.” Bird's nest took the flower basket, sniffed it, and smiled.

The smile on the bird's nest eyebrows made A Yao feel a little nervous and smiled.

However, after a few steps on the bird's nest, Yu Guang saw that there was no one around him. A Yao was still standing cramped outside the gate and asked, "A few days ago, you are so distant, and you don't even dare to come in the door?"

"Senior Bird's Nest is joking." A Yao stepped into the door and was worried, "Is Mr. Wangyue here? How is she feeling today?"

"Yaozhu, you followed Mr. Pei around in the Mid-Autumn Festival. You are timid and timid." Bird's nest simply stopped, pulled A Yao to her room, poured tea, put a plate of melon seeds and a plate of square cakes, and sat down to listen to her slowly: "The girl is in a happy and melancholy mood recently, and it is unstable. Your mood is also wrong. What happened? Did Pei Shuo bully you? The girl is pouring rose fragrance in the bamboo house in the flowerbed, and she will not be able to come out for a while. You can say slowly."

I grabbed a handful of red melon seeds and stuffed them into A Yao's hand, and then I started to eat melon seeds himself.

A Yao was hiding, and some things were so uncomfortable in her heart that she told me about what had happened in the past few days, and she slapped the bloody and terrible things. She said it lightly last night. Before she knew it, the melon seeds in her palm were knocked away by her, and her boredom disappeared. She chuckled: "Am I too chatty?"

Bird's nest was stunned and breathed a sigh of relief after hearing her words: "Thank God, it's good to be safe and don't care about the wounds on your shoulders. I'll find you if there is any plaster for scar removal."

He pushed the square cake forward and asked her to taste it: "Come and eat a square cake. This is a snack for the Dragon Boat Festival in Qingming Festival, but the girl makes it by herself if she wants to eat it. Try it. There are roses, mint, bean paste and sugar osmanthus fillings. The girl doesn't like to mix in melon seeds. The steamed square cake is sweet, but I always feel that it is less chewy."

A Yao twisted a piece of cake. The square cake was square, and it was soft in her hand but it didn't collapse. The balls of cake noodles were clearly visible, and the balls of flowers were faintly exposed to a little tender red. The filling should be rose, right?

When you break it apart, it is indeed quicksand candy-stained roses, and the pink and translucent roses are melting and almost flowing out.

A good cake ball needs to be ground into the glutinous rice flour finely, add warm water, and add it to the best. It is a science. The cake ball has no sense of the grains, and it does not stick to its teeth. She thinks she seems to be a little good at making it.

"It's delicious! You can try it too. The roses are sweet but not greasy, and you can also taste the fragrance of roses." A Yao was eating happily, so she didn't forget to hand them to the bird's nest to try it. "Next time I'll make a square cake for you, add pine nuts, hey, do you like eating pine nuts?"

Bird's nest smiled and twisted a square cake and started eating it. Three or two square cakes and a cup of strong tea. She saw that the time was about the same, "Let's go, tell the girl you're back."

A mu of land is surrounded by the house of Wangyue to make flower beds. There are usually special flower farmers' dishes, which are specially grown for fragrance dew. When Wangyue rises, he will go to the flower bed to pick flowers, make fragrance dew or fragrance pillows.

Had you seen the smooth cooking technique of Wangyue cuisine, A Yao might have been confused by the leisurely and elegant girl of which family is.

The bamboo house stands green on the edge of the flowerbed, and a window is opened. The flowers are clustered in my eyes. I look at the moon and adjust the rose water. I feel something, and I see two little people holding hands.

"Here I'm back."

Wangyue's tone was not strong or light again, making A Yao worried, afraid that she would leave these days, Wangyue felt that the girl's outgoing desires her anymore. She subconsciously always felt that Wangyue should be the place where she grew up and studied. For some reason, she felt familiar with him when she saw Wangyue.

"Yes, Mr. Wangyue, I'm back." A Yao lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes.

Wangyue pointed to the tea over there: "I'm thirsty, so make me a cup of tea."

As she said, the long table table was filled with black glaze tea cups and tortoiseshell glaze pots. The flower utensils were unique, and there were tea-making utensils next to them. She touched the teapot with her hand, and it was cool. She boiled water in front and behind, poured in the tea powder, poured in hot soup, and whisked bamboo.

The bamboo slapped and raised the green tea soup. The soup flowers condensed like clouds and mist, as if the wind and clouds were surging. The rain was about to come. The soup flowers bit the black-glazed porcelain cup, and the thick fresh green matcha was brought to the moon.

Look at the moon and taste it carefully, and raise your eyes.

A Yao looked at Wangyue nervously, her heart turbulently.
Chapter completed!