How could Hongshao have the mind to figure out the difference between longing and yearning, she only felt that her heart was churning at this time, and she couldn't calm down at all.

"I think...... I feel a little stuffy, I'll go out first to breathe......" After Hongshao finished this sentence, he immediately turned around and left.

Ye Chuliang looked at her somewhat lost back, and couldn't help but look up at her suspiciously, but he couldn't figure it out, so he had to shake his head and continue the work in his hand.

At this time, Sikong Yu and Dongfang Yanhe were cutting bamboo, seeing that the cold winter had come, and the bamboo had become a lot more depressed.

"Brother fool, we've cut a lot of bamboo, why does Sister Chu Liang still want us to cut bamboo?" After finishing his work, Sikong Yu put down the machete in his hand and swung his somewhat sore arms.

Dongfang Yanhe's forehead also had a slight sweat stain, he stood up straight and looked into the distance, "She has always had her own ideas, and we can't keep up with her thoughts." ”

"Now the flexibility of this bamboo is not as good as in summer, what can it do?"

"Okay, let's not think about it anymore, just cut it," Dongfang Yanhe looked at the bamboo behind him, frowned slightly, "I think we should cut these bamboos first, otherwise we won't be able to carry them back." ”

"Xie..."

Just as the two of them were squatting down to chop bamboo, Red Shoots appeared with a sad face.

As soon as he saw her look of loss, Dongfang Yanhe's heart couldn't help but chuckle, and the machete that cut down the bamboo almost hit the bamboo next to Sikong Yu because it didn't fall into the right position.

Later, Sikong Yu was trimming the bamboo, and Dongfang Yanhe and Hongshao went to live in the roasting kiln to prepare dinner.

Ye Chuliang is preparing pasta, with milk, what sweet food can't be made?

There is more milk milked today than yesterday, so Ye Chuliang is ready to make six servings of double-skin milk, and the rest will be made into chiffon cakes.

Ye Chuliang first poured the milk into the pot and put in a little sugar.

Once heated, she found six bowls, slowly poured the hot milk into it and placed it in a ventilated place.

The next thing is to prepare the egg whites, there is no lemon juice, Ye Chuliang can only add a little zero sugar, and then stir and stir and set aside.

The air is cold, and the hot milk quickly forms a milk skin.

Ye Chuliang made a cut along the edge of the bowl, and then poured the milk into Lianqing Zheng

She stirred the egg whites quickly, then poured them into the bowl along the slices

Luckily, she moved quickly, so the milk skin didn't stick to the bottom of the bowl because of the long time.

The double skin milk in every bowl is perfect, and then it is left to the stove to do the work.

……

At this time, the two people who were in the raw oven studied the results of the test of the white and red shoots.

"So she's really from Fanbang?" Dongfang Yanhe frowned slightly.

Hong Shao shook his head and said: "Lord, I don't think Sister Chu Liang is from Fanbang, do you think, she was adopted by the Ye family, she was only six or seven years old at that time, what can a six or seven-year-old child understand?" ”

"Also, even if we assume that Sister Chu Liang is from Fanbang, she has been living in Xiantang Village for so many years and has never contacted those people, how can we put those trumped-up charges on her?" Hong Shao scrambled nervously before Dongfang Yanhe spoke.

Dongfang Yanhe's eyes were even deeper, and he sighed lightly: "We can all understand these truths, but can everyone really understand them?" ”

Hong Shao knew who Dongfang Yanhe was, and her expression immediately dimmed, "Hong Shao understands that if it is known that the Lord is with the girl from Fanbang, she will definitely make a big fuss." ”

"So, you understand why I'm so nervous?" Dongfang Yanhe said lightly, "The only people who know her background are the people of Ye Liu's mother's family, as long as we have the opportunity to meet those people, we can naturally figure out Ye Chuliang's life experience." ”

Red Tip nodded slightly.

……

When steaming the double skin milk, Ye Chuliang prepared the ingredients for making the Qi Fen cake.

Egg white separation, originally she wanted Dongfang Yanhe to whip the egg whites, but in the end she decided to do it herself, she wanted to try how long it would take for the egg whites to bubble in such a cold winter.

There was no whisk, so she chose to stir it together with three chopsticks.

After the double skin milk had been steamed, she barely beat the egg whites, lifting her sour shoulders, she decided that this kind of physical work would be left to Dongfang Yanhe next time.

The next step is to add vegetable oil to the egg yolk, then add flour, and finally divide the beaten egg whites several times and add flour Zheng

Soon the embryo of the chiffon cake was ready, and Ye Chu came to the oven with the cake in his heart, and the temperature of the oven was just right at this time.

While waiting to bake the cake, Dongfang Yanhe took the opportunity to ask a question that Sikong Yu also felt very strange in the afternoon.

"What are you going to do with those bamboos?"

Ye Chuliang smiled mysteriously, "It's a secret. ”

"Sister Chu Liang, you have too many secrets, just tell me this time, what are those bamboos used for?" Hongshao coquettishly grabbed Ye Chuliang's arm and said.

Ye Chuliang stood on the side of the mountain and looked down the mountain, her eyes became softer, and her expression seemed to begin to flutter.

"I wanted to make a cradle that I could hang on a tree branch, and on a sunny afternoon, I could nest in it and enjoy the sun, or have a good dream, or get a good night's sleep, and that would be perfect." When he said this, Ye Chuliang had already closed his eyes, as if he could reach out and reach out to reach all this.

"Sister Chu Liang, do you know how to weave a cradle with bamboo?" Red Tree asked curiously.

"No, but I probably have an idea, and I don't think it's a big problem." Ye Chuliang was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile.

Dongfang Yanhe walked up to her and asked softly, "Is there a sentence I don't know whether to ask or not?" ”

"You ......," Ye Chu said with a cold smile.

"I have always had a question when I see that you can cook, grow, and make all kinds of strange supplies," Dongfang Yanhe's eyes suddenly became gentle, and he also looked at the mountain and asked, "What kind of life do you want to live?" ”

Dongfang Yanhe's question made her think that when she celebrated her birthday last year, her best friend had asked the same question.

She remembers how she answered.

"Living in the mountains and rivers, making your favorite food, making at sunrise and resting at sunset, surrounded by the people you like, have children and daughters under your knees, live a comfortable life, and grow old ......"

"Then isn't this place very suitable for you......" Hong Shao took Ye Chuliang's hand in surprise and said excitedly.