Poor little she became the apex of a domineering husband

Chapter 247 The Granny Who Didn't Wait To Love Her

The old grandma looked at the granddaughter who was outspoken, and said: "You child, what do you have in your head all day long, this mille-feuille cake is made for you and the little white cat, there is no difference, come on!" Eat it, this thousand-layer pancake tastes better when it’s hot.”

With a kind smile on her face, the old grandma told her and the little white cat to quickly eat this big plate of mille-feuille cakes, which are delicious only when they are hot.

Shen Yaoxue immediately picked up a pair of chopsticks on the table.

In a beautiful mood, he said: "Okay! Eat!"

She picked up a piece of puff pastry with her chopsticks, not for herself, but for the little white cat sitting next to her.

The little white cat curled up on the chair, opened one eye, and glanced at the small piece of puff pastry.

I thought to myself, the fragrance is still good, and the appearance is quite tempting to cats.

The cat's eyes were all opened.

Then, he looked at the piece of puff pastry in front of him.

He immediately got up and took a bite.

With this bite, the cat immediately became energetic.

His body was just there, motionless.

Shen Yaoxue looked at the cat like this, so she could tell that cats like to eat this mille-feuille cake.

"Cat, how's it going? Is this mille-feuille delicious? I didn't lie to you, did I?"

The cat nodded.

meowed.

Shen Yaoxue and the old lady nodded when they saw the cat, and there was a burst of laughter in the room.

Shen Yaoxue stretched out a small hand and gently touched the little white cat's head.

Then, he said in a soft voice: "Eat more if you like it, I'm not lying to you, the mille-feuille cake made by my grandmother is the most delicious and delicious food in the world, and it's the most delicious food in the world. It’s delicious without a bite.”

The little white cat believed what Shen Yaoxue said.

One person has one cooking skill, even if it is the same food, the food made by the same recipe will be different. This mille-feuille is a taste that no one else can make. This mille-feuille is full of the taste that grandma loves .

If you change the person to do it, the taste will change.

Shen Yaoxue didn't eat many pieces of mille-feuille cakes on a plate, and the little white cat ate them all.

Finished the puff pastry.

The grandmother brought two bowls of white soup.

The white soup is made of flour.

The old grandma put two bowls of white soup in front of the table of Shen Yaoxue and the little white cat.

Then, with a smile on his face, he was kind and amiable.

"The white dough is ready."

When the grandma opened her eyes to look, she saw that the plate of puff pastry was finished.

Eat clean.

Even the scum was licked clean.

Now, the old grandma is happy.

"Is this cake so delicious? You little glutton thinks about it every day, so you don't make it for a meal, you just want to eat it so much."

The old grandma is doubting her cooking skills and always feels that her cooking skills are not that good.

But Shen Yaoxue believes that the grandmother's cooking skills are the best in the world.

The delicacies of mountains and seas are not as good as grandma's mouthful of mille-feuille.

Crispy and tender.

It's delicious!

"Of course it's delicious. Grandma cooks the best food in the world. I like to eat the food cooked by grandma. It can't be exchanged for any delicacies from mountains and seas!"

This is a compliment.

Once again, the old lady was happy.

The old grandma was so happy to be flattered by this granddaughter.

"Well, dear granddaughter, are you not full? The old lady will make it for you again."

She is not full, only she eats by herself.

And the grandmother understands her, whether she is full or not.

She was indeed not full, and she was not willing to eat, and the little white cat ate it all.

That little white cat has already grown a belly from eating, it's not worth thinking that the little white cat is pregnant!
She lowered her head, blushing.

The tone is very shy.

"Well, grandma, nothing can escape your sharp eyes."

"Of course, good granddaughter, don't forget, I am the grandmother who understands you best, whether you are hungry or happy, even if the old lady is thousands of miles away and thousands of miles away, she can sense what your good granddaughter lacks. "

Now, she is short of food.

I am not full, I want to eat mille-feuilles, and I want to eat mille-feuilles made by my grandmother.

"Well, grandma, you can do it, I will sit here and wait."

A few years later.

She was sitting at the table, waiting for the mille-feuille cake made by the old grandma for a long time.

She just sat there blankly.

Sitting alone in a cabin.

She didn't know why the old grandma wasn't in the cabin, she just sat there and waited for one day, two days, three days, one month, two months, three months.

But the old lady never came.

five years ago.

She ran out to play once, the snow was flying, and the avalanche on the top of the mountain, she ran too far and got lost.

how many years.

The cabin was never found.

In the past few years, she has never had a full meal, and she is thinking about the grandma's mille-feuille every day.

Now, it was hard to find this log cabin.

But he never waited for the old grandma to come, and never saw the old grandma.

She is sitting at the table.

A picture of the past appeared in his eyes.

Imagining the kind smile on the old lady's face, she brought a plate of mille-feuille and a bowl of white flour.

She ate this meal for five years.

Eating repeatedly, but not enough.

Then, the picture disappeared, disappeared.

There was nothing on the table.

No puff pastry, no challah.

There is no grandmother who loves her.

how many years.

She misses her grandmother very much.

When I think about it, the old grandma is very old, and it is very likely that she will not be in this world anymore.

It must be difficult for the old lady to wait for her to come back every day, and in her heart, it must be as uncomfortable as she is now.

She could even feel how worried the old grandma was when she was not there.

Thinking of these, Shen Yaoxue felt very uncomfortable.

She was sitting at that table, two lines of hot tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

"Grandma. Granny. I. I miss you so much."

she cried.

She didn't answer, and when she cried, the old lady would come to comfort her, don't cry, if you cry again, it will attract tigers.

Then, she was too frightened to cry, and fell asleep in the arms of the old grandma.

This time, she cried a lot.

But the old grandma never came to coax her.

Crying that sentence will attract tigers, and tigers will eat children.

There will never be that word again.

She never heard that sentence again.

"Grandma, where are you? Why?"

Shen Yaoxue buried her head in pain.

She didn't wait for the old grandma to come, nor did she have a mouthful of hot food, nor did she eat that mouthful of puff pastry.

She walked out of the cabin and into the valley.

It's okay not to go, this time, she saw something she didn't want to see.

She saw the old grandma's tombstone.

Only now did she know that the old grandma was no longer in this world.

She couldn't accept this fact for a while.

She stood in front of the tombstone with her eyes open.

The whole person froze there.

"Old granny."

that tombstone

(End of this chapter)