pastoral pretty girl

Chapter 1200 Cooking is also fun

The temperature of the surface dropped quickly, and then it was the hardest part.

Hand kneading is required!
It was very difficult for Xiao Jinyi to break through this line of defense, and he couldn't help but look at the noodles in the basin.

"Let's go together." Song Qingge held his hands and put them in the basin together, then began to knead the dough, and playfully pressed his hands twice.

The feeling was not as bad as imagined, Xiao Jinyi quickly accepted and started playing with her.

Don't say it, this feeling is very similar to...

I leaned into a certain little woman's ear and whispered something, feeling exactly the same.

"Xiao Jinyi, you stinky rascal!"

It was just kneading the dough, but he could think of going to that kind of place.

However, it is precisely because of these small discoveries that Xiao Jinyi no longer rejects it. After kneading the dough, divide it into small doughs of uniform size, flatten it and spread oil on it, and roll the two doughs together to form pancakes. can eat.

After the two made the cakes, the old lady and Zhang Qingshan came back, and they were amazed when they saw this scene as soon as they entered the door.

"Xiao Yi is making pancakes?"

"Can you really bake spring pancakes? It looks pretty decent. I don't know if I can eat it, but don't get confused."

"..."

Hearing Zhang Qingshan's ridicule, Xiao Jinyi's face darkened, which was one of the reasons why he was unwilling to cook.

"Grandpa, are you afraid that the food he cooks is so delicious that you won't be able to hold your face during the Chinese New Year? I heard from the kitchen that after you have studied for so long, you still rummage the dishes everywhere. After cooking, the kitchen seems to be robbed." same."

Song Qingge smiled at Zhang Qingshan.

A certain man is willing to knead pancakes for her, so she naturally wants to help him talk together.

"You girl, you still dare to laugh at Grandpa, and punish you to teach me how to cook tomorrow." Zhang Qingshan deliberately said with a straight face.

In his eyes, it's not that cooking is difficult, but those people don't know how to teach it, otherwise he would have learned it long ago.

"Leave the girl alone, lest the girl never want to go into the kitchen again." The old lady also joked.

When Dao Scar taught Zhang Qingshan, he did it once in front of him, and Zhang Qingshan didn't say a word when he was pressed. Later, he learned from the cook in the kitchen. Every day he is like a teacher, every day Rebuke those cooks for not teaching well.

One day Zhang Baochen secretly told the old lady that one of the cooks couldn't even think about it, it was too scary.

For this reason, the old lady laughed for a long time.

"Anyway, you can eat it during the Chinese New Year. If it's him, tsk tsk, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it."

Xiao Jinyi who refused to go to the kitchen was Zhang Qingshan's last comfort.

Xiao Jinyi was disdainful in his heart, he now finds that cooking is quite interesting, especially when Song Qingge taught him by himself, it is even more interesting.

Under Song Qingge's teaching, Xiao Jinyi's spring pancakes are also well-made, and two of them were burnt when they were baked, and the rest were very good.

As for the dishes, it was Song Qingge who came. A certain man ran to take a shower after baking the pancakes.

Xiao Xun came back very late, just in time for dinner, and was very surprised to hear that Xiao Jinyi cooked the meal.

After eating, Xiao Xun called Song Qingge into the study.

"Uncle Zhu came to me today and said that your mother didn't eat all night after she went back, and she was in a very strange mood. I paid more attention and found that she ... hanged herself at night. Fortunately, she was rescued early when she found out." Xiao Shi sighed. Tone, after hearing the news, he also felt uncomfortable in every possible way.

She almost killed her daughter, and she felt very guilty, and Song Qingge refused to see her again, thinking about it for a while.

(End of this chapter)