[Yi Yang Qianxi] Under the Wishing Tree

The family members at the dining table all looked at Yi Yang Qianxi, all with ambiguous expressions, and couldn't help molesting him: "We, Yang Yang, have a girlfriend~"

Yi Yangqianxi ate her meal gracefully by herself, and denied it flatly: "It's not."

"Hey, you're still shy, brother and sister, we, Yang Yang, have really grown up."

Mother Yi put a chopstick dish into Nan Nan's bowl and asked, "Is it Huan Huan?"

"Yeah." Qian Xi replied blankly, focusing on eating, he felt the deep malice from this world.

Yi's mother suddenly became interested, and grabbed the phone while Qianxi was not paying attention, clicked on WeChat to look at the photos, and commented while watching: "This little girl is really a girl, look how much you two looked alike when you were young." , why is it completely different now?"

"Ma Ma... who is Huan Huan?" Nan Nan held a vegetable in his mouth, blinked his big eyes, looked at his mother and then at his brother, curiosity drove him to look at the phone.

Mother Yi enthusiastically shared with her younger son the two or three things about her eldest son's childhood, pointing to the two little Doudings in the photo, her tone was showing off: "Look, this is your brother, this is sister Huan Huan, the two of them Do they look alike?"

Nan Nan was already dazzled by the two mushroom heads in front of her eyes, with an aggrieved expression on her face: "Ma Ma, Nan Nan can't recognize it."

Yi's mother pampered Nan Nan's little broken hair, returned the phone to Qian Xi, and said, "You should reply to her quickly, so she won't have to worry about waiting."

"It's okay, let's eat first." Although he really wanted to reply in his heart, due to the large number of people present, he was indeed not thick-skinned enough to happily chat with a girl on WeChat in front of so many people.

It's strange to say that his classmates often send him WeChat messages, no matter male or female, he will not feel embarrassed in front of others, but Huan Zhiyi is like the nemesis in his life, he is an extremely rational person , but gave all his irrationality to her.

Mother Yi snickered and asked, "By the way, why do I think what she just said is weird? Isn't that key used to open the door of her own house? How could she not know?"

Yi Yang Qianxi frowned slightly, and unconsciously clenched the chopsticks tightly with his right hand. He pursed his lips and said, "She lost her memory before she was 12 years old."

I didn’t feel anything at first, but after mentioning this to my parents, I realized that I felt distressed. I didn’t know what she had experienced in those years. A teenage child came from Japan to Shanghai alone, alone and helpless. Although he is always alone when he is out to make announcements, at least he has expectations, and he can always feel warm every time he returns home, so what about her?Who can give her warmth?

"This..." Mother Yi asked with concern, "How has she lived these years, is grandpa still there?"

Qian Xi shook her head: "I haven't heard her mention grandpa, I only heard that there is an elder brother, but it seems that elder brother rarely appears."

Yi's mother thought about it and said: "This child is really not easy. The Chinese New Year is coming soon. She won't be on the set again, right? Why don't we let her come home and let us celebrate the New Year together?"

Qian Xi looked at Yi's mother in surprise. He always felt that his mother liked Huan Zhiyi very much, not only his mother but also his father. It was the same on the mountain at that time. The two of them were so excited that they almost cried when they saw her for the first time. Falling down, even speaking was somewhat incoherent.

At that time, he thought it was the natural expression of his hope for life. It was not until a long time later when he looked at the old photos that he clearly realized that his parents had a special liking for Huan Zhiyi. He began to suspect that maybe he and her met It's not accidental.

"Huh? Brother and sister, why do you seem to be more anxious than your son when you are a mother-in-law? Could it be too fast?"

Yi's father made a decisive decision: "No, no, it's settled like this, Yang Yang, I will clean up the room with your mother when I get back. This year everyone will come to my house for the New Year."

"..." Yi Yang Qianxi couldn't understand his parents' brain circuit at all. What is it all about, let Huan Zhiyi come to their house to celebrate the New Year?That guy couldn't sleep for a few days because he was so happy.

After making the decision, Yi's father did not forget to remind: "Since she doesn't remember the past, you'd better not tell her lightly, so as to save her from being stimulated, ask her what she wants to eat, and let mother make it for her."

Nan Nan took another vegetable in her mouth, biting and biting, sucking and sucking, this elder sister named Huanhuan seemed to be very powerful, her father's excited expression would only be revealed every time her brother said he was coming back , who is that sister?Nan Nan was jealous.

Yi Yang Qianxi ate the rice in the bowl at the speed of light, afraid that his parents would make some strange decisions after a while, now he doesn't know how to talk to Huan Zhiyi about the New Year at home, thinking Even thinking about it, I feel extremely ashamed. My parents have been professional cheaters for 100 years.

But he wanted to hide to the side and reply to the message. Mother Yi was very unhappy, so she just hugged Nannan and changed a seat next to him, watching him reply to the message, and she would raise objections if there were any inappropriate words , requiring a modified rewrite.

Yi Yang Qianxi was in a bad mood, he seriously doubted whether he was born to his parents, maybe Huan Zhiyi was the daughter of the two of them, but when he saw Nan Nan, he denied his own Guess, it turns out that things like appearance are the most effective way to identify blood relationship.

Nannan's Duoduo: I was eating just now, and I don't know where the key is.

Can't blame the society: [Melancholy] [Sigh] Forget it, wait until you have a chance to ask my brother, he might know.

Duoduo of Nannan: How did you spend the Spring Festival this year?

I can't blame the society: how can I live, maybe, maybe, maybe, um... two days of sleeping at home will pass. (Can it be eaten during festivals like Spring Festival? [Pick nose])

Under the coercion and temptation of his mother, Yi Yang Qianxi wrote helplessly: You can come to my house for the Spring Festival, what do you want to eat?

Huan Zhiyi, who cleaned her room, rolled around on the bed excitedly after seeing the WeChat message sent by Qianxi, pushing this and that in the room. The room that was finally cleaned was like a typhoon passing by. Keep giggling.

When Sister Jing came to her room and saw the mess in the room, her heart collapsed.

Some delirious eunuch Zhiyi rushed to the door and threw herself into Sister Jing's arms, saying excitedly: "Sister Jing, Sister Jing, I may not be able to spend the Spring Festival with you this year, I have an appointment, hahaha! You say go to someone else What should I bring with me as a guest? What gift do I need to give?"

Sister Jing was a little confused, she took the temperature of Huan Zhiyi's head, her expression was still very unnatural: "I don't have a fever, why did you say something stupid, the young master said he won't be here for the Spring Festival, who are you spending the holiday with?"

"Ah, he won't come if he doesn't come. Who cares? I have male gods, little male gods, and male gods. Oh yeah, I'm a big winner in life! Wow!"

Huan Zhiyi couldn't hide her excitement. Of course, after she calmed down a little, she didn't forget to return the news from the male god.

Don't blame the society: Anyway, you won't believe me if I'm polite, why don't I just accept the invitation very calmly. 【laugh】

Duoduo from Nannan: Next time we finish recording the show, we can just go home together, remember to bring some extra clothes.

I can't blame the society: [laughs] [shy] I know, I know.

In the next few days, Sister Jing and Mr. Wei were in a state of being tortured by Huan Zhiyi. She would always catch the opportunity and ask: "What gift should I prepare for them? It's really nerve-wracking."

In the end, of course, it was Mr. Wei's idea: "The gift for the first meeting is not about being expensive but about being considerate, but you don't have to think too much about it. After all, the future is long and many people will buy a bouquet of flowers and some fruits. In my opinion, for you In this case, it is definitely not practical to buy it in front of Qianxi, why don't you just make some by hand, anyway, you haven't announced in the past two days."

"I don't have enough time to make decorations, and the food is easy to spoil. What should I do?" Although Mr. Wei gave a suggestion, Huan Zhiyi still didn't completely solve her doubts. If time permits, she would personally She is more inclined to make wagashi. After all, they look good, and the chocolates have also been given away. It is really difficult for her what to give this time.

In the end, she decided to make biscuits, but she had to ask sister Jing to go out and purchase the raw materials. She had no choice but to go out.

When it comes to handmade biscuits, you can’t be fooled casually. You must pay attention to both the taste and the appearance. Of course, it is best to match various colors.

Huan Zhiyi has never made biscuits, and Baidu is her only teacher.

First, butter, eggs, powdered sugar, low-gluten flour, cocoa powder, matcha powder, strawberry powder, blueberry powder, mango powder, orange powder and other powders are used to make biscuit balls of various colors, and the next step is to make the shape you want up.

In her mind, she conceived a picture of the twelve zodiac signs celebrating the Spring Festival. With her painting skills, it is not difficult to make the shape. The most difficult thing is to bake the biscuits. Also, make sure that they are not burnt. After all the biscuits are baked, something went wrong on the table.

How to make these small works all concentrated in one box, and not allow them to shift, this involves the problem of stickiness.

Sticky candy is undoubtedly the best choice. Put the boiled syrup on the hard board, and then fix the biscuits on it. After the syrup dries, the biscuits will be firmly fixed on the hard board.

Thanks to this work, she has something to do on the last day. Courtesy is light and affection is heavy, and it's good to have it when she wants it. The male god's Papa Mama must be as understanding as the male god, and won't care about her shabbiness.

Fearing that the biscuits would be crushed, Huan Zhiyi specially wrapped them in a special box and kept them in her hands instead of putting them in the suitcase. She was afraid that people would find out the clues. Daily necessities, easy to deceive people's eyes and ears.

The third station of "Playing House" came to Shapotou, Ningxia. In stark contrast to the first issue, this issue can be said to be the most difficult in the history of "Playing House". The mother river of the ethnic group, the river and the desert are perfectly integrated, but... after staying for a long time, I have no intention of admiring the beautiful scenery at all.