Conscientiously making soy sauce

The car drove back to the orphanage. The weather was really good that day. The sky was as blue as if it had just been washed, and the leaves on the side were gradually turning yellow, waiting for layers of autumn wind to rise and fall slowly. It is carefree.

Considering that the boy was injured and feared that there would be sequelae if he was hit on the head, Zhuang Yuan, who was so worried, took Xiang Yuhan back to his small building again, and was going to take care of him at night, and if there was anything wrong, he could send him to the hospital as soon as possible.The head is a good thing, but it takes a lifetime to get hurt.

"Today I think you should sleep with me." Zhuang Yuan was carrying a big schoolbag in his hand, it was really heavy, elementary school students are working hard now, how can they grow taller with such a heavy schoolbag?But the sigh in his heart is a sigh in his heart, and he will not spoil unconditionally so much that the aunt and the driver will help these children carry their schoolbags.

In the future... I don't know if he will leave in a few years, and no one will protect those children like this in the future. They must learn to be independent and take care of themselves as soon as possible.These children have no relatives and no background, and they will be more tired than ordinary people in society.

"Sit down first, I'll put the schoolbag aside." Zhuang Yuan subconsciously wanted to pat the boy's head with his free hand, but seeing the bandage on the forehead, he silently retracted his hand, "I see you today After leaving in the morning, you probably haven’t eaten anything, are you hungry?”

Xiang Yuhan nodded slightly, according to Zhuang Yuan's estimation, his jaw movement was within one centimeter, thanks to his well-matched glasses, otherwise the boy's nod would definitely have been missed.

"You sit down first, I'll go get something. It's not reliable to eat now, I'll bring some biscuits, cakes and snacks to fill your stomach, and have a good meal in the evening." Zhuang Yuan stopped and asked, "Or you Want to eat? I can also take you out to eat, but you’d better rest if you’re injured today, and takeaways are far away from here. Or should I drive out and buy some for you?”

"No need, just eat some biscuits." Xiang Yuhan frowned slightly, although he wanted his dean to think about him, notice him, and be busy for him, but he didn't want to bother him too much.

"Okay, I'll go to the kitchen to see if there is anything to eat." Zhuang Yuan muttered, "I think there should be some."

Sitting on the big and wide fabric sofa, the whole person nestled in, looking like a harmless mess.He obediently watched the dean busy back and forth.Although there are all kinds of thoughts and scheming and calculations in my heart, but by the dean's side, I always feel that those thoughts will go away for a while, and I feel that he wants to look at the dean's faint smile and see the little corners of his mouth Tilting up, I heard his gentle and clear voice.

At this time, as long as the dean watched him, the inseparable darkness that was originally entangled with the soul seemed to open the window suddenly, and the breeze blew like that, and it disappeared like green smoke.

It's just that when the dean's eyes fell on others, and when the dean's attention was on other aspects, his darkness became deeper and deeper.

Hearing tinkling in the kitchen, he didn't know what the dean was looking for.But thinking that these biscuits were prepared for all the children, Xiang Yuhan's expression darkened, his mouth was tightly pursed, and there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

It didn't take long before he heard the familiar footsteps. It was the footsteps of young people. He could distinguish it from thousands of people. Walking was always not so crisp, with a bit of laziness, and the footsteps were slight Tuo didn't seem to care.

So special and so unique.

And the sound of footsteps also made the vicious expression disappear from Xiang Yuhan's face, and he became an obedient white rabbit in an instant.

"This is a small cake that I made when I have nothing to do. Try it." Zhuo Yuan was holding a gold-rimmed white bone china plate with a few pieces of madeleine cake inside, although he was no longer in the previous world, although he had already No longer a coffee shop owner, but he still wants to remember what he has learned in each world.In the last world, what he learned was the blending of coffee and some western pastries.Madeleine cakes are relatively simple, and he would make a few from time to time to avoid forgetting, while cheesecakes were too troublesome, so he would tinker with them once in a while, and distribute them to Dr. Zhang and the others when they were finished.The cake is really too small, so many children can't share it, it would be bad if some children can't eat it and feel left out.

Therefore, neither Xiang Yuhan nor the other children in the orphanage knew about the delicious pastry made by their director.Xiang Yuhan looked at the silly, thick, shell-like cake with some surprise.

Not only the cake, Zhuang Yuan also made a cup of milk tea by the way, "Although you are still young, don't drink too much of this milk tea. But I made it with black tea and fresh milk. It doesn't matter if you try it a little bit. Oh, how much sugar do you want?"

The bone china jars painted with bluebells are filled with regular pieces of sugar cubes as white as snow.

"Two yuan." Xiang Yuhan said this out of nowhere.

"Oh, you like sweet too." Zhuang Yuan didn't care, but put two cubes of sugar into the milk tea and handed it to the boy, "Eat some, you're tired today too. Rest early later. And , two cubes of sugar are fine, but you can’t eat too much sugar, or you’ll suffer if your teeth get decayed.”

Not knowing what happened, Xiang Yuhan reached out to pick up a piece of cake, took a small bite, and drank the sweet milk tea with two cubes of sugar.

The cake melted in his mouth, and the taste buds felt the collision of the mellow milk tea and the buttery cake. Suddenly, a window opened somewhere and let in the long wind, and the boy burst into tears...

"Um, what's the matter with you?" Zhuang Yuan hurriedly took a napkin to wipe the boy's tears. Could it be that there was some murder weapon stuffed into his cake?Look at people and children crying.It was still not delicious, so he took a bite himself, and it was okay, obviously the taste was exactly the same as the one in his previous life.

Is it milk tea?But he has also tried milk tea, which is also familiar with the same taste.

"No, it's so delicious." Xiang Yuhan raised his head and looked at the dean in front of him, without blinking his eyes. "It's just that I've never eaten it, it's just so delicious."

... so delicious that weep?Some exaggeration.

But Zhuang Yuan did not doubt that there was him, and at the same time he was worried about the boy's situation, "I will take you back to your room later, if you are not feeling well, I will help you ask for leave tomorrow."

"No need, dean." The boy looked at him deeply, "I'm fine."

He's okay, he's really okay.

That bite of cake suddenly turned the darkness in his mind upside down, and all the thoughts covered the sky with more and more precipitation. At the moment when the cake melted, he already had a deeper understanding, the dean in front of him... the dean in front of him... ...you have to be nice to him, you have to give him all your affection.

Although he doesn't know the reason, although he can be sure that he has never met the dean before, but...but he wants, he is sure he wants, he wants everything the dean has.So urgent, so sad, so heartbroken, as if there is such a person who you keep in your heart and think on the tip of your tongue, who is more important than yourself, just leave without paying attention, saying nothing, saying nothing If he stayed and left, he was left to regret and regret for a lifetime in the vast world.

Now that he has found it, the man must give him everything.

In any case, by all means, it must be like this.

Seeing that Xiang Yuhan finally calmed down and stopped crying, Zhuang Yuan found a place to put his hands and feet, so he said that he has nothing to do with crying for others, especially for children who are usually very obedient and sensible.He reconfirmed, "Well, you really like this cake, if you don't like it, just tell me, I'll find another biscuit or something."

"I really like it, I really like it very much." Xiang Yuhan nodded emphatically.

"Then, why don't you take the cake back?" Zhuang Yuan was still a little hesitant. "I made this yesterday. If you want to eat it, you must finish it today. The taste will be bad tomorrow. How about I make it for you again at night, if you like it if."

"Really?" Xiang Yuhan's eyes lit up, shining like stars.

"The dean is really amazing." The boy's brows and eyes became crescents when he smiled. "I didn't know the dean could make cakes. It's really delicious, even better than the ones the dean bought outside."

Seeing the boy regained his vigor, Zhuang Yuan was relieved.

After dinner, Zhuang Yuan went into the kitchen and began to prepare the raw materials. Weighed flour, butter, eggs, baking powder, sugar, salt, etc. and put them aside. Xiang Yuhan leaned against the kitchen door, looking deeply at his The dean rolled up his sleeves and was busy.

The lights in the kitchen are warm and yellow, with the aroma of baked pastries. The stove and chopsticks are all clean. The floor is marble-patterned tiles, and the walls are also pasted with white tiles or blue dotted tiles.

His dean changed into light blue home clothes and rolled up his sleeves to reveal his fair arms.The whole person also looks a lot more relaxed, and seems to be able to get closer.

In a trance, he always felt that he should have seen such a scene before, but he was also sure that he had never met his dean before entering the orphanage.

What exactly happened?Could it be that he had met his dean in his previous life?He never believed in fate before, and he would do anything to get what he wanted.But if it is the dean, he is willing to believe it.

Zhuang Yuan was cracking eggs and making flour, and when he saw the boy beside him, he would smile slightly from time to time.Xiang Yuhan felt a sense of peace in his heart, as if some pictures, some pictures that he had been looking forward to pursuing so much, finally appeared clearly in front of him again.

So good, so good.

When the steaming cake came out of the oven, he obediently went back to the sofa and waited, still enjoying the milk tea with two sugar cubes.Zhuang Yuan was a little worried and told him not to forget to brush his teeth, the smell was still so familiar that he was about to cry.

"Well, it's about the same if you eat these, otherwise it won't be easy to digest at night." Zhuang Yuan cleared the table, "You got hurt today, don't take a bath, just wipe yourself off, I'll buy a hat for you to take a bath with tomorrow, so as not to wet the wound .”

The boy nodded obediently.

At night, Zhuang Yuan asked Xiang Yuhan to go to bed first, but he was very vigilant, and woke up several times at night, fearing that the boy would have some sequelae.Fortunately, after waking up several times and watching from a distance, Xiang Yuhan slept soundly and soundly.

Anyway, because of the bullying of his own child, Zhuang Yuan quickly found a good taekwondo teacher. There were a few girls who didn't like this kind of rough exercise, and Zhuang Yuan didn't force them.Anyway, as long as the other boys study hard, the orphanage is a family, and brothers must protect their sisters.Boys are a bit passionate, and they are very interested in fighting, which is full of passion, sweat and violent contact. Every evening, you can hear the chatter in the classroom. No matter how you look at it, everyone is possessed by Bruce Lee.

But here, Xiang Yuhan's performance was average, not outstanding.

Ever since there was such a commotion at school, Xiang Yuhan's popularity has improved, especially that little fat man, who patted his chest and insisted on treating Xiang Yuhan as a brother.The boy accepted it politely.Although the scar on Xiang Yuhan's face is very destructive to the beauty, but he has a good attitude and is so sincere, he has become a good student in the teacher's mind, and has won many awards. He is completely a child of someone else's family.

And every time he received praise for Xiang Yuhan from the teacher and the principal, Zhuang Yuan felt a sense of accomplishment, and it felt really good to raise a baby.