652: C652 Interesting

C652 Interesting

"Alright, alright, I'll do as you say." Yang's mother could not convince him, so she could only agree. She even looked at her son with disappointment in her eyes. For the sake of her little girl, she was torturing her old mother like this.0

Then what would happen in the future? He was afraid that he would directly forget about him.

It was rare for Yang's father to see such a scene, and he found it very interesting. He didn't interrupt, and just watched the interaction between the mother and son.

After they finished eating and washing the dishes, Yang Songshu followed Yang's mother wherever she went like a bug. Yang's mother's annoyance made him stir the flour according to the ratio.

She held a cup of black tea and stood by the side, leisurely looking at the free labor. She even urged him a few times, "Hurry up, there is still a direction to stir the flour. Don't stir it randomly."

Yang Songshu listened obediently and used even more strength in his hands. He also did not have the mood to refute his mother. His eyes were filled with the desire to make a cake for Xue'er. The last time he saw her eating so happily, he secretly made up his mind to learn how to make cake.

He wanted to see her happy every day. She was so pretty, she should be smiling every day.

"Mom, is this good?"

Yang's mother heard and went over to take a look with the teacup. She picked up the tool and stirred it. After making sure it was almost done, she nodded.

This was also the first time she discovered that her son was actually so talented. He could learn it at once. If she were to learn to cook in the future, wouldn't that be even faster?

"Pour these into the container, then put them in the oven and roast them."

It would take quite a bit of time to roast them this time. Yang's mother felt a little tired, so she left Yang Songshu in the kitchen and went to rest for a while.

"You can wait slowly. Mom wants to go and rest for a while."

When Yang's mother got up, she found that Yang Songshu had moved a chair and sat beside the oven, waiting for the cake embryo in the oven. He was so focused that he did not even notice Yang's mother making a sound.

He really looked the same as his father.

Yang's mother picked up the gloves, opened the oven, and took out the cake embryo from the oven. Then it was time to take off the mold and make the cream. Yang's mother liked plant cream, so she bought it like this too.

The cake was not bad. It was flat and neat, so it was more convenient to add cream. This step was still to let Yang Songshu do it himself.

"Come, apply the cream evenly on the surface, and then use these decorations later." Yang's mother handed the cream to Yang Songshu and then pointed at the strawberries and yellow peaches next to her.

She sat by herself, like a serious teacher, watching Yang Songshu making the cake clumsily step by step. He carefully used a knife to apply cream on the surface of the cake, inside and outside. He did not let go of every corner.

He cut it neatly and looked very appetizing.

The strawberries and yellow peaches were washed clean. After he cut them, he placed them one by one according to his design. He did not even need Yang's mother to teach him this step.

As for the cream at the corner, he still did not dare to touch it. He was only one step away. Holding the tube filled with cream, he just could not do it.

Yang's mother was still anxious when she saw that. She got up to help. As she helped, she cursed, "You, why are you afraid at this time? Didn't you do very well in front? Look, you have to be more careful and less forceful. "

Under Yang's mother's hands, these cream were like obedient children, all made into beautiful lace. She almost finished making the edges of the cake in one go.

"Great success. Alright, let's put it in the fridge. You can take it to work tomorrow. "

Yang's mother threw the thing in her hand to Yang Songshu, then she waved her hand and left, leaving the rest of the things to him. Who asked him to torture her like this? Then she would clean it up and check the results later.

Yang Songshu carefully wrapped the cake in a box. When he stuffed it into the fridge, he looked at it reluctantly. He could bring it to Xue'er tomorrow. He really hoped it would come soon.

In his dreams at night, he dreamt of Xue Xue'er holding the strawberry cake and looking happy. His efforts could be considered to have gained something.

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