Bai Fumei became my Prince Charming

The short summer vacation is fleeting, and it is the beginning of a new semester.Without the strangeness of Yanyi, and with companions and familiar friends around him, Gao Yang felt more and more used to his life in Guoxin.

When it was eleventh, Gao Yang felt that there were people everywhere, so he stayed at Xiaobai's house to accompany him to write his graduation thesis.Bai Fuzhen had less than a year left to graduate from Guoxin, and Gao Yang had to spend the remaining year alone.Fortunately, he lives next to the school, so Gao Yang can still sleep there at night.

At noon that day, Bai Fuzhen's grandmother asked him to pick persimmons in the afternoon.There is a tall persimmon tree in the yard of his grandma’s house. Every October, the tree is covered with yellow persimmons. If they are not picked off, they will easily hit people and the roof.

Bai Fu felt that picking persimmons was too troublesome, so he just went to the street to buy them if he wanted to eat them.But the two old men were reluctant to cut down the persimmon tree, and they had to pick persimmons every year.

Gao Yang had never picked persimmons before, but he was very interested in this matter. He was so excited that he didn't even take a nap, and was anxious to go.Bai Fuzhen's grandparents like Gao Yang very much. His grandma likes Gao Yang's lively and straightforward personality, and his grandpa always misses his family's dried shrimp.

As soon as the two of them entered the door, a white Samoyed rushed out and circled around Gao Yang.

"Xiaomei!" Gao Yang still remembered the name of this Samoyed, knelt down and rubbed its head and the fur on its back.

Bai Fu went straight into the yard, Gao Yang had no choice but to let go of Samoyed and follow.Bai Fuzhen's grandma was drying sweet-scented osmanthus in the yard, and the air was filled with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.His grandfather reads the newspaper in the living room, still concerned about state affairs.

After saying hello, Gao Yang went to the yard to look at the persimmon tree.The branches of the tree are as high as a two-story building, and the branches are full of big and yellow persimmons, which are so heavy that the whole branch hangs down.

"It's so tall that people can't reach it. Do you want to climb up to pick it?" Gao Yang shouted from the side.

Bai Fuzhen's grandma smiled and said, "You don't need to climb trees. There are special tools for picking persimmons. Let Xiaobai go to the back room to get them. He knows how to use them."

Gao Yang thought it would be okay, it should be quite convenient to pick it up with the tools.

After a while, Gao Yang saw that Xiaobai was holding a long bamboo pole in his hand, with a sickle and a net bag tied to the top, which seemed to be very simple to use.

"I will use this." Gao Yang took it from the other party's hand, "Use a sickle to cut off the root of the persimmon. If the persimmon just falls into the net bag, it will not fall to the ground and break."

Bai Fuzhen's grandma nodded and asked, "Is that how you pick persimmons? Have you picked persimmons before?"

Gao Yang shook his head and said, "I haven't picked them before. I don't have a persimmon tree in my house. It looks quite interesting. I'll try picking a few first."

Bai Fuzhen reminded: "Slow down, the bamboo pole is a bit heavy."

Bai Fuzhen's grandmother also reminded: "Don't worry, be careful that the persimmon falls and hits your head."

"Well, it's okay, I can hold it." Gao Yang smiled at the two of them, "If I align it, it won't fall."

Gao Yang did this kind of thing with ease. When he was a child, he climbed trees to dig out bird nests with his friends. He was able to climb very high for the first time and never missed it.

"Picked three." Gao Yang put down the bamboo pole, dumped the persimmons in the net bag into the bamboo basket next to him, and put them up again.

In this season, the leaves of the persimmon trees are almost gone, and the persimmons can be seen clearly on the branches. As long as you have patience and strength, you can easily pick them off.After a while, Gao Yang picked a bamboo basket, still in high spirits.

"Didn't you say that eating too many persimmons is easy to get stones?" Gao Yang chatted with Xiaobai while picking them, "Is it okay for your grandma and grandpa to eat so many persimmons?"

"They will distribute the persimmons to the neighbors, and they will eat less." Bai Fuzhen replied, "Grandma will make persimmons into persimmon cakes, which can be eaten until the spring of next year."

Gao Yang said: "I also like to eat persimmon cakes, it's a bit like eating brown sugar, very chewy."

Bai Fu smiled: "Then you can eat grandma's cooking this year, she is very good at this kind of craftsmanship."

"Yeah, okay." Gao Yang was a little distracted, he shook his hand holding the bamboo pole, and some leaf foam fell into his eyes.He closed one eye in pain, and said to Xiaobai, "I got something in my left eye, it hurts so much."

"Let me see." Bai Fu walked over in a panic and took away the bamboo pole from Gao Yang's hand, holding his face and said, "Open your eyes, I'll show you."

Gao Yang endured the pain and opened his left eye. Tears immediately came out, moistening the eye sockets, and he asked, "Is there something inside?"

"There is a small spot, and the eyes are a little red." Bai Fuzhen blew on Gao Yang's eyes a few times to make sure there was nothing in them, rubbed his eyes again, and asked, "Is it better?"

"Yeah." Gao Yang glanced at the room, and while Xiaobai's grandparents were away, he pecked the other person's lips lightly, and asked with a smile, "Do I seem to be crying?"

"Well, I laughed and cried." Bai Fuzhen wiped away the tears from the corners of Gao Yang's eyes with his fingertips, "I'll pick the rest, and you sit beside me."

"I'm fine now. You're the boss and I'm the assistant. How can an assistant let the boss pick persimmons? You're too embarrassing." Gao Yang showed his pretty little canine teeth, and said jokingly, "Help me pinch my neck and look up." It's been too long, it's a little sour."

"I'm not afraid of losing face in front of you." Bai Fuzhen rubbed Gao Yang's neck lightly, and said softly, "I feel sorry for you for picking so many. I used to find someone to pick them."

"Looking for someone?" Gao Yang asked with a look of enjoyment.

Bai Fuzhen was afraid that people in the house would hear him, so he said in a low voice: "Well, when grandma and grandpa are away, find Uncle He next door. He likes to eat persimmons and is willing to do this kind of thing."

Gao Yang didn't expect Xiaobai to do this kind of thing, he was even more lazy than himself.He couldn't help laughing and said, "Then you must have been betrayed, that Uncle He might have told your grandma about it long ago."

Bai Fu had an expression of how do you know.This made Gao Yang a little funny, Xiaobai was too innocent in this regard, and ruthlessly revealed the truth, saying: "It is impossible for the elders to keep secrets from the younger generation. People also said it was fine and wouldn’t say it. But before the next day, my mother knew about it, and it was another fat beating.”

Bai Fuzhen didn't get hurt after hearing this, but instead laughed, jokingly said, "No wonder your butt has become so thick and elastic."

Seeing the other party staring at him in dissatisfaction, Bai Fuzhen changed his words and said, "It's easy to touch. So grandma knew it, but didn't say it?"

"Yes!" Gao Yang looked wise, "She knows that you are a face-saving person, so how dare you say it when you are so thin-skinned. What if you cry when you say it?"

"Your neck isn't sore?" Bai Fuzhen's tone was a bit awkward.

Gao Yang didn't hear it, and nodded: "It's not sore anymore, after laughing for a while, the blood flowed again."

"Then you continue to pick it. If I pick it, I will only find Uncle He." After Bai Fuzhen finished speaking, he went to sit aside again.

"Oh? Are you angry? Don't really cry." Gao Yang half-coaxed, half-smiled, "Boss Bai! Just talk to me, can I pick it?"

As a result, the two spent the whole afternoon talking and laughing while picking the persimmons. Gao Yang was so tired that he could barely lift his arms, his neck was not his own anymore, and his head could only droop.

Bai Fuzhen pulled him to sit next to her, rubbed his shoulders and neck, and was short of a full body massage.Gao Yang could hardly straighten his back, and wanted to lean in the other's arms, but at his grandma's house, he didn't dare to act rashly, so he had to sit upright obediently.

"You have to make it up to me when you go back tonight." Gao Yang muttered softly.

Bai Fu asked dotingly: "Well, how can I make up for it?"

Gao Yang said angrily: "Serve in all directions, from the inside to the outside, everything is up to me, and I can only stop when I tell you to stop."

Bai Fuzhen pinched Gao Yang's face, and fondly reproached him: "Why is the ** so strong?"

Gao Yang snorted proudly: "This shows that I am young. Hehe, part of the reason is that you are self-taught, have good skills, and are very comfortable."

Bai Fuzhen smiled helplessly, unable to control Gao Yang's mouth at all.

"I can smell the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes." Gao Yang sniffed his nose and asked with a greedy face, "Is your grandma making sweet-scented osmanthus cakes?"

Bai Fuzhen marveled at the high dog's nose, and nodded: "It should be, the sweet-scented osmanthus was dried in the afternoon."

Gao Yang regained his energy and said, "Let's go and have a look!"

Entering the kitchen, the aroma became more intense, and Bai Fuzhen's grandma was making stuffing.Gao Yang asked obediently, "Grandma, are you making sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

Bai Fuzhen's grandma nodded and said kindly, "Yes, Xiaobai said you like cakes."

"Thank you, grandma!" Gao Yang glanced at Xiaobai, and said cheerfully, "Do you need my help? I'm pretty good at kitchen work. I'm good at kneading noodles and stuffing."

"Help me mix stuffing. My wrists tend to get sore when I'm old. Xiaobai doesn't like to do this kind of thing, and he can't do it well." Bai Fuzhen's grandmother was not polite, and asked Gao Yang as his own child. , "Xiaobai said that you are good at cooking, did you learn it from your dad?"

At this time, Bai Fuzhen was called out by his grandfather, as if he couldn't read some words in the newspaper.

Gao Yang became a little restrained, agreed, and replied: "Well, my dad can only cook, and I have been fascinated by it since I was a child. In addition to sweet-scented osmanthus, does this stuffing also add crushed peanuts, sesame seeds, sesame oil, butter, rock sugar, and honey? .”

Bai Fuzhen's grandma smiled heartily, and sighed, "One is not bad, so tell me why you use rock sugar and honey instead of white sugar?"

Gao Yang didn't expect that the other party would test him, thinking that he didn't learn to cook, how could he know these things.I had no choice but to talk nonsense based on experience: "Rock sugar and honey moisten the lungs and clear the fire, and they complement each other with the functions of osmanthus invigorating the stomach and calming the liver. White sugar is high in sweetness, and it is easy to make the scent of osmanthus greasy. Honey is in it, the taste is sweet and fragrant, and the color is bright. The high water content can not only add color and fragrance, but also make up for the lack of water in other materials.”

"You sound decent, you really have talent in this area." Bai Fuzhen's grandmother noticed the pendant on Gao Yang's neck as soon as he entered the door, and then asked, "Did you buy the jade Guanyin you are wearing?" ?”

Gao Yang subconsciously put the pendant into his collar, and made up a temporary saying: "No, my mother begged for it from the temple, and I insisted on wearing it."

Bai Fuzhen's grandmother was kneading the dough and said with a smile: "I also asked Xiaobai for one. Jade Guanyin can bring marriage. I told him that if he has someone he likes, he can give it to him. Guanyin will give it to him." Bless you as a couple."

"Ah?" Gao Yang remembered when Xiaobai gave him this pendant, and said that he could not give anything else, but his grandma would never be angry if he gave this pendant. It turned out that there was such a meaning in it.That person actually planned it long ago.He concealed the embarrassment on his face, and asked deliberately, "Did he give away that Jade Guanyin?"

Bai Fuzhen's grandma paused for a moment before answering: "I don't know, I haven't asked, and I haven't been to his company. I don't want to care about young people, and it will be done when the fate comes. I will meet with his grandpa again." If you don't care too much, it will be disgusting."

Gao Yang nodded without commenting, and carefully mixed the stuffing.

"It's almost ready." Bai Fuzhen's grandmother took a look at Gao Yang's stuffing, and it was evenly mixed together, and asked, "Can you roll the noodles?"

Gao Yang stopped the chopsticks in his hand, and replied modestly: "I will."

Bai Fuzhen's grandma instructed: "There are sticky boards and rolling pins there. Roll the dough into the size of your palm. Put some reconciled stuffing in it, wrap it up, and then use the mold next to it to make a shape, and finally sprinkle a little sweet-scented osmanthus on it." surface."

Gao Yang nodded and followed suit, the whole process was methodical, just like a professional pastry chef.Thinking of Xiaobai saying that this is his family's ancestral handicraft, he can't help but wonder: "Grandma, I heard from my senior brother that your pastry making handicraft is handed down from your ancestors, and there is also a cookbook, which is not passed on."

Bai Fuzhen's grandmother was surprised, and asked with a smile, "He even told you this?"

Gao Yang was surprised that it seemed that he shouldn't ask more questions, and said in a blunt way: "One time I ate the cakes you made at his place, and I thought they were better than the ones sold in the store, so I asked."

"It's true that it's not rumored." Bai Fuzhen's grandmother said without hesitation, "If you want to learn, you have to be my son-in-law, but I don't have a granddaughter to match you. I have a niece who hasn't been in touch for many years. I guess it's about your age."

"No, no, no, I don't want to learn." Gao Yang was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, "I'm just a little curious."

But on another thought, if it is not rumored, then what is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that I am making now?Shouldn't you throw me out of the kitchen?

Could it be that Xiaobai's grandma forgot to kick herself out when she was too old?

Gao Yang was a little uncomfortable, he had no intention of secretly learning other people's ancestral craftsmanship, but now he can't do it even if he puts down the rolling pin in his hand and walks away.So I had no choice but to persuade myself to become a married woman in the future, so I wouldn't be considered an outsider.

On the way back after dinner, Gao Yang asked Xiaobai: "I accidentally learned the secret recipe of osmanthus cake from your family today, what should I do?"

Bai Fuzhen looked calm: "You are mine, so you don't count as stealing. When our relationship is made public in the future, I will ask grandma to give you the recipe."

"Ah? You still want to disclose it to them?" Gao Yang was a little panicked, "They are people from the last century, don't scare them."

Bai Fuzhen said reassuringly, "Don't worry, they are very open-minded."

Gao Yang didn't believe it, and said: "Your grandma told me tonight that I don't care about your partner, but she didn't allow you to find a man to date, right?"

Bai Fuzhen glanced at Gao Yang and asked, "Why did she tell you about this?"

"Here, because of this." Gao Yang took out the pendant around his neck, "She saw this and asked me where I got it, and I said my mother begged it for me in the temple. She said I'd beg it for you too. You bought one for marriage, and you didn’t even talk about the meaning of it? I asked her if you got it? She said she didn’t know, and said she didn’t care about your business.”

Bai Fuzhen's face changed slightly: "Then she probably guessed it."

"What?" Gao Yang was a little surprised, "How did she guess it?"

Bai Fuzhen's face recovered: "The pendants she asked for are all custom-made, and it's hard to find the same style. So I said she is very enlightened, and she won't tell if she sees it through. She understands my temperament, and she doesn't care if she can't control it. gone."

Gao Yang was still in shock, thinking that Xiaobai's grandmother had guessed it and taught him how to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake with a loving face. This is probably the reincarnation of Goddess Guanyin, and she is too merciful.

Gao Yang was still in the mood to joke: "So, am I meeting your parents? Do you need a dowry next time?"

Bai Fuzhen smiled lightly, but didn't answer, he didn't want to say crazy things like him.