[Comprehensive British and American] Those years when I opened a dessert shop on Baker Street

"I brought you a gift back."

The Addamses surrounded her as Winsty unpacked her pink suitcase and handed out the gifts she had brought to the family.

"It's cosmetics for mom."

Morticia took the lipstick and eye shadow that Wensty handed over. She liked every color Wensty picked, and took out a purplish red of a caramel grape and applied it to her two lips with sharp lines.

"Oh! My beauty!" Seeing his wife putting on new lipstick, Gomez was overwhelmed by her beauty, and couldn't help but put one hand around her waist, and the two began to kiss.

The Adams family has long been used to their newly married state for two to ten years, but Sherlock is a guest, and Wensty told him: "You have to get used to the love of my parents."

As she spoke, she put a tie on Gomez's shoulders.

Sherlock nodded, he'd get used to it.

"Here, Pugsley, here is your dragon figure."

"Grandma, this gift is for you, this one is for Luke, you two got it wrong."

"I haven't forgotten you, bastard, look what I brought back for you."

Thing jumped off the piano, skirted Sherlock's feet, grabbed the movie selection that Winsty brought it, and happily circled the house.

Sherlock's eyes were fixed on Toy's body, the impact just now hadn't been dissipated.

"By the way," Winsty took out a small box from the suitcase, which was the durian-flavored perfume she brought to First, "Where's Uncle?"

Her words brought back Gomez, who was intoxicated by Morticia's kiss, and Gomez's happy expression disappeared, and he said angrily, "Don't mention him!"

"What's going on here?"

Wensty didn't know why her father was so angry and didn't allow her to mention her uncle's name. The relationship between the two brothers was obviously very good.

The grandmother quietly pulled Wensty aside and whispered in Wensty's ear, "Because First wants to get married during the day."

Grandma thought she was whispering to Wensty, but her voice was so loud that it could be heard throughout the room, and Wensty's eardrums vibrated.

Winsty: "Grandma, your voice can actually be quieter..."

Grandma said in a louder voice than before: "Isn't my voice soft enough?"

The old lady felt that her voice was already very small.

Winsty understood why Gomez was angry with Foster. It was an ancient tradition in the Adams family to get married at night, and her father was a person who followed the traditions of the ancestors the most. Hearing that Foster wanted to get married during the day, of course he would not happy.

"I don't think it's my uncle's opinion to marry during the day."

Morticia: "You are right, my little beauty, it is Debbie's opinion."

She knew it.

First will not be such a person who deviates from the rules of his ancestors!

"Don't be angry yet," Winsty reassured Gomez, "I'll go and persuade Uncle, where is he now?"

"He lives with Debbie in a hotel in town."

Gomez's moustache turned up in anger. On the day when he had a big fight with First because of their wedding, he played with the little train in the toy room for a day, and the little train would overturn every time. end.

"What's that?" Gomez saw the guest brought by Winsty open his suitcase and found something he was very interested in, the anger in his eyes turned into surprise.

Winsty followed Gomez's gaze, and Sherlock took out a nanmu pipe from the suitcase - she had originally planned to buy it for Gomez, but when she arrived at the specialty store, she was told The pipes in their store are hand-made and custom-made, and if you want to buy them, you have to wait at least seven days.

How could Sherlock have it?

Sherlock put the velvet box containing the pipe into Gomez's hands: "This is a gift from me."

Following that, Wensty saw Sherlock take out more presents from the suitcase, no wonder she felt that his suitcase was bigger than before, it turned out that it was a meeting gift.

Wensty leaned closer to Sherlock's side: "Why did you come here with a gift?"

"Basic courtesy and my heart."

Mycroft was surprised that Sherlock actually wanted to bring a greeting gift to Wensty's family: "My brother, you are finally willing to pick up your knowledge of etiquette. I thought you had thrown it in the trash can, but you once I said that etiquette is the most cumbersome thing in the world."

There has always been a rumor in the international political arena: Mycroft Holmes is the politician who has the most etiquette of the British aristocrats. He never makes mistakes in dealing with people. Even the ceremonial officer who is in charge of the Queen's visits and receptions has to consult him on some aspects. .

This is all due to the very strict and precise etiquette training that Holmes and his wife had given him since he was a child. The couple hoped that their son would have the character of a gentleman.

Mycroft had received etiquette training, but Sherlock hadn't. Although he thought it was a waste of time to take such courses, the knowledge was still stored in his memory palace.

Moreover, bringing a meeting gift to the Adams family is not all the basic etiquette requirements, and the etiquette requirements cannot control Sherlock, it is more... heartfelt.

When Wensty inadvertently mentioned the word "heart", Sherlock felt that he should also bring some "heart" to her family. He didn't know how to prepare a meeting ceremony, but he did.

No, Sherlock's expectant look appeared.

He placed each gift accurately in the hands of the Adams family. Among the gifts was a box of hand cream, which Mycroft forced in.

Mycroft, who has a lot of experience in choosing gifts and giving gifts, said: "Hand cream is a universal gift."

Sherlock didn't think much of it at first, but Mycroft's unintentional move did him a big favor.

He had never thought that there was a hand in Wensty's family as a pet before, and he hadn't prepared any gifts related to the hand at all.

But the moment the thing saw Sherlock take out the hand cream, he stuck it up, and his whole body stuck to the hand cream gift box.

Winsty translated for Gadget: "It asked you if this gift was for him?"

"That's it."

Anyway, Mycroft was there for him when he needed it, and now it was just a "need for a rainy day".

The thing bounced with joy, and it climbed up to his body along with Sherlock's sleeves, kneading Sherlock's face constantly, and Sherlock's face was like a ball of easy-to-knead dough on the thing.

Sherlock managed to catch the enthusiastic thing, and Wensty let out a "puchi" laugh.

"It's showing affection for you."

The thing bends the palm, and that's what it means.

"Thank you, but you don't have to."

He can't bear the "favorite" of the stuff.

Morticia came over: "Have you two had dinner yet?"

"Ate."

"not yet."

Sherlock looked at Winsty: why are you lying?

Wensty looked at Sherlock: I'm saving your life.

Sherlock and Winsty looked at each other.

"Have you had dinner or not?"

Wensti looked at Morticia and said sincerely, "We've eaten."

Sherlock's eyes narrowed.

The grandmother clapped her hands happily: "It doesn't matter if you eat it, we can have supper, and my little grandson will come and help me move the cake out."

"Okay," Pugsley followed his grandmother into the kitchen, and did not forget to tell Winsty, "Grandma specially prepared a cake for you."

There was a frozen smile on Wensty's face, and when she walked to the restaurant, she carried the heroism of a strong man breaking his wrists.

The Adams family sat down in the dining room, and Sherlock sat next to Wensty, who whispered in his ear, "No matter how bad it tastes to you, try two more bites."

Warm breath spread around Sherlock's ears.

Sherlock responded unnaturally: "Yes."

Butler Luke didn't need to eat. At least Wensty hadn't seen him open his mouth since he was in the Adams Manor for so long. Every time he ate, he played music for the Adams family.

When Tchaikovsky's "Swan Lake" played, Pugsli came up with a cake from his grandmother. Seeing the appearance of the cake, Winsty was breathless.

Such a cake is almost like a layer of mud on the cake embryo.

The cake was placed in the middle of the dining table. Morticia stood up and waved his hand gracefully to the music: "It's supper time now."

The sun had just set, and it was not yet dark outside.

After Morticia finished speaking, the Adams family applauded rhythmically, and then put their hands together to pray.

"Thanks satan for giving us food."

Sherlock: "..."

It turns out that what Wensty said when she said that her family doesn't believe in God is that her family believes in Satan.

Grandma started cutting the cake. Not only did the cake look like a lump of mud, but more importantly, every time the cake was cut, a liquid similar to mud burst out, even splashing on Gomez's face.

Gomez didn't mind: "Mom, I think I'd be more excited if it was blood."

He was just about to wipe off the liquid on his face with a handkerchief, but was stopped by Morticia: "My prodigal son, you look so powerful. I like your current appearance. I hope you can keep it for me until late at night."

"Oh, I can't wait until late at night, my beauty."

The eyes of Gomez and Motisia touched calcium carbide, and they both stood up, and said to the others: "You eat first, we excuse you."

The two then exited the restaurant.

That's how the parents avoided a food disaster, and Winsty could actually follow suit.

She looked at Sherlock, but she still couldn't say such nasty words, so she decided to bear it and eat the cake prepared by her grandmother.

A large piece of cake was placed in front of Wensty, and Wensty smelled it closely, and there was a rotten smell.

Ok……

Wensty asked her grandmother, "What ingredients did you use?"

"Milk, flour, eggs, and grasshoppers."

Sherlock answered for grandmother, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

Grandmother exclaimed excitedly: "Bingo!"

"This is grandma's new recipe." Pugsley ate happily, and the corners of his mouth were stained with green cream.

Winsty: "..."

Suddenly, Wensty fell on Sherlock's body, exchanged a glance with him, and closed his eyes.

Sherlock understood.

"What's up with her?"

"Her body is not feeling well, and she has been very sick when she smells insects recently, and often faints."

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Sherlock's attitude towards Mycroft is divided into two types: something to do with Brother and nothing to do with Mycroft.

Mycroft raised his eyebrows when Sherlock called him "brother." "Say it straight," said Mycroft.

Sherlock read over his meeting list: "I need these things."

Mycroft: "What do you want these things for?"

"secret."

"It's about your roommate, Miss Adams."

Sherlock didn't deny it: "She invited me to her house, this is a meeting ceremony I prepared."

"She invited you to her house? That's interesting."

Mycroft's secretary came in and told him the meeting started in ten minutes.

"What's more interesting is that you actually prepared a meeting ceremony. My brother, you are finally willing to pick up your etiquette knowledge. I thought you had thrown it in the trash can a long time ago. You once said that etiquette is the most cumbersome thing in the world." stuff, and now you have a meet and greet for your roommate and her family."

"Send everything to 221B Baker Street, thank you."

Sherlock didn't care about Mycroft's reply, anyway, he said no, and he would agree in the end.

Mycroft made a list of the things Sherlock mentioned just now, and also added an all-purpose hand cream set, and handed it to his subordinates: "Get everything ready and send it to 10 Baker Street within four to 221 minutes. Signed by Sherlock Holmes."

"Okay, sir," the subordinate took the list and glanced at the items on it, "Sir, this pipe needs to be ordered a week in advance before we can get it."

"is it?"

"Yes, the pipe we are going to present to the Prince was custom-made here."

"Then get out the prince's pipe first."

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