Thousands of pets of little mythical beasts [entertainment]

Back in time not long after the birthday party

Cui Huan was also a guest invited to the Lin family's birthday party yesterday, and he also brought his son Cui Yuan, the kid who played the role of the eagle in the game of "Eagle and Chicken".

Like Zhang Xiaohu's family, Cui Yuan also remembered the candies that Feifei gave him after returning home.Because Feifei grabbed it casually, Cui Yuan was lucky enough to get a small red apple besides the candy.

This kind of small apple is a new variety that Lin Guosheng bought from the outside and put it in the orchard. When it grows to maturity, it is only a small one. It smells of sweet apple fragrance. It is very sweet and delicious at first glance. look.

Cui Yuan was not in a hurry to eat, but put it in his hand to play for a while.After getting out of the car, I looked at my parents who went to the banquet with me, and my grandparents who were not interested in doing anything because I was getting old, so I didn't join in the fun.Cui Yuan remembered what Philip told him about sharing before he left.

Finally, he solemnly handed out the little apple in his hand, handed it to his mother and said, "Mom, cut it for me, cut it..." Cui Yuan silently counted the number of people to share with, and then continued, "Cut it for me." Five-petal apple, be careful."

This is a symbol of his friendship with Philip. Other children only have candies, but he has small apples.

Philippe's innate specialness destined him not only to be popular with adults, but also to be unfavorable among children.

In just one night, five of the five children liked him and wanted to make friends with him and play together in the future.

Cui Yuan's mother looked at the apple, which was about the same size as Cui Yuan's hand, and felt that her son's request was a bit overwhelming.

The expression on her face was a little tired, and she casually said to him: "How can you cut such a small apple, you can eat it yourself if you want."

The gift that he thought was precious was rejected by his mother, Cui Yuan snorted and ran back to the room with the little apple in his hand.

Cui Yuan's father, Cui Huan, looked at his wife with some disapproval, "It's good for a child to want to share something, so he's angry now."

Divided into five parts, you can tell what Cui Yuan wants to do as soon as you hear it.

After being told by her husband, Cui Yuan's mother could only sigh and dragged herself to Cui Yuan's room to coax the child.

"Good boy, mom is too tired today. Don't you want to cut apples? Grandpa and grandma didn't go to the banquet today, you can tell them about you at the banquet later, mom will cut apples for you, okay?" What she said didn't lie to the child, and she didn't know what happened today, but after returning from the Lin's house, she felt more and more empty in her heart as she walked along the way. She was thinking about things, so talking to the child seemed a little perfunctory.

Unexpectedly, he was caught by this little demon king.

Cui Yuan lay on the bed, and was willing to go downstairs again after being coaxed by his mother several times.

After the Cui family members were all sitting together, Cui Yuan began to distribute the sliced ​​apples to everyone, and each apple would be served with a piece of candy.

Not enough for a normal adult.

The moment the Cui family put something into their mouths, the first thing they felt was sweetness.After the sweetness, suddenly there is a kind of warmth in my heart.It's like a trickle reappearing on the dry land. It's weak, but it makes people feel happy and satisfied.

This, this feeling, isn't it the same as the hype gimmicks spread by those dessert shops for business?

Those pastry chefs claim that the best desserts can bring people the best happiness and satisfaction, and make those who taste them happy.

Even the top pastry masters in country f, who stand at the top of the industry and receive orders from all over the world like snowflakes every day, don't seem to have come forward to deny this statement.

Every time they are interviewed and faced with this kind of question, they will reply in a paradoxical way: This is the highest state we are pursuing.

But what exactly is it? Lin Han, who has been queuing up for almost half a year, will tell you: it's an egg!

At most, the food made by those people will make people feel that it tastes better when they eat it, with a mellow taste and richer layers of changes.What can make the eater feel happy and happy, even the top pastry chefs dare not say that they can do it.

Otherwise, he is not just a pastry chef, but a treasure of the world.His hands were not just dessert hands, they were hope.

If there is anyone who can do it, there will be countless people waving money just to see him and eat a bite of what he made.You can't hide it at all.

Cui Huo considers himself a shrewd businessman, and he has always scoffed at this kind of marketing that pays IQ tax.

But today, he felt that he might be slapped in the face.

This kind of sweet and joyful mood makes people feel unbelievable but with long-lost joy, which is hard to ignore.

Cui Huan carefully observed the only transparent candy paper left in his hand. He was not sure whether it was the candy or the apple that had the effect, because he ate the two together.

In order to verify the idea in his heart, he finally had the cheek to say to his four-year-old son: "Is there any more sugar? Dad wants to eat one more."

Little Cui Yuan held onto his only two candies left, with a troubled expression on his face.But in the end, I wrinkled my face and gave my father another candy.Then when he looked up, he found that his grandparents and mother were all looking at him hesitantly... the candy in his hand.

This time Cui Yuan's action was very fast, he directly peeled off the last candy and stuffed it into his mouth.Stretch out your empty hands: "Nope."

The three of them could only look away with a little regret, and finally looked expectantly at Cui Huan who was holding his breath and feeling the taste of candy with his heart.

After a while, the joy in Cui Huan's eyes flashed away, it was Tang!

"It turns out that the saying 'desserts can make people happy' is true, but those people were not skilled enough." Now Cui Huan didn't feel that those dessert chefs were talking nonsense, and they were seeking truth from facts, at most Not strong enough.

Cui Huo rubbed the plain-looking transparent candy paper without any marks, and murmured, "Where did the Lin family buy this kind of candy? Or did they discover it by accident? It shouldn't be, it shouldn't have been discovered ah."

Grandpa Cui Yuan, that is, Mr. Cui, continued: "If you can't do it, just ask the Lin family. If they are willing to say that we don't spend money to buy it. If they are afraid that there will be too many buyers, it will be difficult to buy it. At worst, we promise Just wait in line behind Lin’s and buy it. I’ll go to Lao Lin and talk about it.”

According to the preconceived impression of the Cui family, it is impossible for this kind of candy to be mass-produced. The Lin family has been keeping quiet, so they don't want to be known by too many people and squeeze out the purchase share.In the end, I didn't expect to be exposed by my little grandson who was just three years old and didn't know much about the world.

Mr. Cui smacked his lips in happiness, alas, a piece of candy is still too small, and it tasteless after eating.

Think about the taste of that candy, if he can have one every day to sweeten his mouth, he has never enjoyed such a blessing in his life!

Saying this, Cui Huan seemed to suddenly think of something and said: "I said that it was strange to see Uncle Lin when I went to the Lin family today. It's been a while since I saw him so energetic. It was also the same at the banquet. The taste of the grandson's birthday cake is also eye-catching, and my feeling at the banquet seems to be the same as before. This sugar and cake should be made by one person."

"The Lin family is so creative." Cui Yuan's mother said, she also saw Feifei's birthday cake at the birthday party. It was a big three-layer cake. The little sugar figure on the top was the maker. It took a lot of thought.

Thinking back along her husband's way of thinking, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that Cui Huan's idea was very reasonable, and she said to her father-in-law with a look of recollection: "Dad, it's a pity that you and Mom didn't go today. The banquet The atmosphere was very good, not only the children, but we were also happy at the end."

"Old Lin is not authentic!" Mr. Cui slapped his thigh, "I'll go find him tomorrow."

***

The next morning, the Lin family.

Felipe tried to touch the transparent glass jar on the cabinet with his little feet. The glass jar was filled with the fruit candies that Li Xu had just filled for him yesterday.

Fruit candies are not as hard to hold as cakes, so every time Li Xu makes a big batch, and then brings them to the little ones when he comes.

The sugar wrapped in the transparent sugar paper, the red one is strawberry flavored, the yellow one is orange flavored, the green one is kiwi flavored, the purple one is grape flavored, and the pink one is watermelon flavored.

The glass jars containing candy are placed on the antique shelf, which really looks like little gems that have been treasured.

Not only delicious, but also beautiful.

Philip finished distributing the candy yesterday, and today he was thinking about replenishing some stock in his pocket.

After seeing his grandfather Lin Guoxiong walking towards him, Feifei began to ask for help from his grandfather: "Grandpa, can you help me take down the jar? Feifei is too small to reach."

"Okay." Lin Guosheng stretched out his big hand, took the glass jar off the shelf, then opened his small hand and said to the little guy he was holding: "Next time, remember to ask someone to help you, or accidentally touch the things If it falls down, it will be scratched.”

The little guy walked towards the sofa with the jar in his arms, and responded obediently: "Philip knows, so I won't take it by myself."

Yesterday, when Feifei celebrated his birthday, because he didn't say it a few days in advance, the schedules of Lin Guoxiong and Lin Guohong's sons were all packed, and two of them got on the plane directly to go to country m for a business trip.

Before, because of Lin Guoxiong’s incident, it was like a dull wait on the eve of a thunderstorm. No matter who belonged to Lin Guoxiong, Lin Guohong, or Lin Guosheng, they all tacitly put some schedules back, and some in foreign branches also stepped up. If you want to go back to your country, unless it's a big deal, you have to go to the back row.

As a result, Lin Tianyuan made a phone call that day, and everyone's hearts were loosened.

What followed was busyness, overtime work, and business trips.

In the end, they couldn't get enough people together, so Lin Guoxiong and Lin Guohong simply didn't let them come again, and planned to wait until the Chinese New Year to let the little guys recognize people together.

"One, two, three, four, five..." The little guy is learning to count recently, and puts a candy in his pocket after counting once, and doesn't stop until he counts to 35.

Lin Guoxiong didn't do anything else. Seeing Feifei's seriousness, he simply poured out all the sugar in the jar and began to teach the little guy how to count.

On a new day, the Lin family's old house gradually wakes up to the sound of counting candies by the old and the young.

Lin Guosheng was boxing on the grass, and he heard the young grandson's immature one, two, three, four, five in his ears. He began to punch in accordance with the rhythm of the little grandson, with a happy expression on his face.

Just received a call from the Cui family, the old man of the Cui family wanted to visit him.Lin Guosheng reckoned when the appointment was made, then retreated to the room and changed his clothes.

When he went downstairs again and made two cups of tea, there was the sound of parking outside the door.

As soon as Mr. Cui brought his little grandson Cui Yuan into the door, he suddenly felt his eyes were dazzled by something shiny.

Taking a closer look, a pile of candy wrapped in transparent candy paper was scattered on the sofa, where Lao Lin's little grandson was earnestly learning to count with candy.

Mr. Cui: ...