"Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what the next piece will taste like. ”

- Forrest Gump

Outside, sparse snow fell, and the occasional pedestrian wrapped in a down jacket hurried by.

Wearing only a light sweater, Tang Qian was busy in the kitchen to start the day.

The butter quickly melts very gently in the warm room, greasy and crookedly in love with the same melted dark chocolate.

Before they could enjoy the two of them, however, they were poured into the egg mixture, and then rum and the low flour that had fallen from the sieve joined the party.

Later, the chocolate felt like it was being rubbed to death, and after it was hot and cold, it smelled a rich cocoa aroma on its body.

When Tang Qian brought the finished chocolate lava cake out of the oven, Qiu Qini, who was still on the phone yesterday and claimed that she would come to Tang Zujing without withdrawing from the competition, was crying at the table at the moment.

She didn't mean to persuade her, she carefully sprinkled powdered sugar on the slightly cooler cake without raising her head: "The original meaning of chocolate is 'bitter water', which is closely related to its taste, but people still love it, because the strong aroma after the bitterness makes the bitterness in front of it worthwhile." ”

Qiu Qini cried so much that her voice went out of tune: "I'm sorry! Tang Qian is sorry...... I...... There's no way around it...... My dad hasn't been in good health lately...... I need a medicinal diet for Hanjiang Xue...... Beam...... His condition was for me to threaten you to retire...... Sorry ......"

Tang Qian sighed, gently sandwiched a fist-sized cake into a small porcelain white plate, put a silver fork into it, and pushed it in front of Qiu Qini: "Do you think that if I retire from the competition, your father will definitely be fine? ”

After Tang Qian finished speaking, she glanced at Qiu Qini pitifully, feeling like she was looking at another Bai Huixin.

It's a loved one who is seriously ill, and he wants a medicinal diet for cold rivers and snow.

This sounds more like a cult than Wheel Gong!

Qiu Qini sniffed her nose and swollen eyes, the moving elegance on the screen had long since disappeared, and she shrunk her shoulders and nestled in the chair.

She smelled the fragrance, and then it was like coming back to her soul, leaning over to pick up the fork and poke a hole in the edge of the cake, the rich chocolate flowing out like lava, and the slightly bitter and fragrant smell was even stronger. She took the cake and dipped it in chocolate and tasted it, her mouth was full of the rich aroma of dark chocolate, revealing a trace of pure bitterness, the fluffy cake melted in her mouth, and she felt a little full of heart and stomach.

"Eat more, Yaya likes to eat chocolate with nuts and chocolate bars, my parents like sweet chocolate, they don't like this dessert very much, if you don't eat it, it's a waste." Tang Qian shook her head helplessly, "Have you ever thought that you just came to terminate the lease of my house, not just to pay liquidated damages? Do you want your father and Mr. Lu's signboards? Do you still expect me to forgive you generously when you kick me out?"

Qiu Qini quickly took another bite of cake to stabilize her mind with the sweet chocolate.

The chocolate-flavored cake is just the right amount of sweetness, the chocolate flavor is fragrant, the taste is soft and a little elastic, and she feels that the pores of her whole body are relaxed with her taste buds.

She is obviously older than this little girl who has just entered college, but in front of this little girl, she always feels a little shorter, and she is inexplicably afraid of her.

At that time, she made that threatening phone call, and she also drank several glasses of wine to strengthen her courage, and she felt useless when she thought about it.

But what could she do?

Tang Qian put a few washed sweet potatoes into the oven with residual temperature, and glanced at Qiu Qini, who began to shed tears again: "Qiu Qini, I am not a generous person. Fortunately, you came to make it clear to me today, otherwise, I would never be able to take care of your family's affairs. ”

Qiu Qini suddenly raised her head and looked at Tang Qian with bright eyes - she heard the meaning of Tang Qian's words!

Her voice trembled slightly: "You have a way to help my dad, right?!"

Tang Qian broke the record of the cooking competition and entered the final with the highest score in history of 43, beating the winning general Han Jiangxue by 0.5 points.

And this 0.5 score was talked about by the major media in Jiangcheng for a long night, and it was quickly covered by another major event the next day.

Originally, this was not a big deal, but that night everyone was busy summing up and commenting on the cooking competition, and then praising how advanced the city's spiritual civilization construction is and how it takes care of the broad masses of the people.

Of course, there were also some reporters who interviewed Tang Qian after the game and felt that it was not enough, and followed them home, but Tang Qian closed the door and refused to see visitors.

On a December day, it was already snowing in Jiangcheng, and the reporters were no better than the paparazzi, and they felt that they were almost ready to publish the article, so they dispersed one after another.

The next day, there were still those who didn't give up and planned to squat in the past - Tang Qian is still a student, so he can't stop going to class, right?

As a result, people were dumbfounded as soon as they arrived there, and a piece of paperboard was erected in front of the gate of Tang Zujing's literary retro, with four extremely desolate "temporary closures" on it.

Tang Qian won the national culinary competition on behalf of Tang Zujing, although the final is in the spring of next year, but as a sudden newcomer to this point, it is also a sudden rise for the culinary industry, and it is also a miracle in the eyes of the media.

Tang Zujing, who was supposed to strike while the iron was hot, why did he suddenly suspend business?

Isn't it supposed to be in the market?

It's Christmas tomorrow!

Tang Zujing's door was closed, and the neighbors who tried to advertise on TV greeted the reporter with great enthusiasm, and the reporter was so shocked by their persistence in jumping the name of their own store that they hid back in the car.

God watched the joke gloatingly, watching the excitement and the snow falling from the ground.

"Temporarily closed" was surrounded by broken snow, but unfortunately he hadn't had time to develop his language skills, so he could only hold a bleak face with nowhere to speak, and a pair of gossip eyes.

Zhuang Shize felt that he really wanted to slap himself twice, he stood in front of the "temporarily closed" sign for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he became.

The snow had no intention of stopping at all, and Zhuang Shize had no intention of entering the door.

He didn't know why he was standing all the time, but he felt a little better when he was hit by the snow like this.

He thought about the means to sort out Liang Que for many nights, and finally he came to a painful conclusion wishful thinking-

Tang Qian's sudden appearance has not yet reached the point where Liang Que deliberately targeted, she is afraid that she has been affected by herself.

Wu Jia saw a fool from a distance, and the umbrella didn't hit the ground and the tree was in the snow.

From her point of view, the boy's side face was indescribably stubborn, his eyelids were half-drooping, his camel-colored coat was white, and his hands were hanging down to his body, unusually red from the cold.

She tightened her grip on the umbrella, inhaled a large breath of cold air that pierced her lungs, and walked towards the figure.

She wrapped herself in a down jacket, scarf, hat, gloves and snow boots, walked over with an umbrella, and let out a very natural surprise: "Zhuang Shize?"

Zhuang Shize was obviously immersed in self-blame and a little helpless, as soon as he heard someone call him by name, his body shook instinctively, and turned his neck stiffened by the snow to turn back.

"It's you!" said the girl under the umbrella, "it's been a long time!

Zhuang Shize squinted his eyes, and only then did he easily recognize someone from the other party's heavily surrounded outfit: "Wu Jia, ...... you?"

Wu Jia lowered the edge of the umbrella, and only Zhuang Shize's frozen red hand was left in his sight-

"A friend of mine is in the big case, and said that I should come here and wait for her to take me to eat delicious food, but she couldn't come temporarily!" Wu Jia made up a story in a panic, and then panicked and stuffed the box in his hand into Zhuang Shize's hand, "It was originally for her, she released my pigeon, let it be eaten for you! She has no mouth, hahaha, do you want to go in? I heard that it is Tang Qian's shop, right? I saw her on TV...... You're all right now, aren't you? Eh, you see I'm talking a lot, I've got to catch the car, I'm going to go, I'll have a chance to get back together!

Zhuang Shize looked at the background with hurried steps, and felt that the girl who was dancing in front of him on his birthday a few months ago didn't seem to have anything to do with it.

He looked at the box of chocolates in his hand, walked up quickly, and said to the person hiding in the umbrella, "Wu Jia, thank you for the gift." ”

The figure in the umbrella turned around, tears flowed down his face, and asked, "Are you with Tang Qian?"

Zhuang Shize looked back at the sign by the door that was half covered by snow, and smiled bitterly: "I'm not good enough." ”

He thought, I don't have the ability to protect Tang Qian yet.

I don't know if it was cold or Zhuang Shize's sentence "I'm not good enough" stimulated Wu Jia, she suddenly turned around and rushed to the door of Tang Zujing.

When the sound of "bang bang bang" sounded, Zhuang Shize reacted to what Wu Jia was going to do, and he roared in a low voice: "Wu Jia, you are a good girl, please don't disturb Tang Qian." ”

There were too many things piled up in his complicated mind - his father, who left him when he was a child, and his mother, who left him at the station and left him ruthlessly, spent a long childhood alone...... He didn't leave a single point behind the sensitivity that only children have, and he swallowed loneliness and food "sensibly" since he was a child, and he didn't mention a word to his grandfather.

Even if we met and made up for it many times later, these big and small things have always taken root in my brain and grown into towering trees.

And there are so many stuffs stuffed in it that there is only room for one soup coriander now.

However, everything happened too fast and Zhuang Shize stopped it too late, Tang Qian opened the door, and the warm air in the door rushed out with the sweetness of roasted sweet potatoes, which made Zhuang Shize's eyes hot.

Tang Qian didn't recognize Wu Jialai at first sight, and when he saw Zhuang Shize like this, he stuffed a fat roasted sweet potato into his hand: "Why don't you bring gloves when you come out?" ”

Wu Jia impatiently showed his existence: "Tang Qian! Do you know how long he has been standing outside?! If you don't like him, don't pretend to hang him! You don't know how to cherish others, it's too late to feel distressed!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the atmosphere suddenly froze a little.

Wu Jia's words sounded like a reproach, but they were a little more ambiguous, making people not know how to answer.

Tang Qian and Zhuang Shize glanced at each other at the same time, and quickly looked away.

Tang Qian really couldn't think of what to say: "Come in first, it's cold outside, I made a chocolate lava cake, let's eat it together!"

Wu Jia was completely angered by Tang Qian's not salty and indifferent attitude, in this special and sensitive little day called the Foreign New Year, but gradually becoming a couple's festival, Wu Jia was finally washed away by this atmosphere The calmness that she had built all the way before.

She raised her head, her eyes were full of anger and resentment: "Zhuang Shize always protects you, what have you done for him?!What can you do?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Jia himself was stunned first, and then Zhuang Shize and Tang Qian were also stunned.

Zhuang Shize is trying to persuade Wu Jia to leave, to persuade this girl well, or to tell her something like "You will definitely meet a boy who is really good to you and you like him in the future" and other things that can't be eaten.

But before he could speak, Tang Qian spoke first.

Her expression was serious, her cheeks were slightly red, and she didn't know if she was roasted by the heating inside or the air conditioning outside.

She said: "I can cook for him as much as he likes, and I will always cook for him whatever he likes." ”

Zhuang Shize turned his face away, an imperceptible smile quickly flashed at the corner of his mouth, and quickly pressed the corners of his mouth down, raising his hand to cover up the past with a sweet potato warm face.

Wu Jia didn't expect Tang Qian to give her such an answer at all, she suddenly felt like a clown, and she performed a farce heartbreakingly.

She was red-eyed and shouted in a broken jar: "You obviously like him, and he obviously likes you! What are you two pretending?!

She didn't take an umbrella, turned around and rushed into the snow.

Tang Qian didn't think about pulling Wu Jia over, she didn't have that friendship with Wu Jia, it was really cold outside just now, and she felt that Wu Jia didn't have any malice, so she wanted to let her into the house. Now that Wu Jia has run away, she just doesn't have to face this bear child who embarrassed the scene.

She glanced at Zhuang Shize, who was still stunned by the door, pinching the sweet potato in her hand, and pulled him in with the other end of the sweet potato.

"The sweet potatoes are so warm. Zhuang Shize pinched the sweet potato hard, and smiled so much that Tang Qian felt inexplicable.

Zhuang Shize was about to continue the topic of "making food for him" just now, when he looked up, he was startled by Qiu Qini, who had two light bulb eyes open.

The consequence of not reacting for a moment is that it is easy to speak, usually by saying a word that does not make sense: "This...... She...... You ......"

Tang Qian's expression was serious: "Okay, now let's talk about Liang Que." ”

As soon as he heard this foreign name, Zhuang Shize also calmed down: "Liang Que called you when she called you yesterday?"

Qiu Qini lowered her head in shame, and Tang Qian waved her hand: "Don't rush to denounce her." ”

She looked at Qiu Qini, then at Zhuang Shize, and said, "We are discussing getting the dishes cooked by Liang Que himself to taste." 166 Reading Network