Xia Fengqiao's birthday is approaching day by day, and the various materials Ruan Ming bought online have finally arrived.

"Your courier has arrived, please go to the rookie station to pick it up."

Ten minutes later, Ruan Ming successfully received two large packages of low-gluten flour and a large box of whipped cream from the station.

He struggled upstairs with two huge bags of flour, but happened to run into Mama Xia who was going out to buy vegetables in the corridor.

"!!!"

This is a birthday present he prepared for Xia Fengqiao, and it cannot be revealed before it is ready.

Ruan Ming silently hid the bag in his hand.

It's good that he didn't hide it. Mama Xia became even more curious after hiding it.

"What are these?"

As she spoke, she came closer and tilted her head to read the words on the bag.

"Low-gluten flour, light cream..."

Xia's mother immediately reacted: "I know this, is it for making cakes?"

"...Mmm." Ruan Ming answered bravely.

Xia's mother's eyes lit up: "Xiao Ming can also make cakes! So many talents."

"No, I just started learning it recently." Ruan Ming quickly shook his head.

"Then Auntie will try your handicraft."

"Ok!"

Xia's mother brought him meals every day, and he was worried that he would have nowhere to repay her.

Xia's mother rolled her eyes twice, and suddenly remembered something: "Oh, our Fengqiao happens to have a birthday next weekend."

Ruan Ming's heart skipped a beat.

After all, the surprise he prepared was known in advance.

Woohoo, I feel like my heart is bleeding.

Ruan Ming: qaq

But unexpectedly, Mama Xia didn't mention the birthday cake, but instead talked about another matter,

"Xiao Ming, do you want to help Fengqiao celebrate her birthday?"

Ruan Ming was slightly taken aback.

He didn't expect to be able to celebrate his birthday with Xia Fengqiao at first, but after being told by Xia's mother, he was suddenly moved again.

"But... can you?"

Xia's mother's eyes brightened slightly: "Of course, it's okay. There's nothing special about Fengqiao's birthday every year. Even if the family goes out for a meal, it's more lively if there are more people."

"..."

Ruan Ming's little heart that had been shaken just now shrank back.

Xia Fengqiao went to eat with his family, so it must be bad for him to go.

It's better to send a birthday cake and say happy birthday to him.

Ruan Ming shook his head: "I still won't go."

As if guessing the doubts in his heart, Mother Xia smiled.

"Hey? Auntie doesn't treat you as an outsider, you child. It's okay to go have a meal together."

"No, no, no," Ruan Ming insisted on shaking his head in the face of Mama Xia's warm invitation.

He even told a little lie.

"I have a lot of work next week, and I may have to draw at home all the time, so I can't participate."

"That's it..." Mama Xia nodded in frustration, but she didn't insist.

Ruan Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it was a little sad not to be able to celebrate his birthday with Xia Fengqiao, fortunately his birthday gift was not exposed.

At that time, I can still give Xia Fengqiao a surprise!

After finally returning home, he put two bags of low-gluten flour on the kitchen floor, and Ruan Ming got up and took two big breaths.

It's so heavy!

Looking at the various cake recipes posted on the wall, Ruan Ming took a deep breath, took out the egg beater, and started making cakes!

With low-gluten flour, it will definitely succeed this time!

Add sugar to the egg whites and beat with a whisk.

Sift low-gluten flour into egg yolks and mix well.

Then mix the egg whites and egg yolks and pour into the grinder.

In the oven!

The warm yellow light illuminates the cake in the oven, and the sweet smell gradually spreads to the whole room.

Ruan Ming moved a small chair and sat in front of the oven, looking at the semi-finished product inside with great anticipation.

It must be a success this time!

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The door closed behind him with a bang, and Xia Fengqiao casually put the things on the chair in the entrance.

As soon as he changed his shoes and walked into the house, a sweet fragrance wafted from his nose.

"Have you made a cake at home today?"

In the restaurant, Xia Shihuai helped Xia's mother bring the last dish to the table.

"Where did the cake come from? What you smell is the fragrance from next door."

"next door?"

Xia Fengqiao was stunned.

It's been so long, and he hasn't seen Ruan Ming fire yet.

Although the kid kept claiming that he could make tomato scrambled eggs, Xia Fengqiao didn't really believe it.

People who can't even manage their own rations can actually make cakes?

Xia Shihuai wiped the water stains on her hands and walked to the window.

"I also heard from my mother that when she was shopping for vegetables, Ruan Ming came home with two bags of flour, saying that she was learning to bake."

"Oh?" Xia Fengqiao hooked his lips with interest.

As if seeing what her younger brother was thinking, Xia Shihuai poked him with her arm.

"Since you're so curious, go and see for yourself. You're going to deliver food anyway."

Xia Fengqiao looked at her sister who was obviously watching the excitement beside her.

Xia Shihuai looked at him: "Don't you want to see it?"

miss you.

Xia Fengqiao turned his head and walked towards the dining table.

Before Xia's mother asked, Xia Fengqiao had already taken out Ruan Ming's exclusive pink and blue lunch box and began to serve the meal.

The dishes on the table were sorted into the grid, and soon the lunch box was ready.

It is a rare positive.

When Mother Xia came out of the kitchen, there was only a soft knock at the door, and Xia Fengqiao was no longer in the room.

"It's almost time for dinner, what is he going to do?" Xia's mother was dumbfounded.

"I'm delivering food." Xia Shihuai turned around and smiled very mysteriously.

"Of course, you can also drop by to inspect the baking path of the kid next door."

"Maybe I can get a cake to eat."

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