"You think so.

Anyway, let's wait and see.

If your brother really likes Tianxin one day, you are not allowed to make trouble for me.

If I knew you were bad, hmph, I'll let your dad clean you up. “

Xu Qingxia threatened her son, but she didn't have a soft mouth at all.

"It's been this trick since I was a child.

Hum!

Anyway, my brother won't like Su Tianxin. “

Qiao Muxia felt that this would never happen, so he went back to the room to play the game with confidence.

"Old Joe, you say ......"

"I don't know.

But this matter also has to talk about fate, take your time.

When fate arrives, it can't be dismantled.

If you don't have fate, you won't be able to get together if you keep it every day. “

Who can say for sure about marriage?

Qiao Duheng didn't want to give his wife too much hope, but he didn't want to disappoint her too much.

***

It was fast forward to Friday.

This week, Su Tianxin ran to Qiming's big kitchen every afternoon when there was no class.

In addition to practicing the basic hair, and after trying to ferment twice, the main thing is to practice making shaqima.

Shaqima is a traditional Chinese specialty sweet pastry.

"Yanjing Years Chronicles" wrote: "Saqima is a Manchurian dumpling, with rock sugar, cream and white noodles for it, shaped like glutinous rice, baked in a non-ash wood oven, then into a square, sweet and greasy and edible." ”

Although the modern process has been slightly changed, it is still a small snack suitable for all ages because of its sweet and glutinous taste.

Su Tianxin liked this little dish very much before he was reborn.

In the past, she was not as happy as Su Tian, the daughter of the Su family.

Not to mention those pastries that I have never heard of, even my birthday cake is not eaten every year.

There are many children in the orphanage, and there are too many places where money is needed.

If every child buys a cake for their birthday, then Dean Su's mother can't afford it at all.

So at that time, every child only bought a cake once every three years for their birthday.

But fortunately, there are so many times a year that I can share other children's birthday cakes.

Every time the dean's mother buys a big cake, in addition to giving the birthday boy the biggest one, she will also give it to other children, each of whom will share a little bit.

Now that she has become Su Tianxin of the Su family, things like cakes have long been regarded as daily snacks for her, and she can eat as much as she wants.

But every time I think about it, the cheap birthday cake I ate at the orphanage at that time still feels that it was the happiest taste.

Although the cake has the most special meaning to her.

But at this stage, making cakes is still too difficult for Su Tianxin.

If she wants to make a cake that satisfies Master Avit, she has little confidence.

So she found another way to choose what she is learning to do now.

If a birthday cake is a symbol of happiness, then Shaqima is a happy memory.

Su Tianxin, who was reborn, began to get a scholarship for every exam since he went to middle school.

With a scholarship, she began to have the money at her disposal.

Although most of the scholarships were given to the dean, Su's mother.

But every time Su's mother would leave her a little pocket money.

The sensible Su Tianxin has never spent pocket money, but uses this money to buy a few catties of shaqima every time to share with his younger brothers and sisters in the orphanage.

The cheap and delicious Shaqima carries too many happy memories of Su Tianxin and the children in the orphanage.

During the interview, Su Tian wanted to make what she thought was the best dim sum, so she simply chose Shaqima.