Long time no see, ex-wife!

Chapter 107

Mrs. Li went upstairs, entered the bedrooms of Su Wei and Ya Ling, and gently closed the door. Instead of cleaning up the house immediately, she walked to the phone, pressed a few numbers skillfully and waited for the other party to connect.

"Hey, master, it's me."

"Well, Mrs. Li, how is it over there?"

"That's right. She has already agreed to make dinner. However, it seems that some people are arguing. The young master has to work harder to make it."

"Oh, got it, I'll go back earlier today." After a pause, he said, "Sister Li, I arranged a party in the sky garden for you and Uncle Li's 30th wedding anniversary. I will pick you up, and here I send my best wishes."

"Thank you, master, but don't worry, master, even if I don't have this faction, I will find an excuse to leave, heh, I still have this vision, well, I don't worry about Yaling being alone downstairs , hang up first."

"Okay, go ahead, don't let her be too pushy, please help her a little bit, the taste is not very important."

Nodding her head and putting down the phone, Mrs. Li smiled and looked around the bedroom of the two, as if she saw the scene where the two would be together soon, she couldn't help being happy, she got up, opened the door and walked out of the room.

Step by step, she walked downstairs, then turned to the kitchen, and saw Yaling busy from afar. Although her legs were inconvenient, she could still handle a room as big as the kitchen. Aunt Li was very light-hearted. Went to another place to clean up. This is the love dinner that the young master wanted, so it's better for her not to get involved in it.

"Sister-in-law Li, why did I remember that the water should be put here? It's a lot worse. The book said that it should be placed at the second joint of the index finger, but my fingers seem to be shorter than ordinary people. What should I do? Make it out." Will it taste different, will it be much worse?"

"No, you can just compare it with your own fingers, the difference is not much."

Mrs. Li echoed outside, thinking in her heart, as long as you make it, even if it is not in your mouth, the young master will eat it like a feast. What he wants to eat is your thoughts, maybe, including you Woolen cloth!

"Little idiot." He couldn't help but said, and began to clean the living room seriously.

"Sister-in-law Li, I made it. Come and taste it. I always feel that it is not fresh enough. Is there something wrong?"

Mrs. Li ran to the kitchen and saw that Ya Ling was already busy with sweat on her forehead. Thinking about it, she had to jump and busily carry things, so it seemed that she was better to be around to help.

After taking a bowl of soup that Yaling handed over, seeing that the color of the soup is light yellow, the color is still very passable, and I took another small sip...

"How is it? Is it very strong? The smell is very strong? Or... I know that there must be less water, why don't I make it again, yes, I will try it again."

Mrs. Li pressed Yaling's hand that was about to carry the pot to pour out the soup, and said with a smile: "I haven't spoken yet, so you can just guess. It's delicious. Mrs. Li likes it very much. It's really delicious." delicious."

Yaling looked at her suspiciously: "Really? Mrs. Li didn't lie to me?"

"Really, put the lid on and set it aside to warm while we make the next one."

Yaling couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, straightened her hair that fell to her ears, and smiled happily, and Aunt Li couldn't help but smile, and then laughed too.

Yaling's smile was too simple, too carefree, completely discovered from the bottom of her heart, without adding any impurities, like a small morning glory blooming in the morning, pure and unbearable to hurt.

But the soup just now...

It seems that today's Young Master Su is going to suffer again!
Mrs. Li wanted to go into the kitchen to help Yaling together, but Yaling seemed to be full of energy encouraged by the first dish. At this time, she was full of fighting spirit, so she didn't need Mrs. Li to be a helper at all. Outside, I ran to the kitchen alone to work,
"Three parts water, one part flour....and then, cornmeal, cornmeal? Oh, here, one part cornmeal... just one part? Not one and a half? Well, it says a few parts portion, and then..."

The mouth is always repeating the quantity of the ingredients, and while the bowl is on the plate, the flour is busy, like a busy but happy little cook.

When the work was done, it was already dark outside. In fact, Mrs. Li also forced her to rest a few times during the period. I feel that I have been busy with a whole table of dishes.

"Phew! The last one, the egg white should be stirred until white bubbles form, very sticky, look at me, I stir, I stir, I stir..."

call!
Making a cake is a labor-intensive job, especially if you don't have an automatic egg beater at home.

Shaking his arms, leaning on the cooking table and continuing to shake his arms, he saw a bit of frothy egg white: "Why do you have to eat cake, I'm exhausted, eat, eat, I'll kill you, I'll kill you, Su Dase!"

Shouting happily, people can hear the happy voice, and for some reason, it is fun to do even the simple work.

"The heart is not pure, and you want to support me to death."

scare!
The egg white in her hand was almost thrown to the ground by her!
Patting her chest, Yaling opened her mouth, but Su Wei said for her in advance: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, pat, don't be afraid..."

He rubbed her head and said, "It's like a child, so you won't be afraid if you tell me?"

"I want you to take care of it." I glanced at him sideways, and saw that he was smiling so much that I couldn't hold it back. It was so good-looking, my heart jumped up hopelessly, turned around, and turned my back to him, ruthlessly Whisk the egg whites.

"Let me do it."

Su Wei took the egg whites that had been horribly stirred by Ya Ling, and moved skillfully with one hand.

Yaling stared blankly, and suddenly said involuntarily, "Have you ever been a baker?"

"No, it's just that my mother liked the cakes I made very much in the past." His eyes darkened, and the smile on Su Wei's face was a little bit astringent: "Maybe it's mostly to comfort me. In the handicraft class, the parents' comments are also written by my mother." It was so delicious that the whole class was envious."

Another first time.

It was the first time Su Wei told Yaling about his mother, but he never thought that his smile was not happiness, but a touch of bitterness.

(End of this chapter)