C9 He Cooked Hawthorn Cake

"Really?" As soon as he mentioned food, Lu Yang immediately became energetic and stared at Chu Zhaoyang with bright eyes.

"Really, sweet and sour, opening your mouth to strengthen your spleen. Hurry up and sleep. When you wake up tomorrow, you will have food to eat. " Chu Zhaoyang guaranteed confidently.

"Okay. " Lu Yang was enticed by the delicious food and quickly forgot about the nightmare. He laid down and went to sleep.

Lu Lin saw that Chu Zhaoyang actually persuaded Lu Yang with a few words. He also looked at her in a new light. One should know that he was his son. That temper of his was really twisted.

Chu Zhaoyang tucked Lu Yang under the blanket again. Then, she bowed to Lu Lin and left the room.

Since she had promised Lu Yang, there was no reason for her to go back on her word. Taking advantage of the dense moonlight, she turned around and went outside the backyard to climb a hawthorn tree.

That's right, what she wanted to make was hawthorn cake. It was sweet and sour, refreshing and appetizing.

She lifted the cloth bag and hung it on the tree. Then, she used the moonlight to pick up the hawthorn that was ripe. After a while, she found a full bag.

Chu Zhaoyang tied a knot on the cloth bag and threw it on the ground. Then, she slowly got down from the tree.

Although this number was not very high, But when she looked down, she still felt that her legs were a little weak. Chu Zhaoyang carefully clung onto the tree trunk and moved down step by step.

At this moment, a sharp cry suddenly came from a tree beside her. Chu Zhaoyang was startled and opened her eyes to look. She saw a pair of dark green eyes staring at her from the tree.

"Ahhhh!" Chu Zhaoyang was shocked and her hand loosened and she actually fell down.

She was going to die. If she fell down this time, even if she did not die, she would be half crippled. At the moment when Chu Zhaoyang lost her weight, she thought of this in her heart.

She hadn't even returned to the capital to seek revenge on that pair of scumbags and b * tches. To die just like that was really not worth it!

However, the expected pain didn't hit her. Instead, she felt that the speed at which she was falling had slowed down.

Chu Zhaoyang opened her eyes in shock. Under the faint moonlight, she was caught off guard and met Lu Lin's deep gaze.

This person was really handsome. His eyebrows were like a flower, his expression distant, and his bearing was noble. He was indeed worthy of being the ideal husband of a young girl in the capital.

"It's fine, it's just an owl. " Lu Lin said slowly.

Chu Zhaoyang came back to her senses and quickly stood up from Lu Lin's arms.

"Thank you, thank you, Young Master Lu. " Chu Zhaoyang still had some lingering fear and patted her chest to take a breather.

Lu Lin's expression was calm. "It was a small matter. I came out to take a breather. Second miss is still not sleeping at this late hour?"

Chu Zhaoyang walked over and picked up the cloth bag that was thrown on the ground, and said, "I came out to pick hawthorn. Didn't Little Young Master want to eat some snacks? I wanted to prepare it for the night and cool it down. It will take shape tomorrow. "

Lu Lin did not expect her to be so interested in Lu Yang. However, ever since Chu Zhaoyang appeared in front of him, she did not pay much attention to him. She did not even pay much attention to him.

It did not seem like she had ulterior motives.

"I will have to trouble second miss. " Lu Lin restrained the doubt in his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I wonder what second miss wants to do?"

"Making hawthorn cakes. It can be dried and made into hawthorn sticks. Seal it in a jar and let him bring it back to eat. " Chu Zhaoyang mentioned making hawthorn cakes and thought of the time when she painstakingly made food for imperial younger brother. A trace of a smile appeared in her eyes. "Actually, it's not a problem for a child to eat snacks. As long as the ingredients are appropriate, such as the juice that can be mixed with ordinary flour and crushed by fruits and vegetables, Chu Zhaoyang said with a smile. Use honey or cow milk to replace sugar and sugar, and steam more. It would be fine as long as it was less fried. In short, Eating is supposed to be a process of enjoyment, not simply to fill one's stomach "

Lu Lin claimed to be a qualified father. He had very strict physical requirements for Lu Yang's homework.

But he did not expect that this teenage girl would actually teach him a lesson.

Indeed, in terms of food, although there were many cooks in the manor, he had always only considered that it would be beneficial to Lu Yang's body. He rarely paid attention to his taste and preferences.

Lu Lin's emotions were complicated. Under the guilt, he unexpectedly said: "Then what should we do with this hawthorn cake? Why don't second miss teach me? I can also make it for him when I return to the mansion. "

Chu Zhaoyang did not have the slightest bit of shyness as she replied, "Sure. "

The two of them returned to the kitchen one after the other. Chu Zhaoyang called the cloth bag over and picked up the hawthorn to wash it clean. Then, she removed the rhizome and core and used a knife to cut the hawthorn into pieces.

"This hawthorn will be ground into pieces with stone and then turned into sauce. This way, it will be much easier to boil it. " Chu Zhaoyang said in a timely manner.

Picking up the pot and boiling the fire, Chu Zhaoyang poured the sliced hawthorn into the pot and began to boil it.

"Add some honey and some sugar too. You have to boil it while stirring it. You have to light the fire or it will burn. " Chu Zhaoyang said again.

Lu Lin did not say much. He only made a sound of agreement and quietly watched Chu Zhaoyang's actions.

After cooking for a while, Chu Zhaoyang said, "After cooking until this state, when it is very sticky and very sticky, it will be fine. "

She dried the basin that had just been washed clean, then used a spoon to scoop out the sticky hawthorn paste and laid it flat.

"When it's cooled down until tomorrow, it will coagulate and then cut into small pieces to be eaten. If you can't finish it, cut it into small strips and use a container to dry the water. It's hawthorn strips. " Chu Zhaoyang covered up the plate and made a Ha sound.

"It has been hard on second miss. " Lu Lin thanked her in a deep voice and wanted to take out his bag.

Chu Zhaoyang hurriedly grabbed his wrist and urgently said, "Enough, enough. Young Master Lu, this is what I made for Little Young Master. Don't reward him. I just see that the child is pitiful and sincerely pity him. "

Lu Lin's movements froze on the spot and his expression was somewhat awkward.

"Alright, I'm going back to sleep. " Chu Zhaoyang saw that he did not insist on paying the money, so she slowly let go of his hand and said, Sorry.

Lu Lin nodded and also walked out of the kitchen. After Chu Zhaoyang turned off the fire, she blew on the light again and then walked to the backyard.

As soon as she returned to her room, she heard an indescribable sound coming from the room next door.

Chu Zhaoyang's face instantly stiffened and even her breathing involuntarily slowed down.

What was Chu Mingyue doing? When did she bring a man back? This little girl really knows how to torture herself.

Chu Zhaoyang's vigilance was very high. She quickly locked the door and put a long stool by the door.

Lying back on the bed, she felt that the sound over there was even clearer.

Chu Zhaoyang closed her eyes and her mind could not help but recall the night before she died.

At that time, Xiang Yulan was the one who drugged her. Although her mind was muddled, her feeling was still. . .

The intimacy of the intertwining breath was like a silent spring rain. That person.

That person had actually turned into Lu Lin's face!

Chu Zhaoyang was startled and her eyes suddenly widened. What exactly was she thinking!?

At this moment, a gloomy voice came from the room next door, "Chu Mingyue, you are already my man! If you think of any more tricks! You will see!"

It was Ho Fann's voice!