The feeding work was very easy, Su Tingbai finished it after a while, she changed back into her clothes, and saw that Chen Yike was loosening the soil for the magnolia in the yard, and an idea suddenly popped into her heart.

She asked Xue Sheng, "Teacher Xue, do we have flowers?"

Xue Sheng was choosing a dish, and was stunned when he heard this, not understanding what she said: "What is the flower brew?"

"Flower brewing is a sauce made of flowers, and Yuncheng is not rich in flowers, so I want to make some flower cakes and try it myself." Su Tingbai explained that she had noticed the practice of flower cakes when she was reading the recipe a long time ago, and she had always wanted to try it.

Xue Sheng is an authentic Northeast man, he has only eaten green onion dipping sauce, this flower sauce is really the first time he has heard of it, and he can't help but be a little curious, so he raised his voice and asked Chen Yike: "Old Chen, is there any flower sauce in the kitchen?"

Chen Yike straightened up, thought for a while, and nodded, "I remember that there is, but I guess I have to find it, Xiao Su, you wait a while, I'll help you get it after watering." ”

Su Tingbai really bothered his seniors to help him find something, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I'll just find it myself, Mr. Chen, you're busy with you!" After speaking, he slipped into the kitchen.

Bai Mo doesn't like to talk, but he is a good hand at organizing things. The kitchen was organized by him, Su Tingbai searched in the locker for a while, and finally found a jar of rose sauce in a small corner, the amount was not much, but seven people had enough to eat.

She counted the ingredients in the kitchen again, and found that the program team was quite kind, except for meat and drinks, which needed to be exchanged for labor, the other ingredients were prepared very sufficiently.

Su Tingbai set up a table in the courtyard, put all the things that were going to be used on it, and began to make fillings, knead noodles, Xue Sheng had nothing to do, so he sat opposite her and handed her something.

When Feng Cheng came back from cutting pigweed, he saw such a scene: his little girl was wearing a cute ball head, rolling a piece of dough with a rolling pin with a serious face with her sleeves, and the tip of her nose was stained with some flour, like a cute little flower cat.

No, it's a little fox. Feng Cheng hooked his lips and smiled, entered the door and put the pigweed in the corner of the yard, took off his boots and gloves, and walked straight after washing his hands.

Su Tingbai looked up at him and smiled generously, "Brother Cheng, you're back!"

Xue Sheng saw that Feng Cheng was coming, picked up his thermos cup, and muttered pretendedly, "I'll go see if Qin Zhi'an fell into the ditch" and walked away, leaving the space for the two of them.

Feng Cheng and Xue Sheng looked at each other and smiled gratefully.

Xue Sheng winked at him: I understand, young man.

As soon as Xue Sheng left, Feng Cheng took the opportunity to sit opposite Su Tingbai.

"Senior sister, you are here. Feng Cheng looked at her and pointed his finger at the tip of his nose.

Su heard Bai Yanyan and subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, but forgot that he still had flour in his hand, and with such a wipe, the white traces became more obvious, and he completely became a little fox with a flower face.

Feng Cheng couldn't help but laugh, handed over a piece of paper, "Wipe it, your face is stained with flour." ”

Su Wenbai's face turned red when he heard this, and he hurriedly took the tissue and wiped it on his face indiscriminately, "What about now?

Feng Cheng silently took a breath: It's so cute!!

He tried to suppress the corners of his mouth that wanted to rise, and pretended to be calm: "Well, it's gone." ”

Seeing that there was still a rolling pin on the table, Feng Cheng also helped Su Tingbai roll the dough.

Su Tingbai knew that he could cook, but he didn't expect that a big man would know so much, even rolling dough, so he couldn't help but look at him a few more times in surprise.

Feng Cheng's hand kept moving, "What, I'm curious how I know this?"

Su Tingbai nodded, "Yes, it's rare to see a male star of your age who knows how to cook so well, Brother Cheng." ”

Feng Cheng raised his eyebrows: "My age?"

Su Tingbai: "I feel that male stars who are generally very good at cooking are already married or older, and it is the first time I have seen you at such a young age." ”

Feng Cheng raised his eyes and glanced at her, and suddenly let out a meaningful "um" in a long tail tone, "It's always a good thing to learn more skills, maybe you can catch up with your girlfriend with your cooking skills." ”

Su listened to Bai Wenyan and moved.

The corners of Feng Cheng's lips hooked slightly, and she was curious about how she would react when she heard this, when she suddenly raised her head, looked at the several cameras hanging under the eaves with a strange expression, and asked in a low voice: "Can this kind of thing be said, will it be cut?"

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But at this time, the poplar leaves that had gone to dig potatoes came back.

She stood outside the courtyard gate, with a bitter face, mud on her hands and clothes.

Su Tingbai was startled when she opened the door for her, "What's wrong with you?"

Yang Ye pursed his lips and threw the bamboo basket to the ground, with some grievances in his tone: "I fell in the field and almost didn't get up!"

Su couldn't laugh when she heard Bai crying, and led her to the well to wash her hands, "Then let's change it back tomorrow, in fact, the feeding is not dirty, and it will only take a while."

Yang Ye shook his head and interrupted her, "No need to listen to Sister Bai, digging potatoes is something I want to change myself." It's a big deal if I try again tomorrow and I don't believe I can still fall in the same place!"

Hearing her say this, Su Tingbai was a little surprised.

I thought that Yang Ye was the temper of the delicate lady, but I didn't expect her to have such a cute and stubborn side, which made Su Tingbai have a little more affection for her.

Later, Qin Zhi'an and Xue Sheng also came back from the pond together, but they brought back a lot of fish and shrimp.

Chen Yike exchanged some of the fish and shrimp with the villagers for pork and coconut milk, and when he returned, he began to prepare dinner.

Seven people have three meat and two vegetarian dishes, one person has a bowl of Yangchun noodles, with fragrant coconut milk, and they eat very well at dinner.

After the meal, everyone sat around the living room of the cabin and chatted, at this time Su Tingbai's flower cake was also baked, and the moment the oven was turned on, the heat filled the whole room with the sweet and greasy fragrance of roses, and even Yang Ye, who shouted to lose weight, couldn't help but eat a few more pieces.

Everyone was eating flower cakes and chatting about some interesting things.

Xue Sheng saw that Su Tingbai didn't talk much tonight, and suddenly cued her: "I don't seem to have heard Xiao Su sing, Xiao Su's voice is so good, and singing must not be bad!

Su was stunned when he heard Bai, hurriedly put down the cup in his hand, thought about it, and said, "Then I'll sing a little song to everyone, it was taught to me by the elders of my clan." ”

Everyone was a little interested when they heard this, and there were many singers who participated in "Leisurely Pastoral Home" in the past, but no one had ever sung a small song. Qin Zhi'an hadn't even heard it when he was so old, and he asked Feng Chengxiao'er with an ignorant expression.

Su Tingbai didn't ink, and took a sip of tea to moisten his throat and began.

She sang an unknown song taught to her by an elder in the clan more than 300 years ago, about a poignant ladyboy love.

Her usual voice is clear and tactful, but when she sings a little song, she has a little more melodious and lingering charm, and everyone present can't help but slow down their breath and listen carefully. Chen Yike had studied cross talk in the early years and had a certain understanding of opera, listening to her singing, he unconsciously closed his eyes and traced the picture in the song in his mind

After the song, everyone was still immersed in the tragic and sad ending of the protagonist in the song for a while, and they all looked stunned.

Su Tingbai Yuguang inadvertently swept in the direction of Feng Cheng, but in the next moment, his face changed.

"Brother Cheng, what's wrong with you?"

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