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Chapter 17 Feed Osmanthus Sugar Rice Cake
"Ding dong... ding dong ding dong..."

After dinner that day, Su Hao knocked on the door of Ye's house with the snacks made by Grandma Shen.

Drew ran to the door.

"Grandpa Drew, where is Ye Yao?"

"In the study on the second floor."

"Got it, Grandpa Drew, this is a snack made by Grandma Shen, here it is for you."

Su stuffed the bag into Drew's arms carefully, and then ran in with his short legs.

"Eh……"

Drew turned around holding the bag, looked at her a few times, then lowered his head and saw a lot of desserts in the bag.

There was a clear and clear sound of the piano flowing in the corridor. Following the sound, Su Hao opened one of the doors.

The study room is huge, and upon entering the door is a large black and white piano. Ye Yao is wearing white short sleeves, black shorts, and soft hair, sitting on a high piano bench and playing.

There was a piano score in front of him, but he didn't even look at it, his eyelashes were drooping, his little face was expressionless, and his fingers were nimble like a robot.

The little white bear is placed on the piano, so simple.

Perhaps hearing the movement, the piano sound stopped.

Ye Yao put down his hands, turned his head, saw Su Haohao, his eyes lit up, jumped off the piano bench, and walked over.

"Why are you here?" There was a flickering light in Ye Yao's beautiful eyes.

Su Hao smiled and said, "Grandma Shen made some snacks, and I'll give some to you."

"Snacks?" Ye Yao looked at her empty hands, and then at her: "Where is that?"

Su Haohao pointed back with his thumb: "I gave it to Drew."

Ye Yao looked at her, so Su Hao took his hand and walked to a small table inside with a white carpet under it, and the two sat down.

Su took a good look at the grand piano, so he asked, "Ye Yao, when will you be able to play the piano?"

"Two and a half years old."

"So small?" Su Hao was surprised.

She couldn't read at two and a half years old.

Ye Yao pursed her lower lip and said, "Mom and Dad knew how to play the piano when they were very young, so I must too."

"What do your parents do?" Su asked curiously.

"Dad is an orchestra conductor, and Mom is a cellist."

Really tall...

Su was so immersed in yearning, but he didn't notice a trace of sadness flashing in Ye Yao's eyes.

"Master, this is the Chinese dim sum brought by Hao Hao, you can try it."

At this time, Drew knocked on the door with a tray and came in.

Drew came over to put down the snacks and two cups of steaming black tea.

Ye Yao raised her head and saw the white or black, long or round dim sum in front of her eyes. She opened her eyes and a curious look appeared on her small face.

"What is this?" His little finger pointed to something wrapped in caramel-colored sugar juice, which smelled good.

Su Hao explained conscientiously: "This is sweet-scented osmanthus rice cake, made with sweet-scented osmanthus and glutinous rice. It is eaten in Suzhou during the Chinese New Year. It has a history of more than 2000 years."

"More than 2000 years?" Ye Yao widened his eyes in novelty.

"Well, you can try it." Su Haohao held his chin and swallowed, and said.

Ye Yao picked up a fork and forked it. The sweet-scented osmanthus sugar rice cake was as soft as jelly, and the sugar juice was dripping down. She immediately looked at her helplessly: "Okay, here, why..."

"Oh, how stupid."

Su sighed well, took his fork, scraped off the sugar juice from the rice cake on the side of the plate, and brought it to his mouth: "Ah, open your mouth."

Ye Yao leaned back, stared down at the rice cake, and then tentatively opened her small mouth.

Stay well stuffed in.

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(End of this chapter)