Min Zhuo came to Fu's house, not only prepared some fruits and fish in the space, but also specially took out the rose snacks in the storage compartment.

This is still made by the ancients, she only ate a piece, and she was reluctant to eat it, ready to let Fu Guotao take it away, but he said that it would be inconvenient to carry these things when she was out of the house.

Therefore, she was not reluctant and kept it in the space.

"Yo! I seem to smell roses, is it roses? Xiao Zhuo, grandma is old, so she doesn't have to spend money to buy flowers for grandma. ”

It's still a granddaughter-in-law, the old man of his family hasn't even given her a piece of grass, let alone flowers.

"Grandma, I didn't prepare enough this time, I'll send you flowers next time."

Unexpectedly, grandma is so old, but she likes flowers, and the light in her eyes is not deceiving.

It can be said that the blind cat ran into a dead mouse, and Min Zhuo dug out Grandma Fu's preferences by mistake.

This preference is still not known, and even Fu's mother doesn't know it.

"As long as it's sent by Xiao Zhuo, grandma likes it, so what is this? It's so fragrant with roses. ”

"Guess what?"

The packaging given by the ancients before was a wooden box, but no matter how ordinary a box was in ancient times, it was also an antique.

Therefore, Min Zhuo prepared a beautiful rectangular box by himself, and from the outside, with the fragrance emitted by the box, it is no wonder that grandma would say that it was a rose.

"Not roses?"

"Xiao Zhuo, don't sell it, I'm impatient, let me see it first, and then let your grandma guess."

"you, Xiaozhuo, grandma can't guess it, just tell me."

Min Zhuo was urged by Fu's mother and Grandma Fu, so he had to open the box gently.

As soon as the box is opened, the fragrance of roses immediately hits, and without the hindrance of the box, the fragrance is even stronger, but it smells very good.

"Wow! Is it all bread? ”

"It's so exquisite, all of them are rose-shaped, yo! Each one is exactly the same. ”

Although Min Zhuo has seen and eaten it, he has to sigh again at this moment: the craftsmanship of the ancients is really a must, and next time I encounter it, I can exchange it with her more.

"Grandma, auntie, you can taste it, this is what I specially bought for you with an acquaintance, her craftsmanship is generally not take-out, this time it was also a coincidence, I met it, I can buy it."

Forgive her for telling such a white lie.

"I can't bear to eat such beautiful roses, so I put them in the living room, and they can still be pleasing to the eyes when I look at them every day."

"It's just that it's a shame to eat it."

Min Zhuo was helpless, "But if you don't eat it, wouldn't it be a pity to go back and spoil it again?" ”

"Oh, it's food after all." Grandma Fu looked reluctant, pondered for a while, and then made up her mind.

"Then I'll try it." With his right hand, he gently picked up a piece of rose cake, fearing that it would be broken, and held it with both hands.

Take a bite, "It's so delicious, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, full of roses, sweet but not greasy, melts in the mouth, I feel that after eating, I can speak with fragrance." ”

Fu's mother stood aside and couldn't wait, "It's really so delicious?" ”

The conditions of their family are very good, they have never eaten any rare food, the old lady's mouth is very good, and she can praise the deliciousness, presumably it will not be bad.