrs. Xiao as a master at making dim sum." Cen Mei bit her thin lips lightly and said with a smile.

"I'm not an expert, it's just that they make different kinds of dim sum."

Hu Xing'er touched her nose, she didn't make the dim sum by herself.

"Your pastry is also delicious, and there are flowers wrapped in it. I have never eaten such a pastry."

Cen Mei took a bite of the flower cake, and praised Hu Xing'er without hesitation.

"Thank you, as long as you like it." Hu Xing'er smiled politely, and said nothing more.

Maybe it was the inferiority complex in Cen Mei's bones that made her a little uncomfortable, she didn't want to talk too much to Cen Mei.

"Xing'er, try this." Lin Xinyue handed over something and said with a smile.

Hu Xing'er looked down, what Lin Xinyue handed over was a piece of plum cake.

This plum cake is very delicate, a small piece, just big enough to fit in your mouth.

Without even thinking about it, Hu Xing'er stuffed the plum cake into her mouth.

"How is it?" Lin Xinyue asked with a smile.

"It's delicious, Xinyue, did you make this?" Hu Xing'er asked with a smile.

"No, it's made by sister Wen. Do you like it? If you like it, I'll ask someone to get some more. "

Hu Xing'er nodded quickly, she really likes this plum cake, it's sweet and sour, very appetizing.

Lin Xinyue's face was of course given to Wen Ruyu, and soon her maid brought plum cakes from Wen Ruyu.

This plate is not big, only a dozen yuan per plate, and now there are five yuan left, the plum cake is sprinkled with a little white powder, according to Lin Xinyue, it is plum powder.

But just as Hu Xing'er was feeding Rui'er, a person suddenly ran over there.

This person is none other than Wen Ruyu's younger brother Wen Ruyan.

It turned out that he was eating the delicious plum cake, so he came over and wanted to ask Wen Ruyu how much more.

Unexpectedly, Wen Ruyu gave all the plum cakes to Hu Xing'er, but his trip was in vain.

He spoke in a low voice, and when he asked Wen Ruyu for plum cake, Hu Xing'er overheard him.

"Sister Wen, there are still four pieces of this plum cake. If you don't mind it, you can take it."

Hu Xing'er's idea was very simple, this plum cake was originally made by Wen Ruyu, so if her brother wanted to eat it, she naturally had no reason to insist on it.

"Xing'er." Lin Xinyue pulled her away.

"No need, I thought I had more to ask for, since I don't have any, forget it."

Wen Ruyan followed her words and glanced at her face, then immediately looked away.

"Mr. Wen, you're going to have a hard time eating a plum cake. Even if you eat three pieces of plum cake, I can drink more than you today."

He just said he didn't want plum cakes in this room, but there was a voice of urging from the other side.

It was because he wanted to take Wen Ruyu's plum cake to soothe his hangover, so he ran over to ask for it.

That group of scholars was really good at drinking. Although he was a martial arts practitioner, he was at a disadvantage in this matter.

"Mr. Wen, you can take it. This plum cake is a bit sour. My Rui'er doesn't seem to be used to it." Hu Xing'er said again.

Wen Ruyan glanced at Wen Ruyu, seeing that she didn't speak, so he listened to Hu Xinger's words and went to get the plum cake.

"Miss Xiao, I want to eat a piece of plum cake, can I?" Hu Xing'er was about to pick up the plate containing the plum cake and hand it to Wen Ruyan, but Cen Mei who was next to her spoke.

She stared eagerly at the plate containing the plum cake, thinking she wanted to eat it a long time ago but was too embarrassed to ask.

Seeing Wen Ruyan now, he was about to take the plum cake away, so he gritted his teeth and begged.

"But." Hu Xing'er originally wanted to say that the plum cake had already been agreed to be given to Wen Ruyan, but seeing that she was so delicate and pitiful, if she refused, she would be so ashamed that she would burrow into the ground.

Fortunately, there are still four yuan in this plum cake, even if Cen Mei eats one piece, there are still three yuan left, which should be enough for Wen Ruyan to eat.

So she nodded.

Cen Mei was overjoyed, and tremblingly stretched out her hand to take a piece of plum cake.

She took it very quickly, and with a light swipe of her hand, a piece of plum cake was in her hand.

"Thank you Mrs. Xiao." Cen Mei said gratefully.

While speaking, Wen Ruyan had already arrived in front of Hu Xing'er.

Before Hu Xing'er could say anything to Cen Meiduo, she handed the plate to Wen Ruyu, and didn't take it too seriously after that.

Rui'er is in a very good mood today, running around with Ling'er, very happy.

Hu Xing'er saw from a distance that Ling'er was injured by accidentally rubbing the pastry in his hand, so he took out a handkerchief to wipe Ling'er.

Unexpectedly, she had just taken two steps when suddenly she tripped over something.

Even though she reacted quickly to avoid falling a dog to eat, she still twisted her foot unavoidably.

Lin Xinyue was shocked when she saw it, and hurried over to help her see her injury.

"Xinyue is fine, just twist it slightly, I'll be fine after a while."

While comforting Lin Xinyue, Hu Xing'er carefully looked at the place where she fell just now.

There were no stones or dead branches on the grass, so how could she have fallen?

Before she fell, she clearly felt that she was tripped by something.

She was very puzzled, but she didn't say anything.

When she fell just now, everyone was busy talking, and no one noticed her at all.

She fell down in full view, but when she got up she said that someone tripped her, and no one would believe her.

"It's all right, you can see it's swollen." Lin Xinyue lifted up her trousers and looked at it, and said anxiously.

"Don't underestimate this twist. If you don't deal with it, you won't even think about walking in the next few days."

"It's not that exaggerated, I'll put some ice on it later." Hu Xing'er laughed.

"By the way, there are often sprains in the martial arts gym. I remember that the master can treat them. You wait, I will ask the master to come and show you."

(End of this chapter)

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