Luo Chenxin originally thought that Gu Yehan would come back soon after Song Jiayu and Xu Xinyue left, but after waiting for a while, there was still no one.

On the other side, Zhou's mother began to prepare dinner, Luo Chen's heart was idle and bored, and he didn't care about Yehan's staring, so he simply took root in the kitchen, pestering Zhou's mother to learn to cook.

Zhou's mother was embarrassed and persuaded, "My wife, Mr. does allow you to walk around this room at will, but the kitchen has heavy fumes and smells unhealthy, so you better go and sit outside." You can go to the living room to watch TV and play games. ”

"Mother Zhou, why do you treat me like a fragile glass object, and the tone of your voice is exactly the same as Gu Yehan's. Speaking of Gu Yehan, although Luo Chenxin was in the kitchen, his eyes glanced at the door.

In the past few days since her accident, they have been getting along day and night, Gu Yehan has been by her side every inch, but now she has only seen her for half a day, and the thoughts in her heart are like a breeze swaying, making people ripple slightly.

"We're all here because we care about you. Zhou's mother took out some small pastries that she had made before, stuffed them into Luo Chenxin's hand, lured them with food, and persuaded again, "If Mrs. is hungry, eat some Dongxiu first, Mr. doesn't know when he will come back, and dinner is estimated to be late." ”

"Mother Zhou, don't you even know when Gu Yehan will come back?" Luo Chenxin asked eagerly with a small pastry in his hand.

"My husband didn't tell me when he left, and he didn't call after that, but he told me to watch my wife eat dinner on time. I listened to his tone, and I guess I wouldn't be able to get home in time for dinner. Zhou's mother's movements did not stop, and she was talking to Luo Chenxin while cooking.

When Luo Chen heard this, he thought about it in his heart, and he also felt that what Zhou's mother said was very right, Gu Yehan's advice had already hinted that he would return late.

"Alas......"

Even Luo Chenxin himself didn't notice it, so he let out a long sigh of disappointment.

The green onion white hands moved the small pastry in his hand into half, stuffed a piece into his mouth, and chewed slowly, the pastry was soft and elastic, and there was no sugar taste, but there was a sweet taste of maltose after chewing, and the more he ate, the more fragrant his teeth and cheeks were.

Luo Chenxin's originally lost mood suddenly changed, and he was attracted by the pastry in his hand.

"Mother Zhou, this little pastry is really delicious, did you make it yourself?" Luo Chenxin stuffed the other half of the pastry in his hand into his mouth, covered his mouth, and said while eating.

"It's a local craft in the countryside, not as good as those Western-style biscuits and cakes. I was also used to eating when I was younger, and sometimes I was hungry, so I made a little bit of a tooth sacrifice myself. Madame likes it, I have some more for you here. But I can't eat more today, the pastries are solid, and if you eat too much, you won't be able to eat dinner. Zhou's mother was very happy to see her little pastries being liked, and the smiles on her face continued.

Luo Chen nodded again and again, "No wonder I've never seen this kind of small pastry." Mother Zhou, don't be presumptuous, this pastry you made is sweet but not greasy, and the taste is rich, no worse than those Western-style biscuits and cakes. ”

"Which one is more delicious than the desserts in the name of the garden restaurant run by Mr.?" Zhou's mother smiled and asked Luo Chenxin a very difficult question to answer.

"It's ...... dessert in the garden restaurant," Luo Chen carefully compared the two in his heart.

One Chinese and one Western, one simple and solid and one attractive, each with its own style, and all of them are very delicious. This made Luo Chen's heart difficult.

Seeing that she was distressed and thoughtful, Zhou's mother couldn't help laughing, "Haha, madam, I just asked casually, how can you take it seriously? Being liked by his wife is already a great recognition. ”

"Mother Zhou, you must not be presumptuous, in my heart, both are delicious, and your cooking skills are no worse than that of a five-star chef. And those chefs can only make desserts, not good at cooking, like Zhou's mother, you are good at cooking and pastries, and you are the most powerful. ”

"I don't have honey on my little pastry, why is my wife's mouth so sweet. Tell me, if there's anything you want me to help with?

"Hee-hee. Luo Chenxin's "flattery" was broken by Zhou's mother, and she was not weak-hearted, and said directly, "Zhou's mother, it's actually not a big deal, I just want to learn how to make this little pastry from you." When I learned it, I recommended it to Gu Yehan and asked him to put this small pastry on the menu of the Garden Restaurant. ”

"Mrs. is so ambitious, but in Zhou's mother's opinion, Mrs. just wants to make pastries for her husband. Mother Zhou is worthy of being a person with rich experience, and once again broke Luo Chen's heart at this time.

Luo Chenxin's cheeks were slightly red, and he hugged Zhou's mother's slightly plump body from behind, rubbed it gently, and said coquettishly, "Is Zhou's mother willing to teach me?" Mother Zhou, you can promise me. ”

"Okay, okay, I'll do it for my wife today, my wife will memorize the steps first, and I'll start it myself another day, how about it?" Mother Zhou didn't want to disobey Gu Yehan's order, and she didn't want Luo Chen to be sad, so she thought of a compromise solution.

"Okay, that's it. Luo Chenxin suddenly smiled brightly.

That night, Luo Chenxin spent all his time in the kitchen, and even took a notebook and pen to record every step of Zhou's mother making pastries in detail.

Fresh pastries come out of the oven and are steaming hot, and taste better than when they are cool.

She chose the best looking pieces and put them in the insulated box, originally thinking that when Gu Yehan came, she would be able to let him eat the best and hottest small pastries. But even when it was time to go to bed, I didn't see Gu Yehan's figure.

Luo Chenxin sat on the sofa in the living room, leaning his head to the side, his eyelids drooping.

She wanted to wait for Gu Yehan to come back, but her body couldn't support her sleepiness.

In the end, Zhou's mother couldn't stand it, and urged Luo Chenxin to go back to the room, and even persuaded her to go back to sleep because she would no longer teach her to cook in the future.

"Mother Zhou, if Gu Yehan comes back, you must give him a hot little pastry, he will definitely like it......"

Luo Chenxin was lying on the bed covered with a quilt, his face was drowsy, but he didn't forget to tell Zhou's mother, and said with his eyes closed.

"Madam, sleep. I will help you do what you explain. ”

"Hmmm......"

After hearing Zhou's mother's assurance, Luo Chenxin felt relieved, rubbed the soft-soft quilt, and fell asleep in a daze.