I'm in a maid of honor

Chapter 195 Progress
The next day Linglong woke up early to make desserts, Roudian. She is not very good at pinching flowers, but don't forget what her old profession is.

So after kneading the rice balls, I started to take out the set of tools I used for micro-carving.

If she is willing, she will carve this bean paste rice dumpling into A Ze's shape one by one with her own hands, and he will be very moved.

The things made by her craft are rare.

In the past, when I was short of pocket money, I took it to an auction house for auction, and the price was very optimistic.

Sure enough, the carving was so lifelike that even the face was carved out of the same mold.

Looking at it, he was very cold and expressionless, frowning slightly.

I went to my father's house to find a very beautiful box, and put it in carefully.

Along the way, I took it to the medical clinic like a baby, and walked very smoothly along the way, for fear that it would be damaged by the bumps on the road, and it would not look good at that time.

Chairman Mao thought that this woman would be able to calm down for a few days no matter what, so she wouldn't bother him anymore, but he didn't expect Linglong to follow him just as he arrived at the clinic this morning.

He knew that it would be useless even if he broke his lips, so he simply ignored this person.

Whenever Linglong sees Aze, her expression is the same as that of a dog looking at a meat bun, her eyes are full of light.

"Aze~ Good morning, I brought you something good, do you want to guess what it is?"

"It's pastry. I learned it yesterday, especially for Aze. As long as you like it, I will make it for you every day."

Linglong is very proud of her craftsmanship: "This is Linglong's special pastry, which is sure to be different and will impress Aze."

Then he happily walked up to Chairman Mao and opened the pastry box.

"Hey, look? Looks good, right? Surprised?".

However, Chairman Mao didn't pay attention to Linglong, and didn't even take a look at the pastry box.

Kun Linglong was not reconciled, so she went to demonstrate again, directly put the pastry box under Zedong's eyelids, and forced Aze to see it.

Stretch out your hand: "Deng thump, look? Does it look good? Surprised?".

Forced to catch his eye, the pastry was actually carved in his own image, which surprised him a bit. He knew that Linglong's family was a craftsman passed down from generation to generation, but the craftsmanship to this level is no longer an ordinary carpenter.

It can be said that he is already a master of great success, but his technical skills have reached the extreme, which is completely different from the behavior and feeling of people at this age.

It's just that some of these pastries are too big, there is a full one, as thick as an adult strong woman's arm, this is not a pastry.

It was like the white porcelain Guangyin offered in a small ancestral hall. Although it surprised Chairman Mao a little, it was obvious that Chairman Mao did not intend to appreciate it.

Just skipped it, and didn't give half of the attitude and expression.

Xiaoqiang, who Kun Linglong couldn't kill, said, "Ah Ze, why don't you try it? It's delicious."

After speaking, he directly picked up the pastry and slammed his age on Chairman Mao's mouth.

This sudden behavior really messed up Mao Zedong's hands and feet, why is this woman so unreasonable.

Zedong backed away subconsciously, wiping the pastry crumbs on his face.

"stop!".

She seems to have done something wrong again, what should I do?She forgot that a handsome young man like A Ze must have an image, and he must not eat such a big pastry in public.

Then in the next second, Mao Zedong came to his senses, and saw Linglong breaking off the pastry, which was the same length as her, at the neck, and timidly brought it in front of her.

Inside was dark red bean paste, and Linglong just tore off the shrunken version of A Ze's head and sent it to A Ze.

There was a bit of expectation and pleading in the words, as well as a trace of grievance.

"I've been doing it for a long time, you should try it."

Chairman Mao looked at the severed face that was brought in front of him, and his face turned black.

But looking at the woman in front of her like this, she felt a little cute for no reason.

He thought she would only be endlessly entangled and anxious, but it turned out that she could be wronged.

Inexplicably, by accident, he took the decapitated pastry, and took a sip gracefully.

They were thrown into the trash bin made of bamboo slag.

The taste is indescribable, it is hard and crunchy, salty and sweet, and it smells like cold lard.

Linglong just watched her hard work go into the trash can, and felt very uncomfortable.

"Don't Aze like it? Isn't it delicious? I really put my heart into it."

Aze: ....

"Delicious, you try."

Linglong picked up the rest of her body and took a big bite.

"Ouch~".

How come, it's so disgusting, and soon the other half of the morning's hard work was also put together in the trash can.

Think about it just now when A Ze returned, he vomited it out after taking a bite, but he didn't spit it out, does it mean that he has changed a little bit in A Ze's heart.

And what Aze said to her just now was normal and didn't hurt her.

Regardless of Chairman Mao's retreat and resistance, he picked him up and turned him around several times, and then put him down abruptly.

"Aze, I will work hard, and I will definitely be able to make snacks you like, and I will make them for you for the rest of my life."

After speaking, he immediately ran out to find An Shan.

Chairman Mao was a little messy, the bones in his hands were creaking, and he had never been so unreasonable to him with so many people.

Suddenly being hugged by a woman like this for a few times, I feel very blocked and panicked, but I have nowhere to vent, so I can only forcefully suppress my dark fire.

Linglong came to the door again, and in the next few days Linglong went to Anshan almost every day.

When An Shan knew that A Ze was eating cakes, he almost couldn't bear the elder's attitude.

"Silly boy, have you ever seen that people use lard to make cakes, you have to use the oil that is ground from the seeds."

"Besides, the right amount of salt is just to enhance the sweetness, not too much. Whether it is granulated sugar or rock sugar, it is best to grind it into powdered sugar by hand, or boil it into sugar water."

Only then did Linglong suddenly realize.

She thought that as long as it was oil, it would be fine. She was indeed inexperienced, but it didn't matter. Although talent is not good, hard work can make up for it.

"Uncle! Please, take my apprentice out of the teacher."

But after this time, Linglong didn't bother Aze for several days, and finally let him clean up for a few days.

He also thought about how the next wave after a few days would definitely be more ferocious, how he should deal with this unreasonable and annoying woman.

When the hospital was quiet, his thoughts drifted away, wondering if Mu Sheng was going well on the road.

I don't know if I have encountered any bad things, but I must come back safely.

Wuchen would be very worried, and so would he.

At a certain moment, he suddenly realized to his surprise that the woman Linglong came over every day to make him suffer from headaches, and took up a lot of his time thinking about Mu Sheng.

Every morning, I think about dealing with the woman who quarrels with me every day, and I can't think of so many other things in my mind.

(End of this chapter)