Follow the sound and follow the way

The three from Li Chongyuan's side went to Mu Kang's house first. As soon as Mrs. Mu opened the door, she was covered in a bouquet of carefully matched flowers, and she let them in with a smile on her face.When Mu Kang led the rest of the people home, Li Chongyuan, Qiu Liming and Lu Xifeng were eating, and the food didn't look very good, like the leftover porridge from the morning at home.

And Mrs. Mu, who has always treated guests at home with home clothes, is wearing a brown knit dress with delicate fabrics, and is elegantly arranging flowers in a vase.

When she heard the voice, she hurriedly turned her head, unable to control the eager expression on her face.

Mu Kang: "Why are you wearing makeup?"

Mrs. Mu: "..."

Guan Xiaoxiao raised his hand behind his back and gave Mu Kang a slap.

Mrs. Mu directly ignored her son, who was considered a dog, and walked up to Lin Yan dignifiedly: "Hi Lin Zhi, I am Mu Kang's mother."

Lin Yan suppressed a smile: "Hello, I'm really sorry to trouble you today."

Mrs. Mu: "No trouble, no trouble, come quickly."

Everyone watched Mrs. Mu take Lin Yan away...to the kitchen in a very familiar gesture that Mu Kang often used.

Really worthy of mother and son.The others who were ignored had no choice but to sit down, and Mu Kang followed to the kitchen: "Where's Dad?"

"I'll be back in a while." Mrs. Mu pointed to the tray on the side and told Mu Kang, "Bring tea, the pink cup is a small one."

Mrs. Mu made her own fruit tea. The formula is metaphysical. The taste is complex and changeable, and it is even mixed according to gender.Mu Kang delivered tea to the guests in accordance with the Queen Mother's instructions, and received a lot of compliments as usual.

Guan Xiaoxiao: "It's so delicious."

Guan Xiao: "A new taste."

Lu Xifeng: "It's better than porridge."

Li Chongyuan: "Then don't eat porridge."

Qiu Liming: "You have to eat porridge, and you have to drink tea."

Everyone was soothed by Mrs. Mu's original fruit tea. Lu Xifeng called out, "Queen, when are you making dumplings?"

Mrs. Mu: "Immediately."

While chopping stuffing, she asked Lin Yan: "What kind of stuffing does Lin Zhi like? Leek, celery, and cabbage?"

Lin Yan: "Celery and cabbage."

Mrs. Mu: "Don't you like leeks?"

Lin Yan: "Mukang doesn't eat leeks."

Mu Kang, who stood behind and watched his mother: "Hmm."

"Leave him alone." Mrs. Mu said softly to Lin Yan, "Lin means you like leeks, right? I'll prepare some leeks..."

Lin Yan couldn't laugh or cry: "It's really unnecessary."

"Okay." Mrs. Mu let go of the innocent leek and asked again, "Can Lin Zhi make dumplings?"

Lin Yan said honestly: "Actually, I don't know much about it."

Mrs. Mu immediately said enthusiastically, "I'll teach you..."

"Don't bother you." Mu Kang really couldn't stand it anymore, and if he didn't make a move, his father's head would be in danger of turning green, "Ayan, let's go."

He held the basin in his left hand and embraced Lin Yan in the right. In the basin was warm dough. Lin Yan felt that he was also warmed by Mu Kang's body temperature, and his whole body was as hot as the dough.

Mu Kang put all the equipment on the dining table, and greeted: "Lu Xifeng."

Lu Xifeng: "Rolling pin?"

Mu Kang: "Take it."

A group of people cheered and gathered around, Mu Kang pointed at Guan Xiaoxiao and Guan Xiao: "You two, don't make trouble, go aside."

Lin Yan: "What?"

Mu Kang: "They don't know how to make bags."

Guan Xiaoxiao was dissatisfied: "Who says I can't, it's just that the wrapping is not good-looking."

Mu Kang: "If you can't stand up, you can't pack."

Lin Yan asked strangely: "Why can't you stand up?"

Guan Xiaoxiao still wanted to talk, but Guan Xiao pulled his sister over: "You still don't want to work without you, aren't you stupid?"

The Guan brothers and sisters who had negative skill points in making dumplings were ruthlessly excluded. Lin Yan said hesitantly, "I don't know how to make dumplings either."

"I'll teach you." Mukang said.

Lu Xifeng quickly pulled out a bunch of potions, and held sticks in both hands, as if he was playing with nunchucks.

He sank into his dantian: "Come on."

Rolling two dumpling wrappers at once is Lu Xifeng's unique skill. The rolling pin rolls vigorously under his hands, and dumpling wrappers of the same size and thickness fly out. , still far behind Lu Xifeng's rolling speed.

Where did Lin Yan see such a coquettish operation, and he was completely dumbfounded.

Mu Kang said bluntly: "Slow down, A Yan is still a newcomer."

Lin Yan copied the stuffing with his left hand and his right hand, and looked at Mu Kang begging for help.

Mu Kang's tone immediately softened, and he patiently demonstrated to Lin Yan: "Put the stuffing in the middle, don't put too much, eh, yes, it's almost the same. Then hold it with both hands, squeeze it like this... and it will be sealed."

Lin Yan tried several times, and finally he could seal the stuffing so that it did not leak. He showed Mu Kang excitedly: "Is that so?"

Mukang: "That's right, very good."

Lin Yan swept across the upright and full dumplings on the table, feeling blessed and hopeful, and slowly put the first work on the table.

The members of the dumpling-making team witnessed that it lived up to expectations and fell to the ground.

Lin Yan: "..."

Mu Kang: "Hahahahahaha."

In the next half hour, Lin Yan tried countless methods but failed to make his dumplings stand up.He wanted to cry but had no tears, thinking that this was too difficult, why did he have to stand up?

Mu Kang laughed and said: "Hahahahaha, forget it, Ayan."

Lin Yan was unwilling and powerless, and a burst of anger rose from his heart.

Mu Kang was earnestly lining up his freshly wrapped dumplings in order, when suddenly he saw a messy dumpling pasted over, which not only couldn't stand on its own, but also moved at a strange angle. Cunningly knocked down Mu Kang's dumplings.

Mu Kang: "..."

Since then, every time Mu Kang puts one, Lin Yan sticks one on the side, vowing not to let Mu Kang's dumplings stand up.

Lu Xifeng: "Hahahahahaha."

Everyone came to watch the piles of dumplings falling in front of Mu Kang, laughing so hard that they couldn't straighten up.

Mrs. Mu said kindly, "Lin Zhi is so cute."

Guan Xiaoxiao gloated and said, "Hey Mu Kang, your dumplings don't seem to be able to stand up either?"

Guan Xiao happily said, "Lin Zhi did a great job."

Mu Kang looked at Lin Yan speechlessly: "You are enough, Lin Sansui."

At 06:30, Mr. Mu came home from get off work.He is tall and handsome, and looks like Mu Kang, but his temperament is quite different from Mu Kang. Mr. Mu speaks politely, and he is a literate scholar.

The group of people who were waiting to be fed finally reached the opening time.Mr. Mu first toasted Lin Yan, then wished Guan Xiaoxiao a speech, and after a decent process, he announced with a smile, "Let's eat."

Like piglets, the seven young people began to gorge themselves on eating regardless of their image.

Mrs. Mu made ten dishes, and the portion of each dish was controlled within the range that is most suitable for expressing the taste of the ingredients. She never deliberately increased it because she was afraid that it would not be enough. The principle was firm, and the cooking spirit was very professional and rigorous.

That's why when Mrs. Mu is cooking, everyone can't wait to kneel down and sing Conquer.

Mu Kang asked Lin Yan: "How about Lin Sansui?"

Lin Yan was full of admiration: "It's so delicious."

Due to the presence of her husband, Mrs. Mu restrained her love for idols a lot, and the task of feeding Lin Yan fell on Mu Kang.He only served Lin Yan a meal once, and when he got up to look again, the meal was gone.

The second principle of Mrs. Mu's cooking is to only cook what "I think is enough", regardless of whether diners will protest that there is not enough food.

Although Mrs. Mu can make people full most of the time, everyone is a little bit unsatisfied at this moment.However, Mrs. Mu had a very bad temper within two hours after cooking, and everyone dared not speak out, and no one dared to stand up to the wind and commit crimes.

It was Mr. Mu who said, "I'm not full."

Mrs. Mu said lightly: "It's okay if you're not full, and there are dumplings."

So it turned out that everyone suddenly realized that everything was under the control of the Queen Mother.

Lu Xifeng jumped up and volunteered to cook the dumplings. When several hot plates were served, Lin Yan could tell which ones were made by himself at a glance.

The pile of crooked melons and jujubes are grotesquely entangled with the three good students in the dumpling world made by Mukang. It really makes people want to shout angrily.

Mr. Mu picked up a lump of suspected gnocchi with only skin but no flesh, and asked suspiciously, "What is this?"

Lin Yan: "..."

Mrs. Mu opened her eyes and said nonsense: "Dumplings."

Mr. Mu: "Huh?"

Mrs. Mu also picked one up and put it in a bowl, poked it with chopsticks for a long time to get out a little bit of meat, and calmly showed it to Mr. Mu: "Look, there is meat in it."

Mr. Mu: "Oh."

Mrs. Mu said without looking sideways: "There is meat, it's dumplings."

A round of dumplings finally filled everyone's stomachs.The guests and the host had a good time, and Mr. Mu and Mrs. Mu left Guan Xiaoxiao at the dinner table to inquire about the girl's overseas life. Others left the table one after another, and Guan Xiao happily went on to wash the dishes.

"Leave him alone, he is a wonderful man who loves all cleaning and housework." Mu Kang said to Lin Yan, "Come here, I still have stock in the house."

Two of the four walls in Mu Kang's room were music scores. After searching for a long time, he found a yellowed manuscript, handed it to Lin Yan, and said impatiently, "Let's try this."

Mu Kang sat down on the left side of the piano bench, leaving the right side to Lin Yan: "It was written almost ten years ago."

"Fourhands." Lin Yan said while watching, "It's different from the current way of writing."

Mu Kang smiled happily: "You can see it."

Lin Yan sat down on the right side of the piano bench and said directly, "Come."

The two looked at each other, tacitly capturing the moment of synchronous breathing in each other's eyes.

The plump piano sounded, Guan Xiao immediately turned off the tap, and everyone in the living room stopped talking.

It is a four-handed song with graceful and gentle lines, which expresses the pure fantasy of young people in the form of singing. Although it is not as unconstrained as Mu Kang's current works, it still requires high technical requirements.

As the passage progressed, Lin Yan repaired the slightly immature harmony, and an experimental work slowly showed a mature and complete outline.Everyone was holding their breath and listening carefully, Guan Xiaoxiao said uncertainly: "This... is the song that Mu Kang wrote when he was a child?"

No one could answer her.

Mr. Mu said sincerely: "Lin Yan plays really well."

Mrs. Mu didn't speak, she seemed to catch a lingering feeling from the sound of the piano, and suddenly felt a little uneasy.