Balala Little Demon Fairy: I Became Yan Lili’s Follower

In the kitchen, a group of big-faced people gathered around, watching their mother making cakes.

Everyone looked very embarrassed, with flour all over their faces and bodies.

Needless to say, my mother made a cake and looked like the devils had entered the village. Except for the fact that her face and body were all white flour, her hair was messy, and she looked like she had been tortured.

"Water, flour, butter, sugar... Oops, did I add sugar? Do you want to add some salt?"

Xiao Lan glanced at her helplessly and shrugged.

Mom continued to ask: "Then what should be added next?"

Listening to her mother asking questions one after another, Xiaolan was completely confused.

Her mother poked her arm with her elbow and scolded: "Don't you often make cakes?"

Ling Meiqi on the side tilted her head, lowered her voice and said to Ling Meixue and Yan Xiaoxiao: "Actually, it was created by magic!"

"Shh! Don't talk!"

Xiaolan nodded sheepishly and explained: "Sorry, madam, my memory is not good, I don't remember much!"

She took out a bottle of soy sauce, handed it to her mother, and taught: "If there is no salt, put soy sauce!"

"soy sauce?"

Mom took the soy sauce. Although she was doubtful, she didn't think much about it, "Let's put some in and try it!"

Seeing their mother's rough technique, the three sisters Ling Meiqi couldn't help but spit.

They came to the side and Yan Xiaoxiao discussed in a low voice: "What do you think this cake will look like when it is made?"

Ling Meixue shook her head: "It's really hard to imagine what a cake with soy sauce would look like."

Ling Meiqi thought about it seriously and replied: "Why do I feel more and more uncomfortable the more I think about it? It will feel like shit in the end, and my mother will have to force all three of us to eat it. That's uncomfortable!"

"Forget it, stop talking!"

Yan Xiaoxiao took the two of them and continued to watch her mother making cakes.

"By the way, there are eggs! That's right!"

Under the stunned gazes of several people, my mother boldly beat a few more eggs into the basin.

The egg shells fell into the basin together with the egg liquid.

Commonly known as "eggshells and egg liquid both return home."

"Oops!"

Mom pushed Xiao Lan aside and urged: "Hurry up, pick out that egg shell!"

Xiao Lan nodded, reached into the basin, and fished out the egg shells.

Ling Meiqi on the side couldn't stand it anymore and complained in a low voice: "Isn't this a cake? Is it an eggshell cake?"

"Can this still be eaten?"

"To say it looks like S seems a bit exaggerated..."

There are many mourners here, but my mother is addicted to it and becomes more and more energetic.

After adding the ingredients, she picked up the mixing tool and said confidently: "I'm going to stir them up. The lady said, stir them hard!"

In front of everyone's horrified eyes, my mother started stirring almost frantically.

Although the four people watching on the sidelines were already prepared, they all held a bowl in their hands to cover their faces to avoid innocent attacks.

However, the force of mother's stirring was too brutal, and all the white, sticky white flour water splashed on the faces and bodies of the four of them.

After mixing, my mother turned her head inadvertently and saw the four unlucky guys with their faces covered in flour and water.

"Ah? What's wrong with you guys?"

The four people wiped the mucus on their bodies in disgust and did not answer.

After the mixing is completed, the next step is to bake the cake.

Although this cake may not be a real cake, before it comes out of the oven, let’s use the word ‘cake’ to describe it.

Mom carefully put the plate into the oven and closed the oven door.

"Xiao Lan, how do you use this oven?"

"Um...."

Xiaolan had already taken off the glasses on the bridge of her nose. While wiping the flour on her face, she replied: "Just press the top one!"

Upon hearing this, my mother turned the top button all the way to the maximum.

Ling Meiqi was dumbfounded by what her mother did.

Xiao Lan put on her glasses at this time and added: "If the top one doesn't work, press the bottom one!"

Hearing this, my mother turned the button below to the end again, and didn't stop until she couldn't turn it anymore.

Ling Meiqi poked Xiaolan's waist with her elbow and said with some fear: "Sister Xiaolan, I think we should escape from this dangerous place quickly!"

After listening to this, Xiao Lan continued to give random instructions: "How about pressing the two buttons together!"

Seeing her mother like this, Ling Meixue also became scared: "Yes, yes, hurry up!"

"If you don't leave, it will be too late!"

After saying that, Yan Xiaoxiao took Ling Meixue and others and hurriedly fled the kitchen scene.

Not long after the four of them walked out, they heard a loud "boom" coming from the kitchen.

The four people covered their ears and tentatively lay at the door of the kitchen to check what was going on inside the kitchen.

At this time, the mother with long straight black hair had turned into an afro, and her face was covered with black stains, looking funny and funny.

The four people rushed in. Ling Meiqi pointed to her mother's afro: "Mom, your hair..."

"Ah, my cake!"

Only then did my mother react. She remembered her cake, turned around, and took out the baked black cake embryo, regardless of the danger of getting hot.

"Be careful!"

"So hot!"

Feeling hot, my mother threw the cake on the stove.

Ling Meixue looked at the black cake and her eyes lit up: "Wow, could this be the legendary Black Forest Cake?"

Ling Meiqi pouted: "It looks like a black charcoal cake!"

Yan Xiaoxiao glanced at the cake and then turned his attention to Ling Meixue: "Mixue, it is what it is, I will give you my share, you're welcome!"

Xiaolan: "If you ask me, this cake should be a black charcoal cake made by Africans!"

As soon as the words fell, the four people could no longer hold back and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha....."

In the messy kitchen, bursts of laughter were heard.

After this embarrassing incident, the unwilling mother went to a high-end cake shop alone.

The waiter enthusiastically recommended to her: "Madam, are you interested in trying the most popular blueberry cheesecake or black forest cake in our store? They both taste great!"

"Black forest cake?"

Mom shook her head: "No! No! Give me a cup of coffee first!"

"OK!"

The waiter took the menu and turned around to leave.

"Waiter, wait a minute!"