"Xiao Yu, what are you doing in the kitchen, are you making cakes?" Li Hongmei walked out of the room, heard the noise in the kitchen from time to time, and glanced at it curiously.

The sound of eggs being cracked, the clattering of metal utensils, the subtle sound of liquid running through the kitchen can be faintly heard, and a symphony concert is going on in the kitchen.

"Well, I'm making a steamed cake," the girl in a simple gray apron leaned slightly to show off the half-beaten egg whites in her hand.

I saw that the egg whites in the basin were stirred, and small foams came out, like a bubble machine hidden in the water, constantly spitting out small bubbles, but under the rapid stirring of the egg beater, the fragile foam was broken instantly, leaving the "hoarfrost" full of the basin, milky, pure, and clean.

I took the egg yolk paste that had been prepared next to it, raised my hand and poured it in, and layers of smooth satin flowed down.

With Lou Qingyu's stirring, the hoarfrost in the basin was instantly dyed with a light yellow color, just like the goose yellow on the snow white.

Yellow and white intersect, and the color arouses the appetite.

Li Hongmei stood beside her for a while, and saw her granddaughter pour the light yellow cake batter into the mold, and then put it into the steamer, and couldn't help laughing, "Isn't this the hair cake I used to make for you and Xiaoqian?"

"Grandma, the steamed cake is not a hair cake, it's different. Lou Qingyu said with some amusement, judging from the appearance and process, many people will think that steamed cakes and hair cakes are the same, and the similar taste makes more people have such misunderstandings.

"Steamed cakes will taste better, I don't believe you can taste them later. ”

The kind old man responded with a smile, and helped his granddaughter clean up the dirty utensils and bowls on the side, "Wait a minute, let's also send some cakes to Aunt Deng next door, usually it also troubles people a lot." ”

"Good. ”

Li Hongmei didn't know what she remembered, and glanced sideways at Lou Qingyu, "Xiao Yu, your sister Qianqian has come back from vacation a few days ago, if you have time for the New Year, go over to play with her, you two had such a good relationship when you were young, don't be estranged." ”

"Sister Qianqian," the cold voice seemed to float from afar, with a little ethereal, "she seems to be busy." ”

"Really?"

The old man's expression seemed to be a little pity and regret, and he didn't continue to ask.

She didn't know when the two children had become like this, nothing special had happened, and she hadn't heard of the two arguing, but when everyone didn't know it, the two got along like strangers.

Half an hour later, the soft and fluffy light yellow cake was taken out of the steamer, the long knife was taken out, pressed slightly, and the metal was instantly wrapped in the soft cake, which seemed to be attracted by the sweet taste, and instantly fell into it, and it didn't get up for a long time.

Waiting for Lou Qingyu to raise the long knife and leave, the softness of the light yellow cake that wanted to hide was instantly revealed, more cotton than the little sheep, softer than the touch of gummies, soft and cottony, greedy to death!

Lou Qingyu quickly picked up a small piece of soft cake and handed it to the mouth of the old man next to him, his voice was a little brisk, "Grandma, you taste it." ”

When the hot, soft little cake is put into the mouth, the sweet taste of eggs instantly fills the mouth, and between chewing carefully, Li Hongmei's eyes narrowed slightly, this taste is more delicate and softer than the fat cake.

"It was delicious. Grandma's simple words of appreciation instantly made the girl smile.

"Send it to Aunt Deng's house next door. ”

"It's over now. ”

In the community, it is normal for neighbors to give each other some snacks and food, once it is a holiday, there are more such situations, and after Cen Qianqian walked back from outside, he found that there were a lot of snacks and food on the table.

"Mom, I'm back. ”

"I came back just in time, are you hungry? there are dumplings, rice cakes, wontons... There is also a steamed cake that Xiao Yu just delivered. ”

The steamed cake sent by Xiao Yu?

Cen Qianqian just wanted to go back to the room, and when she walked into the dining table, she didn't need Deng Jie to point out, she knew that the beautiful light yellow cake in the center was made by Lou Qingyu.

Under the backdrop of the business level of the aunts, the high-value steamed cake is particularly outstanding in this, reaching out and can't help but pick up a small piece, the familiar sweet taste melts away at the moment of entry, and that smell is like a key to unlock some memories in the mind.

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"Sister Qianqian, this is what I learned to steam cakes today, do you want to try it?" In the first week after returning from New Western College, the moment the girl saw Cen Qianqian, she melted away all the coldness, her voice was a little excited, and she couldn't wait to share.

However, Cen Qianqian, who had already been estranged, just took a bite casually, and slowly said four words, "It's a little unpalatable." ”

"Well, this is probably the first time I've done it alone, and it's not as delicious as what I made in class. The girl's voice was a little disappointed.

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Because of Cen Qianqian's deliberate avoidance, the two haven't seen each other for two weeks, but on a rainy weekend, Cen Qianqian was finally seen by the girl, "Sister Qianqian, I also made a steamed cake today, you can taste it, I promise it will be better than last time." ”

However, in the girl's expectant gaze, Cen Qianqian said expressionlessly, "It's so unpalatable." ”

"Ah, really? I've practiced a lot of times, and although I didn't do as well as the teacher, it shouldn't be too bad, right?"

"It's really unpalatable. ”

Leaving a fluttering sentence, Cen Qianqian walked directly into the room and never came out.

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"Sister Qianqian, I am the first in the class in this exam, and this steamed cake will definitely not disappoint you. ”

I hadn't seen each other for three months, and Cen Qianqian was surprised to find that since the girl had cut her neat short hair, what didn't change was that delicate face, and what was in front of her was still a familiar, sweet, and fluffy steamed cake.

"It's unpalatable. ”

"It's unpalatable, it's not tasty at all. ”

Obviously, the damn sweetness in her mouth made her almost sink, but she couldn't forgive the sister in front of her who betrayed her, and she was eager to stay away and alienate, even at the expense of using malicious words.

"Lou Qingyu, the things you make are super unpalatable, don't send me cakes anymore, I don't like to eat cakes, and I hate them now. ”

The young girl's merciless words, sentence by sentence, seemed to break the fetters of this friendship, and the slightest crack finally led to the collapse of friendship.

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"Shallow, why are you crying?"

Deng Jie's surprised and worried voice came from not far away, Cen Qianqian opened his eyes, and found that he had already burst into tears unconsciously, and reached out to wipe it off, but found that the more he wiped it, it fell down like a bead with a broken thread.

"It's okay, it's just that the steamed cake made by Xiao Yu is so delicious, and I cried deliciously. Cen shallow and far-fetched a smile, looking at her daughter's tearful smile, Deng Jie suddenly felt that her daughter seemed to have become different.