Chapter 112 (2/2)

If you want to overturn the case, it's an ant trying to shake the tree. It's ridiculous not to think about it.

”Master Wangyue... What's the matter with you?” A Yao's voice hesitated.

Looking at the moon and drooping her eyes, ah Yao was reflected in her pupils. She had a food list in her hand. When she saw her appearance, she frowned and asked carefully.

A Yao made a list and compared it again and again. She felt that her food list was perfect. She showed it to the bird's nest and the bird's nest recognized it. After waiting in the kitchen for a while, she didn't see the moon watching back. She told the bird's nest to go to the garden to see if she could meet the moon watching.

People have found it, but the momentum of looking at the moon is wrong.

Like an enraged Beast, he was furious, clenched his hands into fists, bit his lower lip and struggled.

Coming from the front, she felt that Wangyue saw herself. Ah Yao swallowed her saliva, hardened her hair and said hello to Wangyue carefully. She was afraid that her tone was wrong and touched Wangyue's sad thing. Her heart string called ”emotion” was tight and could not stand provocation.

The moon looked expressionless.

Ah Yao shrunk her neck. Mom, master Wangyue is so terrible.

Her head will be tired after a long time. She quietly looked away from the moon watching face and found that the moon watching palm was abnormally Red: ”master moon watching, your hand was hurt!”

A person who attaches great importance to her career as a cook hurt his hands without realizing it. It can be seen how serious the matter hidden in her heart has affected her.

Ah Yao pursed her mouth, took out her handkerchief from her sleeve pocket and gently put it in the palm of the moon watching hand. She didn't know how to comfort. Without saying the moon watching, she didn't dare to guess randomly on this joint eye. If only the bird's nest appeared at this time.

Wangyue could hear a Yao's voice, but it was like hearing vaguely when she was suffering from typhoid fever.

The light handkerchief calmed her down slowly.

A Yao is struggling whether to sneak back to report a letter to the bird's nest or whether she leads Wangyue back to calm down. Before she thinks about it, she is hugged by Wangyue.

A Yao opened her mouth to say something comforting, but she couldn't say it. In her last life, she was stupid and couldn't get along with her relatives and friends. She wanted to comfort people. Finally, she was scolded, and the other party was even more angry.

The technical work of comforting the moon is still left to the bird's nest. Ah Yao stroked the moon along her back.

”Yao Zhu.”

”Huh?”

”I want almond cheese.”

”OK, I can also make almond tofu. Master Wangyue, would you like some?”

”Make almond cheese first.”

There are ready-made peeled South almonds in the kitchen. The South almonds are ground into slurry with well water. Add rock sugar and glutinous rice powder, boil with water, mix well until there is no caking, pour them into almond slurry, stir, cook until thick, scoop them into a small ice flower bowl, stand until the surface is slightly solidified, and add a spoonful of honey beans.

The South almond itself has a little sweet taste. Ah Yao doesn't add a lot of rock sugar. Finally, add a spoonful of honey beans. It tastes warm, rich and not particularly sweet.

Looking at the moon was in a lot of mood. ”Yao Zhu, if someone suddenly told you about the memories of those years, how do you feel?”

A Yao said without hesitation, ”if something goes wrong, there must be a demon.”

The red beans soaked in honey are sweet and soft without residue. Looking at the moon, he smiled and narrowed his eyes: ”that's the reason.”