He didn't know when he was standing behind him, condescendingly staring at himself coldly.
"You're talking so much about cooking, so go back to your room."
Ling Wanwan retracted his neck.
Keep cooking.
After a while, several home-cooked dishes were served one after another.
The oven also beeped.
She opened the door, picked up the rag and held the ears of the baking pan. Unexpectedly, the baking pan was too hot, and the temperature penetrated the rag, causing her to tremble and retract her hand:
"ah!"
Zong Lu's eyes moved, this scene was so familiar...
Put away your thoughts, pick up the anti-scalding gloves and walk over, grab her hand and put on the gloves: "Are you stupid?"
She took out the baking sheet and sprinkled some condiments on the pastry.
On the soft and golden round cake baked, the off-white particles are evenly distributed on it.
Overflowing with sweetness.
Zong Lu looked at the cake and his face twitched: "What is this."
Ling Wanwan put the round cakes into the plate one by one: "Osmanthus peach cake. It is my best snack. Xiaosubao and Mimi both love it...Actually, it is more delicious with fresh osmanthus, but now
...We can only use osmanthus seasoning."
As he spoke, he picked one up with long chopsticks and put it to his mouth:
"Would you like to try it?"
Zong Lu remained motionless, his eyes moving slightly, like a quiet lake that was frightened by the wind.
Osmanthus peach cake.
That's what Pan'er is best at.
Before he died, he was fed this by Pan'er.
Ling Wanwan fed him snacks, trying to please him.
I just want to have a good relationship with him and persuade him again if I have the chance.
At this moment, I saw him staring at me without saying a word and smiling:
"Are you afraid that I'll poison you? Don't tell me that I don't have poison to poison you now. Even if I did, I wouldn't be able to do such a lawless thing."
Zong Lu could tell that she was sarcastic about him, so he leaned his head forward and bit the corner of the peach cake.
Chew it and swallow it in your throat.
The taste on the lips and teeth is too familiar.
It was the smell that was most unforgettable in his memory.
The same sweet and salty taste, the same aftertaste.
Ling Wanwan said confidently: "Not bad, right?"
Zong Lu remained silent, took out a piece of tissue from the tissue box at hand and wiped his mouth.
Called Chi Heng and asked him to bring the food into Su Mi's room.
Then he asked him to send Ling Wanwan back to the room.
Ling Wanwan took two steps while wearing shackles, then turned around:
"Then, at least let Mimi and I meet and talk every day, okay?"
Zong Lu didn't comment, he just raised his eyes:
"Osmanthus peach cake. Starting from today, you can make more every day."
Ling Wanwan was stunned for a moment before reacting again.
Doesn’t this man like the snacks he made?
She nodded immediately: "No problem!"
Zong Lu watched her figure disappear around the corner in front and narrowed his eyes.
The unique sweetness and aftertaste of the Osmanthus Peach Crisp still lingers in your mouth.
Dead memories began to attack him.
For so many years, whether it was the time spent wandering around the world as a ghost, or the time the soul passed through Zong Lu's body...
Most likely he only thinks about Yin Yu.
He has always felt that marriage is the true love he has missed.
For hundreds of years, I have been immersed in the regret of losing my marriage.
But at this moment, what he was thinking about in his mind was actually——
Zong Paner.
This wife who has always admired him, finally became married to him, and even gave birth to his posthumous son, has been treated coldly by him all her life.
A woman he had hardly given much thought to.
In fact, it's not just now.
Yesterday, the first time he saw his cousin Su Mi at the side entrance of the villa, he thought of Pan'er.
Ling Wanwan...
Is that the name?
This girl named Ling Wanwan looks nothing like Zong Paner.
But, that look stood in front of Su Mi at that time.
On the contrary, she looks very similar to Zong Paner before she got married, when she first met her.
After so many years, he still remembered that day.
He went to Zhao's house with his father as a guest.
After drinking two cups of tea, I saw that the elders still had some gossip to talk about, so I wisely left the flower hall and went for a walk in the garden of the Taifu Mansion.
In the garden, I heard the maid's panic shouting.
Following the sound, I saw a little girl lying on a big tree over three or four feet high, hugging the branches.
The little girl wanted to come down, but she was afraid of heights. She could go up but could not come down.
He looked extremely embarrassed and a little panicked.
When the maid saw a tall man coming, she ran over without caring about anything else and asked him for help to get the second lady down.
Only then did he know that this little girl was Zong Yin's half-sister and the second daughter of Taifu Zong's successor wife.
It looked like she was holding a branch in her hand, as if she was poking a bird's nest nearby.
In the bird's nest, there is a nest of baby birds waiting to be fed.
But there was no sign of the big bird.
He felt disgusted. It seemed that the second young lady climbed the tree just for fun to drive away the big bird. After fetching the young bird, she couldn't get down.
At such a young age, she flirts with cats and dogs, has no ladylike demeanor, and has a naughty temper. She even doesn't let go of a group of chicks that haven't even left the nest.
In addition, he had just misunderstood Zong Yin's marriage, so he naturally had no good impression of Zong Pan'er.
Two kinds of flowers cannot grow on one vine.
How can an ugly, immoral sister with a bad temper have a kind and good sister?
Thanks to the scholarly family background of the Zong family, the daughters born to his two wives were all useless.
He didn't come forward to help, just rolled up his sleeves and left.
Before leaving, the little girl lying on the tree looked at him with angry almond-shaped eyes and angrily threw a branch at his back.
The look in Zong Paner's eyes was exactly the same as last night.
After returning that time, he heard that the second young lady of Tai Tu's Mansion seemed to have injured her leg. Although it was not broken, she still lay on the bed and did not get up for more than half a month.
He only regarded this naughty and annoying little girl, and from then on he felt resentful towards himself, a cold-blooded person who "did not save her".
Unexpectedly, I didn't hold any grudge and fell in love with him from then on.
Girls of that age are the most rebellious.
The more disdainful a man is to him, the more he likes him.
When memories collide, lightning flashes.
Zonglu was shocked.
He rubbed his temples, aware of his loss of composure.
Ling Wanwan's appearance actually brought back his memories of Zong Pan'er.
His eyes were intense, staring ahead at the corridor Ling Wanwan walked through.
If Zong Pan'er is reincarnated, where will he go?
…
In the next two days, Ling Wanwan would be taken to Su Mi's room every day.
I thought he refused, but unexpectedly he agreed to my request.
Maybe it was in exchange for eating her sweet-scented osmanthus peach cake every day.
Su Mi still didn't wait for Huo Shenxiu to show up.
Even Ling Wanwan was able to find her, but she didn't quite believe that Huo Shenxiu couldn't find her.
I am more and more worried about whether something happened in country m.
The only good news is that the medicine on her body has basically dissipated and her strength has finally returned.
However, every time Chi Heng or Zong Lu came in, she would still pretend to be weak.
After dinner that day, Ling Wanwan was brought to Su Mi again by Chi Heng.
Zong Lu was not at Qiushui Villa all day today. He probably came to stay for a few days and went back out of fear that Shi Yihan and the others would be suspicious.
Chi Heng said he would come in the evening.
As soon as he came in and learned that Su Mi had regained her strength, Ling Wanwan rolled her eyes and whispered without hesitation:
"Tonight, you just find a way to get out of here."