Uncle Than Qigu is Forever Young

"It seems that my workmanship has not deteriorated, Dad. Akino, come here. Take this stack of pancakes and send them to Auntie Yubihama! Make sure she accepts them, you and Komachi have eaten a lot of sweets and snacks." .This is an important task for you!"

"Oh! Got it, Uncle!"

Ming Nai cutely raised her claws to salute, picked up the plate with her two little hands and excitedly went to Aunt Yubihama.

I guess I ate the dim sum made by Aunt Bibin again. She smelled the aroma of pancakes, thinking that the dim sum is delicious, double the happiness!

PS: By the time you read this chapter, I probably have at least 22000+ saved manuscripts!

Chapter 121 The Stupid Daughter and the Bitter Me

"The cakes made by Mr. Biqigu are really delicious! Mom, will you make this kind of cake too? I want to eat it again in the future!"

At Yubihama's house, the dumpling after dinner is still reminiscing about the pancake that Mr. Hikigu asked Akino to send.

This indescribable flavor was something she had never tasted in her mouth since she was a child.

This is of course, Liang Ping has done so much in his previous life, so practice makes perfect.The baked cake has a lot of charred outside and soft inside, and it tastes quite good.

Makes people want to eat more...

When Mrs. Yubihama was washing dishes in the kitchen, Yuihama Yui begged her mother to make this kind of cake next time.

"I don't know. This is probably a kind of northern special pasta in East Asia. My mother only ate it when I was a child. It has been many years..."

Yubihama Asuna's knowledge is much higher than that of her idiot daughter.

Because she was born into a rich family, and her father is a very common lover of East Asian culture in Japan, she has eaten Chinese food many times since she was a child.

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Although it is a bit regrettable to say it, the fact is that after marrying Yui's father, her class, living environment and circle almost fell several levels, and almost hit the bottom and ran aground.

Just to survive, you have to be careful and budget, and you have little chance to eat authentic Chinese food.

"Okay... that's right, Mom! The leek steamed buns that Komachi sent last time are also very good, do you know this mom?"

Tuanzi was a little reconciled, and pestered Mrs. Bibin who was tidying up the pots and pans, and said coquettishly.

There is a saying that goes well, "Every mother who does all the housework will have a daughter who is lazy"!

If Mrs. Yuigahama had heard of it, she would definitely think it was true.

"Mom can't make that kind of East Asian style. I will make you red bean paste buns this weekend. Really, they are so big that they can't even enter the kitchen and cook. Mom will cook everything for you. You want How do you get married?"

Mrs. Yubihama freed one hand to hold her forehead, with a look of unbearable daughter.

"The buns with bean paste are too sweet...the buns stuffed with chives are just right!"

"Go, go! Go upstairs and recite ancient prose for me!"

Mrs. Yubihama only felt the depression in her chest, and waved her hand to grab a long-handled spoon.

She flexed her three fingers, pressed down her index finger, flexed and raised her wrist, and rotated her arm internally, all of a sudden hitting her daughter on the forehead.

Yuigahama Yui only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and was hit on the head, startled.

She thought that her mother was finally going to settle the score with her for the midterm exam.

It was only when I broke out in a cold sweat that I realized that it didn't hurt at all.

But if that was the case, she was so startled that a layer of fragrant sweat broke out on her neck, she stuck out her tongue, and hurried upstairs to endorse the book.

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Recently, Mrs. Yuigahama has something on her mind.

Of course it's not Huaichun. If she had been pregnant with Huaichun, it's not like there haven't been excellent men who have pursued her over the years.

She is worried about her daughter's study.

In the past half a month, she accompanied her daughter to do homework and review homework every night, only to find that her daughter's learning situation was much worse than she imagined.

The results of this mid-term test are not satisfactory. The science subjects are a little better, and they can barely pass the passing line, but those subjects in the liberal arts that require hard work to memorize are not good, and the Chinese class failed... ·

I really don't know how my daughter was admitted to Zongwu High School. Is it really luck?

The more Yubihama Asuna thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. After clearing away the dishes and chopsticks, she took off her apron and went upstairs and knocked on her daughter's door.

"Yui, today you have to memorize this text well before you can go to bed. Mom will come to check after an hour. If you can't memorize well, mom will have to stay with you without sleeping."

"Uh... well, all right."

Mrs. Yubihama will not say anything serious to her daughter, but she will definitely watch her daughter complete such a small request.

"Mom, I'm going to visit Mr. Hikigaya and ask him for some advice. You should study hard and don't play secretly." Mrs. Yubihama said softly, but she had a firmness that made her daughter unable to look directly at her.

Tuanzi's face froze. She hadn't fully realized the importance of studying, and felt that it was a hard work. Although everyone in the first year of high school was so leisurely, her mother forced herself to study.

No matter what you think, it's all because Mr. Hikigu became a neighbor!

Mrs. Yuhihama went downstairs again, went to the dressing table in her room, combed her hair a little, smiled at herself in the mirror, and went to visit her daughter's teacher, Mr. Hikigu Ryohei.

Go out and turn left for five or six meters.

"It's really convenient to be a neighbor with my daughter's teacher!"

When knocking on the door of Hikigu's house, Mrs. Yubihama thought suddenly.