Zhuang Shuo had to send Lang Yangyang to work.

What did you say about that just last night, and today you can't let Lang Yangyang take a taxi by himself.

Lang Yangyang couldn't resist him, thinking that Zhuang Shuo didn't have anything important to do today, so he let him go.

On the way, Lang Yangyang looked at the news in the Brookside store group, last night's rainstorm, Lang Yangyang couldn't go back, it was the materials prepared by Xiaoying.

After the dough was ready, I took a photo and posted it in the group.

I was a little worried, but when I got to the store, I saw that the dough was in good condition.

"Yes, she is a student of Teacher Li." Lang Yangyang muttered to himself and brought out the dough.

Zhuang Shuo leaned against the door frame: "Do you want me to help you knead the dough?" ”

Lang Yangyang smiled: "Why do you want to help me knead my dough?" ”

"I'm afraid you don't have the strength today."

Lang Yangyang laughed out loud, "What's the matter, you can't get a body twice, you're not that powerful, right......?"

"......" Zhuang Shuo gritted his teeth: "I'm talking about you having a fever last night." ”

Lang Yangyang: "Hahaha, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, just when I didn't say anything." ”

Zhuang Shuo took out two paper bags from the drawer and said, "Don't cry and beg me in three days." ”

Lang Yangyang still said: "There is no ploughed land, only tired cattle." ”

Zhuang Shuo couldn't smile bitterly, who was the one who cried last night and said no?

As soon as I got up from sleep, I turned my face and didn't admit it.

is angry, and I think Lang Yangyang with such a character is quite cute.

The days are really getting more and more interesting.

"Shall I take all the rest of yesterday?" Zhuang Shuo said.

Lang Yangyang sprinkled the flour on the board: "Well, there are still a few cakes in the refrigerator, remember to take them." ”

It began to rain yesterday evening, and there were still a lot of things left that had not been sold, Zhuang Shuo couldn't fit in two bags, so he came over and took another bag, and went back to the farm with a full harvest.

As soon as the oven was turned on in the baking room, the temperature rose, and Lang Yangyang was busy alone in the store.

Kneaded and folded repeatedly, the dough becomes smoother and smoother, mixed with herbs, nuts, and then drawn in simple and beautiful lines, waiting for them to expand and color at high temperatures, and turn into delicious bread.

These three hours every morning are the most relaxing time for Lang Yangyang.

He didn't think about anything, he threw himself into making bread and desserts, the aroma of bread and desserts filling the entire baking room, and the breath was sweet.

Lang Yangyang looked at the freshly baked nut bread and couldn't help but sigh that the shape and aroma were so perfect.

At this moment, I feel that my head is full of fascinating irregular pores just like the inside of the European bag.

In the afternoon, the sun came out, and the store was almost full, and Lang Yangyang was watching Xiaoying make cookies.

Biscuits are easy to make, but delicious and good-looking biscuits are not easy to make.

Although taste is the essence of food, Brookside's pricing is here, and customers can't be fooled with "mediocre" desserts.

The price of desserts includes the "emotional value" of customers, and the joy of seeing beautiful desserts is also counted.

When customers in the store come to take out, they will take cookies with them, and customers who drink pure tea drinks also like cookies.

But biscuits are Lang Yangyang's weakness, and the store has those few flavors of cookies all year round.

On the contrary, making cookies is Xiaoying's forte.

Lang Yangyang held a piece of paper in his hand, on which Xiaoying wrote, "I will make fondant biscuits, less fondant, not too greasy".

Lang Yangyang was surprised when the finished product came out, and wondered if Xiaoying was an art student before.

"This is too delicate, can you draw my idol on the biscuit?" Yoyo holds an oval-shaped biscuit with a kitten depicted on it, and the edge of the biscuit is decorated with a delicate golden bow, which at first glance looks like a classical hand-held mirror.

Lang Yangyang held a rectangular one, on which were painted a pattern as quiet and beautiful as Monet's garden.

Xiaoying has always insisted on wearing a mask and long sleeves in the store, and she wrote a note: "Good looking> delicious." ”

Lang Yangyang and Youyou both laughed, and Youyou said, "I can't bear to eat at all!" ”

Xiaoying also made some butter biscuits, and Lang Yangyang packed some and prepared to go to the second aunt's house.

I made an appointment with Zhuang Shuo to go to my second aunt's house for dinner tonight.

After Lang Yangyang and Zhuang Shuo got married, there were no children in the families of both parents, so the two discussed that they would at least visit their elders every week and have a meal together.

Life in small cities is occasionally hectic, but most of the time the pace is slow.

When they need their elders, they are never stingy with time or money, and juniors can't always use "busy" as an excuse.

The elders do not take the initiative to disturb the life of the newlyweds, they are considerate.

But they like juniors and need juniors.

Speaking of busy, Lang Yangyang and Zhuang Shuo do have their own careers, and they are busy in the store and farm every day.

But if you want to go, it's definitely not that you don't have time.

As long as you are willing to do it, you can do anything.

This is what Zhuang Shuo taught Lang Yangyang.

Zhuang Shuo will come later, and Lang Yangyang will go first with the cookies and snacks for his aunt.

When I arrived at the gate of my aunt's community, I happened to see her coming back from grocery shopping.

The second aunt used that kind of small cart to load vegetables.

"Auntie!" Lang Yangyang ran over, "I'll come." ”

The second aunt gave him the car in her hand and said with a sigh of relief: "Ouch, it's not hot this weather, you sweat so much after walking two steps, are you busy in the store?" ”

"Well, what kind of food did you buy so heavy?" Lang Yangyang leaned over to look.

Beer was seen inside.

The second aunt smiled and said while wiping her sweat with a tissue: "Don't you two like to drink any craft brew, I saw that it was on sale, so I bought a dozen and came back." ”

Lang Yangyang looked at the second aunt and said thank you.

The second aunt doesn't understand beer, maybe she asked in the store, and they recommended it, which is not a good quality brand for Lang Yangyang, but this doesn't matter, the second aunt's mind can get to this, which is more rare than anything else.

If this carload of things were to be carried upstairs by the second aunt herself, it would definitely be very difficult.

Lang Yangyang walked in front with the cart, and the second aunt thought behind him: "I don't know why, I don't go to work anymore, but I feel that my body is not so tough, I guess I am idle." ”

Lang smiled and said, "Maybe I haven't gotten used to it yet." ”

Second aunt: "Yes, I started to get up in the morning to do tai chi in the past two days, otherwise I would have nothing to do." ”

"Where?"

"It's in a nearby community, with your Aunt Zou."

After the second aunt finished speaking, she added: "After the fight, I went to buy some food, and I came back to cook lunch, and the time was just right." ”

As he spoke, he arrived on the fourth floor, Lang Yangyang was also a little breathing, nodded and didn't speak, waiting for the second aunt to open the door.

I thought I'd wait until I finished eating to ask about investment.

The house is still clean, and the flowers and plants on the balcony are well maintained.

The second aunt took a plate to make tea with biscuits, and Lang Yangyang sorted out the ingredients she bought back in the kitchen.

Bought beef and a black fish, as well as tofu and a few vegetables, and the fruit was half a watermelon and a local variety of bright red peach, all fresh.

The last time I came to eat at the second aunt's place, the second aunt made a stir-fried beef with coriander, and Lang Yangyang and Zhuang Shuo both said they liked it.

So today I bought beef and coriander.

The second aunt came in, "Put the watermelon in the refrigerator and freeze it." ”

"Okay." Lang Yangyang put the watermelon in, and when he turned around, he found that the second aunt was staring at his feet.

"What's wrong?"

Second aunt: "What's wrong with your leg?" ”

Lang Yangyang said: "I went to Zhuang Shuo yesterday, and I was accidentally scratched, a small wound, and it will be fine in two days." ”

"Look at your arms and neck, so many scratches, why are there bruises on your neck?"

The second aunt said, and pulled Lang Yangyang over to take a look.

Bruising ......

Lang Yangyang glanced at the reflection of the glass, coughed dryly and said, "It was scratched by that corn leaf, and that one was not bruised, but pinched by a cold." ”

The second aunt frowned, a little unconvinced, she had a fever and a cold and pinched her neck, and it didn't feel the same.

As he spoke, Zhuang Shuo also arrived, carrying half a sack of vegetables.

"How can I eat so much alone?" The second aunt complained and laughed, pulling the sack to see what was inside.

Zhuang Shuo helped to take it out together: "Give the neighbors a little something, there are waxy corn, cucumbers and beans, and last time you said that you like to eat radish, I just planted a little this year, and I dug it up." ”

Lang Yangyang also came over to take a look: "Did I break this corn yesterday?" ”

Zhuang Shuo: "You broke it and soaked it in the ground, and you took it to feed the pigs." ”

“……”

"I didn't get it back when I put it in the field last night, and I really fed the pigs."

Lang Yangyang smiled helplessly, and pulled Zhuang Shuo to prepare to go to the kitchen to cook.

"Wait." The second aunt stopped.

The two turned around and looked at their aunt.

The aunt's expression was displeased, and she frowned at Zhuang Shuo.

"What's wrong, auntie?" Zhuang Shuo was looked at uncomfortably.

The second aunt looked at it again and again, and said, "What's the matter with this wound on your arm?" ”