peach beauty

"You asked me how much I love you—"

This is a romantic love song that is familiar to Chinese all over the world, and every line is full of deep affection.

Cheng Wanqiu sang in Lin Chu's most familiar mother tongue, in order to accurately convey to him: My love for you is like the title of this song, just like the lyrics sang, my love will never change, my love will never change, the moon represents my heart.

Everyone present knew that he sang this song for Lin Chu, and countless eyes fell on them back and forth, as if they wanted to see a flower between them.

But neither Cheng Wanqiu nor Lin Chu was disturbed by their scorching eyes, one sang very seriously, and the other listened very carefully.

In the second half of the song, everyone saw Lin Chu smiling. He bowed his head and pursed his lips and smiled shyly. Those closest to him could clearly see the happy smile on his face, which was so pure and beautiful.

And Cheng Wanqiu, who was still singing, couldn't help laughing when he saw him laughing, and couldn't hide the smile in his gentle singing.

Zhang Chengxing, who was accompaniment to Cheng Wanqiu, had a serious expression on his face, he really couldn't see it.

There were so many couples who borrowed his venue to sing love songs that he couldn't even remember, but there really wasn't a single couple who were as obsessive as the two of them.

After finally finishing singing a song, before Zhang Chengxing plucked the strings, he saw Lin Chu clapping desperately with blushing cheeks. The people around him were mobilized by him, and the applause was like thunder.

Cheng Wanqiu stood up from the high stool, bowed modestly to the audience around him, and before leaving, he thanked Zhang Chengxing again, and then walked quickly towards Lin Chu.

The two didn't stay any longer, and soon left the fountain park in the sight of everyone.

Back home, the first thing Lin Chu did when he entered the door was to turn around abruptly and press Cheng Wanqiu against the door forcefully, his eyes were as bright as a moon hidden under them.

"Brother, have you already planned to sing for me?"

Cheng Wanqiu smiled silently, "Well, after all, the 17-year-old Cheng Wanqiu is different from the current Cheng Wanqiu, and he must be very envious of me."

Lin Chu didn't quite understand, "What are you envious of?"

"I'm envious of the 26-year-old Cheng Wanqiu who met Lin Chu and chased him down."

Lin Chu snorted sullenly, and moved closer. He was half a head shorter than Cheng Wanqiu, so every time he kissed Cheng Wanqiu, he had to raise his face a little. will cooperate with him.

There was a vague sound of sticky water from the two lips that were touching each other. Lin Chu's eyes were slightly closed, and he quietly looked at Cheng Wanqiu who was hugging and kissing him.

After the kiss was over, Lin Chu slowly backed away and licked his lips, "It's still early, do you want some wine? There is still one unopened gift from Brother Dong for moving."

Cheng Wanqiu nodded, reached out to turn on the light in the living room, "Where do you want to drink?"

"The bay window in the bedroom."

"Do you want to take a shower first?"

"Wash, you go first."

"Not together?"

"We can't drink together."

Cheng Wanqiu nodded, changed his indoor shoes and went upstairs to look for a change of clothes. Lin Chu looked at his back upstairs and regretted it, "Let's do the laundry together."

Cheng Wanqiu stood on the stairs and looked at the person who changed his mind within 2 minutes with a funny face, "Aren't you worried that you won't be able to drink?"

"It's not too late to drink after washing, I'll fill the bathtub with water."

As a result, after washing, the two of them came out of the bathroom after an hour.

Lin Chu was lying on the bed naked, his cheeks were flushed, he hadn't even touched a drop of wine, but he seemed to be drunk.

Cheng Wanqiu's whole body was covered with a white bath towel around his waist, his hair was wet and his muscular upper body was naked. He held a red wine glass in one hand and a bottle of red wine in the other, and walked into the dimly lit bedroom without making a sound.

He stood in front of the bedside table and slowly poured half a cup of the dark red liquid, and the mellow aroma of red wine slowly wafted away.

The moonlight outside the bay window fell on the bed, covering the glaringly white body. The extreme beauty and silent temptation of this moment were almost shattered as soon as it appeared.

Because Lin Chu changed to an unattractive side-lying position, and looked at the person standing by the bed drinking with some dissatisfaction, "Why do you drink by yourself?"

Hearing this, Cheng Wanqiu added some more to the little wine glass left, then turned around and handed it to Lin Chu.

Lin Chu sat up, took a sip, and quickly fell back on the bed contentedly.

"Be careful of spilling the wine."

Lin Chu returned the wine glass to him, took the mobile phone that he left aside and opened it to look at today's collection records, "Brother, how much should we make tomorrow and bring it over?"

"It's good to make five more boxes. If there are too many, you will be tired."

Lin Chu nodded, put aside the phone, grabbed Cheng Wanqiu's wrist, dragged him onto the bed, turned over and pressed him...

After the experience of setting up a stall once, Lin Chu was obviously more comfortable setting up a stall for the second time. He methodically changed the steamer to dry the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and waited for Cheng Wanqiu to cut it into pieces before packing it.

When he set out to set up a stall at night, he didn't have the anxiety he felt yesterday. He was no longer worried that his sweet-scented osmanthus cake would not be sold.

After Cheng Wanqiu paid for the booth at night, the two walked towards booth 75.

Lin Chu felt a little regretful, "It's a pity that it wasn't in the position last night. That position is pretty good, and the numbers are auspicious."

The stalls here cannot be chosen. They are randomized and changed every day. If you are lucky, the stalls at the front will be good for business. If you are unlucky, the stalls will be at the back.

Lin Chu's booth today is neither good nor bad. There are people walking around in front of the booth, but it is not lively. After half an hour, only 3 boxes have been sold.

Lin Chu was sitting on a plastic stool, biting the soft plastic straw in the water cup, drinking his water quietly, looking at the people who occasionally stopped in front of their booth, but just took a look and left.

Although they still have 17 boxes of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes that have not been sold, the two of them are obviously not in a hurry, because it is not even eight o'clock now. According to their experience last night, there will be a relatively large one after eight o'clock. traffic.

Lin Chu handed the finished water glass to Cheng Wanqiu, and took out a white lunch box from the woven bag under his feet. The lunch box was filled with crystal clear shrimp dumplings, each of which was wrapped by Cheng Wanqiu himself during the day. It is stuffed full of tender and tender shrimp.

People who obviously only had dinner at 06:30, but now they still have their stomachs holding their lunch boxes, taking a bite of a shrimp dumpling, and occasionally feeding Cheng Wanqiu one or two.

After he finished eating a box full of shrimp dumplings, Cheng Wanqiu just wiped his hands with a wet tissue when the business started, not just one or two, but a large group.

According to visual inspection, there are about ten girls, all of them are wearing Hanfu, with their hair in a bun, and wearing jingling walking shoes, playing and walking from a distance.

They were so conspicuous that they caught everyone's attention almost as soon as they appeared, even Lin Chu and Cheng Wanqiu cast their curious gazes.

Lin Chu: "Are they building a Hanfu team?"

Cheng Wanqiu shook his head and said that he didn't know either.

This group of girls wore the cultural treasures left by their ancestors thousands of years ago. They were confident, beautiful, dignified and generous. They were looking for something all the way, until they saw a touch of pink not far away. Pointing at Lin Chu and Cheng Wanqiu excitedly, "Ah, they are there!"

Then there was a gust of fragrant wind, and the girls walked to the stall of late autumn pastry holding hands.

Lin Chu looked at them excitedly taking photos with the posters with a puzzled face, wondering which one it was.

Seeing Lin Chu's puzzled expression after taking the photos, the leading girl explained: "We were introduced by the president to play here. She took a lot of photos of you and said that there are handsome men and beauties here, as well as ancient sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. We'll come and play."

"Wow, it turns out that the president really doesn't have a P picture, you really look so good-looking!"

"This peach is so cute, will you sell it as a merchandise? That pink-haired little guy can be a cotton doll!"

The girls chattered around the booth of late autumn pastry, so lively that everyone passing by couldn't help but look at them curiously.

Cheng Wanqiu faced the girls calmly, and reminded them that there was an osmanthus cake to try on the table. There is only white cake powder left.

"How many boxes of osmanthus cakes do you have?"

Cheng Wanqiu: "17 boxes."

"We want it all."

Hearing this, Lin Chu looked at the girl in Ming Dynasty Hanfu in surprise, "Can you buy so much and finish eating?"

"There are only 17 boxes, which is not enough for our community to distribute among ourselves. When we go back and post it on Weibo and Moments, your booth will be surrounded."

Lin Chu's expression was even more puzzled, "Is my sweet-scented osmanthus cake so delicious?"

"The taste is really good, but boss, if you want to do well in business, you can properly market it. You look so good-looking. If you put out the signboard, someone will come here to look for you, just like us."

After the girls left, the booth of Wanqiu pastry was empty, and when Lin Chu sat on the stool in a daze and couldn't recover, Cheng Wanqiu had already put away all the poster racks.

He took Lin Chu and left. On the way home, Lin Chu always cared about what they said, "Brother, does marketing mean becoming an Internet celebrity?"

"She should mean that our products can become online celebrity products, and when they have a certain reputation, people will come here to look for us, take pictures and check in, like tourist attractions."

Lin Chu is a person who doesn't surf the Internet very much and doesn't like socializing. He is very vague about concepts such as marketing and Internet celebrity. of.

He frowned slightly, "But my sweet-scented osmanthus cake is not a tourist attraction, I'm just setting up a street stall."

"In the online world, information spreads very fast. If we start marketing tomorrow, maybe someone will come here to buy osmanthus cakes from us in two days, and they will buy your osmanthus cakes in no time."

Lin Chu thought about it seriously, and the temptation is really great, "But I can make up to 25 boxes a day, even if a hundred people come to us, we can only sell 25 boxes, and if I spend all my time If I use it to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake, then I won’t have time to learn pea yellow and moon cakes.”

"Well, so I don't quite agree."

"Then let's keep it as it is. You have to learn how to drive tomorrow, so I have to come here by myself."

"I'll be back before dinner, if I'm too busy, I'll do less."

During the few days when Lin Chu was competing with glutinous rice flour, Cheng Wanqiu had successfully passed the second subject, and tomorrow he will start the road test practice for the third subject. After passing the third subject, he will basically have his driver's license.

Early the next morning, Lin Chu was still drowsy in bed, Cheng Wanqiu had already kissed his forehead and went out.

As long as Lin Chu is alone at home, he will be depressed. This kind of depression is similar to that of a robot with no battery. No matter what he does, he is not very interested.

After finishing the breakfast that Cheng Wanqiu made for him, he started to make the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that will be sold at the stall in the evening, and watched the video of making pea yellow while waiting for the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to be steamed.

The method of pea yellow is very simple, but it is very troublesome. The most troublesome thing is that it takes a lot of time. The step of soaking peas alone takes six hours. If you are not patient, you really can’t make pastries.

Lin Chu was lying on the coffee table, scribbling on the notebook with a pen a little annoyed, and after a while, he suddenly began to write Cheng Wanqiu's name on the notebook, like someone who didn't listen well in class and left to write the name of someone he likes in the notebook of high school students.

He has never told anyone, but he has always thought that Cheng Wanqiu's name is very nice, because it is very suitable for Cheng Wanqiu, because he always gives people a comfortable feeling, just like autumn with a bit of coolness but not cold. People feel very comfortable season.

Lin Chu never felt any difference in autumn before, just wearing two more clothes, but now, seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, Lin Chu is looking forward to it and at the same time, he is a little complicated.

Mid-Autumn Festival, reunion festival, such an important day, he can't be so selfish and keep Cheng Wanqiu by his side, he should at least go home to have a reunion dinner with Grandma Cheng and Aunt Cheng, such an important moment of family reunion, he, an outsider Don't bother the old man's eyes, there is no need to make everyone unhappy.

Lin Chu was distracted and went to the sky, and didn't remember the sweet-scented osmanthus cake he hadn't made yet until he heard the sound of beeps coming from the kitchen. He hurriedly dropped his pen and got up and rushed into the kitchen.

Cheng Wanqiu came back from car practice and the sun was about to set. When he opened the door, the orange-red afterglow of the sunset was halfway down in the living room. Lin Chu was sleeping on the sofa that was not illuminated by the setting sun, holding a peach pillow in his arms, sleeping soundly I don't even know Cheng Wanqiu is back.

Cheng Wanqiu changed his indoor shoes and walked lightly to the coffee table. First, he glanced at the sleeping man, and casually flipped through the notebook spread out on the table. As a result, he saw a whole page written on it. The densely packed words Cheng Wanqiu.

Cheng Wanqiu raised his eyebrows slightly, the visual impact of this page is quite large, especially there is a 'Stupid Cheng Wanqiu' hidden in the corner, it seems that he thought that he would not be seen if he wrote it in the corner.

Looking at the five words, Cheng Wanqiu silently twitched the corners of her lips, subconsciously turned a page back, and was stunned for a moment when she saw what was written on the paper.

On the left and right pages, the steps of making mooncakes are written on the left, and the steps of making mooncakes suitable for the elderly are written on the right.

Compared with the left side, the right side is obviously more thoughtful, because the elderly are actually not suitable for eating moon cakes. The basic oil and sugar for making moon cakes should not be consumed by the elderly. If you want to make moon cakes that the elderly can eat, you can only eat more. Put some thought into it.

And just looking at the large chunks of characters on the right side of the page compared to the left side, it can be seen that Lin Chu should have checked a lot of related practices, summarizing while checking.

He wanted to make mooncakes for Grandma Cheng.