Lin Yuan hurriedly looked over.

The originally fist-sized bean paste, like a cloud of snow-clad bean paste, was quickly collapsed, but now it is like it has shrunk and is beginning to become flat.

She was stunned for a moment.

How come I forgot this!!

"Eat while it's hot, it will collapse in a while!" She immediately picked up one into Xixi's bowl, "Be careful when eating, don't be scalded by bean paste."

"Um!"

Lin Yuan also picked up one.

Although it looks very large, it is very light after being pinched and bite gently. The taste is a bit like bread, but it is softer than bread, and the bean paste inside is soft and sweet.

Although it is fried, it does not taste greasy at all.

It was supposed to be used lard.

Whether it is the oil when frying or the oil when making bean paste.

But her family's situation is special.

After using soybean oil instead, the effect is not as good as lard and the fragrance is a bit worse.

And it's just too sweet.

I wonder if Aunt Qian added a lot of sugar when she was filling with the bean paste.

Lin Yuan looked down and saw that the other half still on the chopsticks was indeed like snow except bean paste.

She was satisfied with this attempt.

After Xixi finished eating what Lin Yuan picked up for her, she picked up another one by herself, but after two, she stopped.

"Horried?"

Xixi shook her head and counted the snow-clothed bean paste in the plate with her little finger, "Brother, handsome daddy, they."

Puff ~

Lin Yuan couldn't help laughing.

If Mu Chen knew that he was classified as "them", he would not know what he would think.

When he was injured before, Xixi didn't have a good attitude towards him.

At that time, Lin Yuan thought Xixi had reached the rebellious period and had been worried for a while.

Unexpectedly, I learned from Luo Luo that when Mu Chen invited her to patrol the mountain together, Xixi suggested that she also go, but Mu Chen refused on the spot on the grounds of danger.

Xixi took this with him because of this.

"Share happiness!"

Lin Yuan was very pleased to hear Xixi say this, "That's right, share happiness!"

Looking at the increasingly collapsed snow-clothed bean paste, she felt a little upset.

This time I miscalculated it!

If you wait until the dinner is over, it will probably all turn into pancakes.

"We will take it now and share the happiness with everyone."

"good!"

When the two of them walked into the front hall with plates, Lin Yuan found that the atmosphere inside was as full of anxiety as when they came before.

Lin Yuan glanced at them in confusion.

What are these people talking about?

Why are you so frowning and depressed?

It was Su Yunsheng who discovered them first.

"Why are you here? Is the dinner ready?"

Lin Yuan: "I'm still preparing, afraid that everyone will be hungry, so Xixi and I made a dessert with me. Please try it together."

After handing the snow-colored bean paste to He Lei and put it on the table, Lin Yu'an turned around and greeted Su Xin, "Hello Uncle Su!"

"Ah, OK."

Su Xin's answer was a little absent-minded.

Lin Yuan discovered that he glanced at Lin Ruochen, and then he remained silent.

Mu Chen was already picking up the chopsticks and was about to pick up one, but Yang Xu stopped him.

Yang Xu whispered, "Uncle Su hasn't raised his chopsticks yet."

Mu Chen took back the chopsticks helplessly and looked at Su Xin expectantly, hoping that he would eat soon.

But Su Xin just didn't move.

"Cough, ahem, An An, what is the name of this dessert made by Xixi himself? This style is quite special."

When talking about the six words "Xi Xi made it by himself", Mu Chen deliberately aggravated the pronunciation.

He hopes that Su Xin will taste it quickly after hearing it.

Xixi rushed to answer, "Baoba tail!"

"ha?"

Mu Chen was a little stunned. He stood up, looked closer, and said dotingly: "I've talked nonsense again."

Xixi glared at him, "You're talking nonsense!"

Uh... It seems that Xixi's anger has not yet subsided.

Lin Yuan quickly explained: "This dessert is called fried sheep's tail, because when it was just fried, it looked very similar, also called snow cotton or snow-yi bean paste."

"Oh, so that's it!"

But they were discussing here, and Su Xin still had no reaction at all.

Mu Chen wanted to call someone directly.

Su Yunsheng curled up his lips and smiled, "Dad, please raise the chopsticks."

"ah……"

Su Xin woke up, "Sorry, I'm so fascinated by everything. Don't be too polite, eat quickly!"

The tone seemed to be the master.

Fortunately, Lin Ruochen didn't care.

Xixi quickly grabbed Mu Chen in front of him, picked up a snow-clad bean paste into the bowl, and then brought it to Su Xin.

"I made it myself!"

Su Xin: "Ha, my baby is amazing!"

When he took the bowl, he immediately noticed Su Yunsheng's teasing gaze and glared back.

This son is getting more and more worried!

He actually dares to laugh at his father!

This reminded Su Xin again of what happened the day before yesterday, and he was in a bad mood.

That day they received an invitation to come and talk about soap with Lin Ruochen and his sister. Unexpectedly, after the talk, he saw the purse hanging around Lin Ruochen's waist.

Perhaps because his gaze was too strong, Lin Ruochen soon noticed.

"What's wrong with Uncle Su?"

Su Xin: "Where did your purse come from?" He didn't ask one more thing, just how did he make it for his stinky son like his baby? That one is exactly the same?!

Oh, no, the shape of the bamboo is different.

But no matter whether it is the fabric of the purse, the embroidery thread used, or the techniques, anyone with discerning eyes can see that this is from the same person.

He didn't even have the purse embroidered by his baby, but now it actually appears on a foreign man?!

What's going on?

As he thought about it, Su Xin's eyes changed.

Because Lin Ruochen looked down at the purse, he missed this scene.

"This is done by An An himself."

"An An?"

Lin Ruochen said with a smile: "One day Anan found that my purse was old, so he took the initiative to ask me to embroider one. I didn't think she was too hard, but she insisted on embroidery. Isn't it very good?"

His tone was filled with pride and pride.

Su Xin: "??"
To be continued...