My Su Su is capable, Su Su has never made osmanthus cake before, just watch Xiao Qiao make it a few times, it will be. I'm still afraid that today's cage of osmanthus cake smells fragrant, but eating it is not the same thing! Wu Fengjiao praised Lin Susu happily.

To be honest, Wu Fengjiao really didn't think that Lin Susu could succeed in making osmanthus cake today. No matter how smart Lin Susu is, at such an old age, just by seeing Su Xiaoqiao do it, he has never done it, what can he learn?

Lin Susu in Wu Fengjiao's heart, or Lin Susu who can't do any housework and can cook porridge in a pot, in the past month or so, Lin Susu can learn to cook, Wu Fengjiao already feels very powerful. Osmanthus cake is such a cumbersome and delicate food, Wu Fengjiao has also seen Su Xiaoqiao make it, she can't do it herself, can she still expect Lin Susu, a ten-year-old girl, to really make what osmanthus cake?

When Lin Susu did it, Wu Fengjiao was still worried that she might waste more than ten yuan of ingredients in vain today.

When the fragrance of osmanthus cake wafted out of the steamer, Wu Fengjiao's heart was lifted high, and most of it was put down.

Now eating delicious osmanthus cake, Wu Fengjiao's heart, except for the word "happy", really can't think of any other words for a while.

With such a delicate and delicious osmanthus cake as the "treasure of the town store", Wu Fengjiao also has a little more confidence in the snack bar that she is about to open.

"Granny Wu, your osmanthus cake is really delicious and beautiful." Wu Xiaomin nodded violently, eating happily.

Lin Susu's osmanthus cake, Wu Xiaomin has never seen it sold in the county.

A piece of osmanthus cake, cut into a diamond shape the size of half a palm, translucent, like jelly, trembling, placed in a white porcelain plate, as if blowing a little harder, it can be blown down.

In the transparent cake body, the golden osmanthus flowers are blooming sparsely and sparsely, and the beauty is reluctant to eat.

"I'm eating, this taste is far worse than my mother's cooking!" Lin Susu was a little deflated.

Lin Susu hasn't made osmanthus cake for decades, and for the first time today, Lin Susu is a little handy, and the ratio of flour and sugar is not very well controlled. Unlike Su Xiaoqiao, every time he makes osmanthus cake, the taste is the same, it will not be sweet or light.

Thinking of Su Xiaoqiao, Lin Susu's heart was sour.

If it weren't for Wu Fengjiao's snack bar this time, which needed a "town store snack", Lin Susu would not have taught Wu Fengjiao the practice of osmanthus cake.

It's not Lin Su Su who cherishes himself.

For Lin Susu, the osmanthus cake of "Su Xiaoqiao's version" is not only a delicious pastry, but also mixed with the warm memories of Lin Susu's family of three in the past ten years.

Every year, Lin Ansheng goes home to visit relatives, and Lin Susu's favorite thing is to sit under the osmanthus tree with his parents.

Whether it is in the past life or in this life, Su Xiaoqiao's death is an irreparable defect for Lin Susu. If he had a choice, Lin Susu would rather never eat osmanthus cake for the rest of his life than lose his dear mother.

"I think Susu has done a good job, and he will definitely sell for a good price. Xiao Min likes to eat, eat a few more pieces. Wu Fengjiao sandwiched a piece of osmanthus cake and put it in Wu Xiaomin's bowl.

Seeing that Lin Susu's expression was a little gloomy, Wu Fengjiao knew that Lin Susu should have touched the scene and remembered the dead Su Xiaoqiao.

"Mmmm, thank you Granny Wu!" Wu Xiaomin smiled when he ate, and the conversation was very interesting.

"Susu, do you remember the essay I wrote during the final exam last semester?" Wu Xiaomin raised his head and looked at Lin Susu.

"Composition?" Lin Susu was stunned.

For Wu Xiaomin, the final exam of last semester has only passed for more than a month.

For Lin Susu, it has been twenty or thirty years. Such a distant thing, where does Lin Susu remember?

The title is "My Ideal"! Wu Xiaomin's face turned red when he talked about it.

"Is it the one who eats osmanthus cake every day?" Lin Susu finally remembered.

I have to say that Wu Xiaomin is really an out-and-out foodie.

Wu Xiaomin's grade, the essay topic for the final exam last semester was: My Ideal.

Many of Wu Xiaomin's classmates wrote in their essays that my ideal is to be a scientist who contributes to the motherland when I grow up, or my dream is to be an engineer when I grow up.

Wu Xiaomin, a foodie, writes about her ideal, she can actually eat the osmanthus cake made by Aunt Xiao Qiao in the village every day, and she can eat it vigorously if she doesn't eat it.

As a result, on the day the final exam papers were sent, Wu Xiaomin was dragged to the podium by their homeroom teacher, that is, the Chinese teacher of their class, to stand in front of the podium for a class.

"Su Su, our teacher Wang is really weird, he said in class that when writing essays, I should write my true feelings, I wrote according to my true thoughts, and he criticized me for being unambitious and only thinking about eating all day long. Su Su, you say, Mr. Wang, is he inconsistent? Or is it deliberately looking for fault with me? Speaking of this, Wu Xiaomin was still a little indignant.

A girl, in front of the whole class, was criticized by the teacher for "only knowing how to eat all day" and "having no ambitions", which is very embarrassing, okay?

Lin Susu smiled and did not speak.

Who made Wu Xiaomin misunderstand what Mr. Wang meant? It is true that the writing essay is true, but it can't be in a lot of ideals such as "being a scientist when you grow up" and "being an engineer when you grow up", Wu Xiaomin sincerely writes that her ideal is to "eat osmanthus cake every day", right?

There is such a "wonderful" thing, and it is strange that the teacher does not take Wu Xiaomin, an unconventional guy, to "kill chickens and make an example of monkeys". After all, education at this time was like this, but there was no such thing as "individuality" and "teaching students according to their aptitude".

Teachers are the standard of children's behavior. If the teacher says you're right, you're right, and if the teacher says you're wrong, you're wrong. It cannot be refuted.

"Our teacher Wang also said that I am too easily satisfied, and I eat the same thing every day, don't I get tired? The osmanthus cake made by Aunt Xiao Qiao is so delicious, how can I get tired of eating it? He can't eat grapes and says grapes are sour! Speaking of this, Wu Xiaomin was still a little angry.

"Hehehe······ When school starts, Xiaomin, you bring a few pieces of osmanthus cake to Wang Laishi, so that he can feel the unique charm of osmanthus cake. Lin Susu "badly" gave Wu Xiaomin an idea.

"yes, yes! Su Su, you have a good idea, the osmanthus cake you make is so delicious, maybe, after Mr. Wang finishes eating, his ideal will become the same as me, hehehehe······"

During a meal, the three of them talked and laughed, and they were satisfied.

In the end, Wu Xiaomin ate three pieces of osmanthus cake and refused to eat it again.

Seeing Wu Xiaomin's insistence, Lin Susu did not persuade again.

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